Laying down on the floor of my freshly painted apartment, which I had just bought two weeks ago, I write this FR.
Nursing an epic hangover this morning, after a night which was even more so, made me want to write this.
Last night I was celebrating a close mates birthday at our local pub and there were so many familiar faces that you would've found it difficult not to get talkative and be social (social proof through the whaazoo!). When I was walking around the bar, I felt this kind of weird energy possess me. You know that feeling you get when your group of friends are the life party and everyone in the room is just drawn by your collective energy? Kind of like a magnet for fun really (either that or my behaviour was exacerbated by the alcohol). Just a great catalyst for night game.
Aside from the familiar faces, there were a few unfamiliar one's who were friends of friends of the birthday boy's. I met this girl "M", a 5'7 - half asian/ half aussie brunette - with the perkiest smile. After exchanging a few glances, and a cheeky wink, I asked the birthday boy for an introduction to her group. The birthday boy is quite the social butterfly, and after a flattering introduction to their group, M immediately initiated a conversation with me with the weirdest opener.
M: Can I guess how old you are?
V: Sure...
M: 22
V: Close... I'm actually 72

M: Oh, it's that asian blood that keeps you so young!
V: That's thanks to all the fish and rice we eat, you should know that haha! May I guess how old you are?
M: ?
V: 62?
M: hahaha... no, 24
V: Oh mah Gawd, me too! (said in the most gayest voice)
So the banter continued, but it was hard not to feel the awkwardness by ignoring her group of friends, so I asked the friends if we could be excused to go to the bar. Finally we could be alone without feeling awkward.
Now, I'm a fairly well built kinda guy, which means I can take on alot more alcohol than others, especially when it comes to women. I accept and acknowledge this, however I never seem to remember this when I am out having a few beverages. While at the bar we were getting close, that when ever she wanted to speak to me she would lean in placing her hand on my chest, while I would place my hand on the small of her back. While trying to maintain the party vibe, I decided to order shots of tequila.
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Now that I look back on last night, I have to some how recognise when to par back the party vibe, and pump up the woman's buying temp. I need your opinions on this one guys
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Shots downed. We keep shooting the shit, and talk about random nothings, mean while I can sense that the sexual tension is building between us. When M leans in to talk to me, her hip grinds up against my inner thigh while my hands are care fully positioned on her waist. NB.
Be careful when placing your hands on a woman's waist, as some women have a "love handle" or a bit of fat around their waist. They are very self conscious of this fatty area and very aware when it is touched, which can make them feel un-sexy, which will cool her buying temp if you will So our bodies were making contact around the sexual organ areas (a standing dry hump almost).
I thought it was time to take a logistics check, to see how she came here and how she intended to get home etc. As we were talking about how she got here, she interrupted and excused her self to go to the bathroom. This was the last I saw of her, for 20 mins

yes, 20 mins. A couple of girls at the pub I knew were talking about someone in the ladies room, spewing her guts up in a cubicle. I thought to myself, no way could it be M. Another 10 minutes later I saw M being escorted out of the pub by a female bartender.
Shit! What have I done?!
I went to help her, but her friend stopped me, saying "I think you've done enough". Enough said.
Returning back to the party, my mates just couldn't believe what was unfolding infront of their eyes. Thinking I was about to close the deal. It was at this point that one of my friends had asked, "V - please tell me you got her number atleast?"
Shit! No! No number.... No kiss... NO DEAL!