Got told by Georgiana, a friend of mine, that one of her friends, a French girl called Charlotte, fancies me.

There was nothing to it, no game, no nothing. It was this easy:

I met her, we got drunk together, I went back to her place and fucked her in her garden. Over the furniture and all sorts. She was pretty awesome to be honest. My second ever 8.

Sadly though, my dear friend-not-friend George fucked it up for me when I met up with her the next day. The stupid twat blurted out, "Oh, you're the girl Matt fucked last night are you?". I could instantly feel how angry she was. To be fair, I shouldnt have bragged, but since when is anyone ever so stupid or mean as to let on that they know something like that?

I got the standard text; "I am really upset that you told everyone about you fucking me. BYE" (notice how one person is suddenly everyone in this classic example of female psychology)

It was a classic case of anti slut defence kicking in.

Ah well, nevermind. My scorecard is one up, I got a hot shag with a fit girl, and I learned a valuable lesson;

DO NOT BRAG TO YOUR MATES. Its a bad idea, and it cost me my second visit.

Laters guys.