Thats what happened a few nights back,on a friday that started not that good as a matter of fact.I went to check out a Bulgarian party at a club in the eastern port of Copenhagen.The overall vibe was not that great,we were on a search for the club for some time,since we didnt know the exact location.Even not in the best state I still thought things could be looking up.I had mixed feelings about meeting people of my own nationality on a party like that and those were not disproved as I started opening sets there.I forgot how unfriendly those people could be,and how my usual approach didnt work quite good,I tried some ploughing to see where I could get with the maybe 2,3 ok looking girls,but I cant say ploughing is my thing really and I soon bailed the party already feeling tired.

Here is to mention that I was supposed to go rowing in the harbour the following morning,so I was just thinking about going home when my wing managed to drag me into the usual bars in the center for a last game tour before we go home.I entered the second club with similar expectations,a little bored,a little indifferent.Sometimes I just check out all the room impudently,against most ‘rules’,watching body language and stuff,opening here and there.I did that too this time and a moment later I was talking to a pretty good looking milf facing the counter.(I never miss the chance to open single sets standing at the bar.I feel really congruent with whatever I say in that setting).I neg (something about her earrings,with the present light they looked skull-shaped) and after some communication problems I found out she ate up the neg in the right way and I went on running attraction material ending with the 5 questions game.There was absolutely no ground for comfort,even though I could see she was already attracted,but in some of those party,tipsy ppl environments Ive noticed comfort talk ends up with huge IODs from her side,even if the music is not loud) The game went actually good,but I wasnt really paying attention,I thought I should get out out of that place,hurried to ask for the number,and as she was hesitating,my wing came in.He got in straght with smth like ‘What,he tried to take your number?..or he didnt ask for it..He’s a good guy,thats why he wouldnt go for it’ and goes on giving me the good guy value and stuff.I was a little bummed out at first,but then she cracked up and then I turned it cocky by saying ‘Yea Im pretty shy thats why I dont do things like this’ and as I said that I smiled and lunged in to kiss her(on the cheek),but as I was leaning in she turned with her mouth and all of the sudden we are in a wild make out.What I try to do lately after a kiss is to end it first and then go saying direct sexual stuff about how I’d fuck her and stuff (really a turn on btw). But that time I just used a line I had read in some FR ‘u know what..tomorrow night..you..me..my place,wine,backrubbing and orgasm,let’s do this..what do you say?’ and I also said I should be leaving any moment soon anyway,cause Im busy the following morning.Then she paused a moment and pulled her phone,took my number and saved it.I asked her to give me a buzz,so that I have hers(I dont pick up num. I dont recognize) and she tried but I had no fucking coverage,the club was underground(a minute to curse my networking company).My wing was still sarging in but I decided to go out,sticking to my story,when it struck me I had to go for it tonight.I just went back to her ‘Hey change of palns..lets do it ..tonight!’ She went ‘No.Ill call you tomorrow’ and she winked.Then I kissed her and went away,but what I realize now I should have done was just grab her by the hand and take her out.

Anyway me and my friend hung out there for 5 minutes more,and were just about to leave when we saw a 2 set that just came in,sitting.A 5 and a 7.I was really tired by the time,but just wanted to be a good wing and opened the 7,as my friend engaged the 4.She turned out to be one of the craziest bitches I had ever encountered.Most of the stuff she said was really illogical and out of the blue,but gave a lot of place to go mysterious,cocky and sexual.She had the looks and the personality of a desperate romanticist,but still acted like immune whenever I went sexual.I hate it when girls try to ‘game’ me and give me all that fake psychological shit and at first I lost interest + I was still a little concerned if the first girl woukd see me(the milf).But later on I was growing more and more indifferent to her.That 7 was throwing huge IOIs,like getting very close when she leaned in talking to me and stuff.It was a large lounge and I was leaning back comfortably,good position to lock in.Looked like nothing to break the ice was needed,she felt really comfortable with no almost no distance between us.I could feel her easily,kissed her on the cheek and when a little gropy,but she still resisted a real kiss.She said that ncie guys were always after her,and all she ever fell for was assholes.I thought she was trying to be in control esp. when she tried to buy me a drink and asked me out for a dance and I said no.Then I went sexually sincere and direct ‘id fuck the shit out of u if there was nobody here’ or smth within those lines to burst the myths.I tried the same invitation to my place,she said ‘maybe’ but still refused to kiss me,even though I had tried 3-4 times already and I was like ‘you’re not fooling anybody I know you’re attracted to me’…Meanwhile my wing was getting busy with the other one,and soon we decided to get out of there for real.This time I grabbed her by the hand and led her out of the club.(As we were walking out the milf chick was straight in front of us,back facing us)…She went really pretentious when we walked out and i said smth like ‘maybe u should give me a kiss for saying that…’ Then she finally relented,I went strong forward and we almost fell down,it was funny I ended it with ‘thats enough’ stuff.I dont really remember what she did next,but I picked her up and l took her out through the door…we kept such push-pull,sexual teasing for some time,when finally they were explicit about going into another club it was already 6 a.m. and we wanted to take them home for a close,but them going to another club was definitely not a good sign,and I said Im done with ploughing for that night,I just couldnt keep it up any longer.Who knows maybe the fuck close could be a minute away within that club\s party distance and maybe that was just one of series shit tests in a row...