Thursday 19 May 2011, Piccadilly
Craigus, Johnnyb, Markuk, NewJackSwagger, Fresher, Fora, Rebus
Had an early evening date with a cute bird. It went well – made me fifteen minutes late for the Forum meetup. Rushed over to Leicester Square / Piccadilly area on tube.
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All seven of us RV’ed at O’Neils. Laddish chat, got to know newbies and we opened some sets.
We reached TigerTiger at 9.30 PM, while it was still free. At the bar, some more chat amongst us lads.
Fresher hit the ground running, opening and ultimately #-closing a nice blonde bird. Good going, dude.
I broke off to go solo, and opened a 2-set at opposite end of bar,
"HEY! YOU CAN’T GET SERVED THERE!" (Openers are irrelevant – in this case, they pointed out they were already in the process of being served; Rebus: "wow! And I thought it was impossible!"). I kept the 2set busy by standing between them, occasionally with arms around both of them to lean them into me (to be able to BOTH hear me, to keep them BOTH occupied – TigerTiger had quite loud volume despite it being only 10 PM).
My HB9 target was tall, slender, great tits, perfect skin, classy dressed. In contrast, her friend was as wide as she was tall.
I played nice-guy to the short fat friend while gradually working more on escalation of HB9. Salsa-danced with short fatty (one minute, stayed beside bar) then with HB9 (several minutes, dancefloor, kino).
Rebus:
"So, you single?" / "Of course!" / "what u doin to scare away all the men?". Next, #-closed HB9 (who replied initially with "but we are not leaving yet! It’s only early") so to push for the number, I added the time-constraint that I had to find my friends and secondly that I would text her if I couldn’t find her later.
RV’ed with the others on upper floor. Opened a hot slim readhead’s group, she has good tits, some chat. Tried to keep my eyes on her face.
Later, went with
Craigus and JohnnyB downstairs to re-open HB9.
Some iPad dude in a grey suite was seated next to her and trying to close her. IPad in a nightclub – gay as fuck!!!! I knew HB9 was into me, so with a delicious mix of confidence and arrogance, I tapped HB9 on shoulder, gave epic smile and spun her 180 degress to face me! HB9 gives me the chat. iPad suited dude is left staring at her back through a look of utter disbelief. Later, HB9 goes to toilet. I keep her short friend in chat and eventually get information from her about HB9.
Craigus was talking to JohnnyB but steps forward to alert me that "some dude is talking to your bird!". Yep, a new guy. So I put arm around HB9’s waist, started salsa-dancing real close. More AMOG’ing dynamite – the other guy leaves. Just before I left HB9, I talked about what we’d do when we would meet up together in central London.
Back upstairs and did some dancing. Classic club anthems. Go on!
Fora re-opened a white-corseted (yum!) bird, I said to her, with Fora in earshot “he thinks he is a top South American style dancer! He told all us guys that he could dance better than ANYONE here!” Then I walked off. As designed, HBCorset and Fora commence an in-depth dance routine rivalry for ages.
Opened a cute solo girl from a small foreign country. I’d been to her country just a year ago,
so launched into my photos, which she loved. She was on route to find her friends, I said might catch you later.
Grabbed hands of two similarly dressed, similar looking hot party girls and started a Rebus 3-way FFM dance: grinding, spinning the girls, holding them both with me in the middle. After a while, couldn’t escalate further as one of them eventually comedy-mock-ran away! Her friend then joined her.
Later, some solo drunk twat tried to steal JohnnyB and my jackets.
JohnnyB sorted it out. Bouncer, who was ineffective until then, chucked the thief out.
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Got the last tube; opened solo HB7 slim smiley girl on tube station’s escalator. Ten minutes later, I got her contact details.
I had been to her country very recently: showed two photos. Immediately, I get off tube at my stop (perfect timing!). Provisional plan for a drink next week.
Thanks to everyone for coming along - seven people was a big group and hopefully everyone had a good one.