Today I had previous engagements so I had to skip out on instructing at AoA for this evening (although I'll be back tomorrow). In the morning I participated in a graphic design portfolio review down at Cal State Long Beach and by the time I was done I was nearly asleep. I made the long drive back up the 110 to LA (half-asleep, not a good idea) and hit the sack for an hour to recharge.Drove up to Pasadena for a buddy's birthday dinner shindig at Villa Sorriso, an upscale dining experience at the west end of Old Town Pasadena. Good food, good company, good times.
The restaurant converts to a dance spot later in the evening, so we hung out there until the party started going into full swing. My buddy's drunk but taken care of so I go and work the crowd. I'm in socializing mode and I'm using no canned routines or anything-- just walking around and talking to people like the sexXxy beast I am. :-)
One interaction went pretty well and I learned a lot about kino calibration and just exuding sexuality. She was standing at the front in the smoking area with two of her friends and I was finishing up a cigarette and convo with some guys I was engaging. She kept looking in my direction, although I didn't know if she was looking at me or the guys behind me, but it didn't matter. I went up to her, told her she's cute in a playful but confident way, aaaand we're off to the races. She's a voluptuous lil' Latina, and she's cute enough that I want to talk to her. We talk for a few, get the hand test in (passed) and engage her friends for a few minutes until they decide to hit up the bar. I'm whatever about it and say I'll catch them later.
Fast forward 20 minutes I run into them again outside while they're having drinks. I bust on them by playfully accusing them of stalking me, which gets them laughing. My girl suggests we go dance and I happily oblige. I lead her to the dance floor by her hand and hand test again (passed again) and we start grindin' on the dance floor. She's into it and rubs up on my goods for the bulk of our dancing and I let my hands wander around her butt. She keeps pushing them away but I pay it no mind, it's not a big deal to me. We leave the dance floor after a couple of minutes because the DJ sucks and keeps changing the style of music, and I tease her about charging her $20 for the dance. Rejoin her friends where they head to the bar (again), I let them go and head in the other direction.
Fast forward 20 minutes (again), I'm on the phone with a good buddy of mine just shooting the shit and in my peripheral I see my lil' Latina sitting in the corner getting hit on by some douche. I'm debating whether to go rescue her or not, but I'm still on the phone with my buddy so I decide not to. Besides the fact that I really wasn't THAT into her (although I'm fairly certain she'd be down for a ONS) I didn't want to hang up on my buddy.
Some of you might be saying "WTF? Go get the chick and fuck her!". A part of me would agree, but another part doesn't really WANT sex for the sake of it especially with a chick that I only *sort of* think is attractive. I took the lesson instead, which I'll be able to apply to chicks that I *REALLY* dig (read: Korean chicks with limited english abilities).
So, what have we learned tonight, kids?
-I'm one sexXxy beast, grrrr baby, yeah!
-I'm more or less non-reliant on routines now and just state the obvious and let my body language do the rest of the work
-I DEFINITELY need to work on my dance floor game. It was serviceable with this chick but I do think there's more for me to learn there
-I should've kinoescalated to the point that she vocalizes wanting to bounce if only for the experience
-Being outcome independent is a great feeling. :-)
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