Pouring down outside. So what? I’m going out anyway. RJ and I check out downtown. Just doesn’t feel right. It’s midnight, but I decide that we should go to BoMA for a change. Inside. Good decision. A lot of hot mature girls tonight. I see a girl from high school. Talk to her…
Her: “I forget your name!”
Fuck her. I walk off. Lean against the wall by myself. She comes up to me…
Her: “You think you’re so cool, leaning up against the wall like mature women should be approaching you.”
I take a sip of my gin & tonic. Cock my head to the right. Look at her…
Me: “Yup.”
Swagger. I’ve got it. Funny thing happened a week ago. Zenfox had told a mature girl to look out for the black guy that looks cocky, and sure enough, she noticed me and was able to point me out as soon as I walked into Brothers in spite of the fact that she had never seen what I looked like before.
I then watch RJ approach a set. The girl takes him down to the dance floor. Ends up placing her necklace around his neck. But then something odd happens. She takes it away. He comes back…
RJ: “Everything was going well until I started doing my magic.”
He thinks he should stop. I disagree. If something works for you nine times out of ten, then if one mature girl doesn’t like it, that’s no excuse to stop using it. The name of the game is consistency. Nothing is going to work all of the time.
We go outside. I see two mature girls wearing checkered shirts. RJ goes in, and makes the mistake of sitting off to the side. I go in. Open…
Me: “I like your shirts. They’re kind of cool. Where’d you get them from?”
They say some department store…
Me: “I can’t afford nice clothes like you guys. I’m too poor.”
One looks at me, laughs, and tells me to shut up. Three times I try to walk away, and one of the mature girls pulls me back each and every time…
Mature girl: “Where are you going? Have a seat.”
Do I sit off to the side? No. I promptly tell the mature girls to scootch apart, and I plop myself right between the two of them. Now I look like the man…
Me: “Your nose is tiny. Is it real?”
She starts laughing. We talk some more. Tells me that she is a hair stylist…
Me: “I like your highlights. You did a really good job with them. Most mature girls don’t know what they’re doing, but it’s obvious that you do.”
The girls then tell me that they’re part of a larger group, and I see them circling around. All of them are wearing checkered shirts for some reason. Things are going well, but I consider this a bad set. Why? Too many people. What are the chances that I’m going to take these mature girls home when there are seven to ten minds to convince? Very slim. I decide that I better move on. The girl asks for my phone number. I give it to her and she calls me. I don’t answer my phone…
Mature girl: “You gave me the wrong number!!”
I laugh, tell her that I was just fucking with her, and save her number in my phone although I have no intention of ever calling her. We leave and I explain to RJ what just happened in that set.
RJ approaches a two or three set sitting at a table. Unable to make the set really go anywhere, he returns. I decide that I’m going to go directly back into that set and make it work…
Me: “You mature girls have been getting approached by men all night, and I can see why. You’re very pretty.”
They giggle, and I then focus in on one. Compliment her and then establish the mutual attraction…
Me: “I’m attracted to you. Are you attracted to me?”
Her: “Yes.”
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Things are so much easier and you save so much time by quickly establishing the mutual attraction. The other two mature girls leave us alone. I have their approval. They come back. Just then, I see RJ parading some little hot thang past us. Back to these mature girls. Time to steer the conversation exactly where I want it: sex. We talk about cheating and one night stands among other things. Things are going exactly where I want them to. Just then, RJ comes zooming by again. This time, with a group of little hot thangs…
RJ: “Afterparty. Come on.”
Fuck. I’m working on these mature girls. However, your wingman is more important than anyone, and you have to learn to trust him. I tell my mature girls that I have to go, but before I go, I’m going to pull the mature girl I’m focused on to the side real quick. I look at her two friends…
Me: “We like each other. I’m going to talk to your friend alone for a second. Are you guys cool with that?”
They’re cool. I pull her out to the hallway. Strong eye contact. Very close to me. My hand gently around her waist. Gotta take risks, even if they‘re taken prematurely…
Me: “Look, I gotta go with my friend. What’re you up to? You can come with me if you want.”
Her: “I want to, but I can’t.”
She drove a group of her friends. That, and she has to wake up really early to move out of her apartment. Will be back in town in two weeks. All of this means nothing. I believe that with a little more time, this mature girl would have left with me anyway. We exchange numbers and I walk off. I’m never going to call her.
I go outside to RJ’s truck. What the hell? RJ is nowhere to be found. Where is he? Back inside, in the outside area. RJ is sitting with an entire group of little hot thangs. Three of them are models. I go ahead and get everyone real familiar with me. Don’t wanna be the outsider.
What is going on? I am just as confused as you guys are. Where is this after party, and who’s hosting it? I was under the impression that RJ was hosting it, but now I‘m not quite so sure. This is why I like to be in control of situations.
We still have time. Not even two o’clock yet. He has the mature girls numbers, and we’re suppose to meet them at a hotel suite. We decide to go grab Taco Bell. RJ calls his buddy who is also coming…
His Buddy: “Are the mature girls with you?”
RJ: “No? I thought they were going with you to the hotel and we were going to meet you guys there?”
Me: “???”
You know what? I am tired. I have RJ drop me off. The next day, RJ tells me that the mature girls managed to find their way to the hotel suite. This is what happens when you aren’t entirely in the loop about what’s going on.
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As you can see, this was not a question of attraction, or even comfort. It was pure logistics. This is one night where everything is in place, and I know that I can take mature women home, but with the second set, I was surprised when I thought RJ was leaving right away, and I had to throw a Hail Mary pass with that mature girl, asking her to leave her friends behind and come with me. Just wasn’t a very smooth transition if you ask me.
With the models, we were meeting up with them regardless, but it was just really shitty communication on our part. However, they kept their word and ended up showing up. And yes, there is more dialogue between the models and I.