Out on pubs and getting laid. in On my mind. sex hunger life

  • Feb. 9, 2014, 5:18 p.m.
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This two weeks I have been out on nightclubs four nights.

On friday last week I met a pretty sexy dark women. We did not speak much but I got the impression she liked me. I joked and talked to others and she got the impression I was a social alpha guy. ( I actually had planed roughly what to say in advance ).

Got piss drunk after a while.

Did not offer to buy her a drink when we entered the bar together. ( here I was not sure what to do)

Started to kiss her at the table when others where close by.

Continued to kiss her against the wall and pretty rough.

She asked what I wanted. I answered. "Just sex"

We took a cab to her.

She lived in a luxury apartment and we got undressed direct when we entered.

Then it all failed. I was not able to do her. Was too drunk. Probably did other dumb things too, She was silly sexy.

I left her apartment and took a cab home, hoping I never meet her again.


Have been trying to process this and what to do with it. The good thing is that it worked to get her. This is probably due to the fact I was not sleezy and she got "wrong" impression of me.

The obvious downside is I failed. And that hurt. Need to sort this shit out more.


On saturday last week I had a dejt with woman on a cafea. She was a very intelligent researcher on a medical company. Nice breast.

We talked pretty freely for two hours. Only a few times I failed to get an interesting subject. Need to have more subjects or stories to talk about. I need to write them down.

I took her to a pub close by after and we got drunk. We danced. Her I might have done one mistake.

Three elder men was pretty retarded rough when they started to drink beer just in front of us. Was not sure if I should put a shoulder in their back and tackle them away, or say "Hey guys you got a problem beeing polite when drunk?", or did i overreact.

I did not do a thing. And when to think of it afterwards, I probably did not overrect. When I failed to act I lost prestige.

A bit after midnight I told her I need to go home.

We both left the bar. We separeted with a hug. I got a feeling she did not want any more, and that is a failure. Or she wanted to get fucked. bleeh I failed to read her. And now I will not see her anymore.


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