Two off the top of my head.
#1 - Stripper I met at strip club. Broke the cardinal rules and got a lapdance from her, but she asked for my number and we exchanged numbers. Tried to get her out numerous times after that. Mind you, this was pre red pill/RVF. Everytime she'd come up with some excuse and bail. Every few weeks or month I'd throw a random text, finally she agreed. Went to a sushi happy hour, she was ecstatic I took her to "seafood." She was from Atlanta and recently moved to LA. She was white, cute girl banging body but I could not understand half the things she said because she sounded like Juvenile the rapper. Post dinner offered drinks at my place, bang. I may have seen her one other time for a bang but then she fell off the face of the earth. Strippers.
#2 - Met her at a Hollywood club, wasted out of my mind. Approached her to ask for a light, 10 minutes later was making out with her right next to her friend. Got her #, texted for months again always an excuse as to why she couldn't meet. Finally got her out one night on a date months later. Had no idea what she looked like but when I saw her I was pleasently surprised. Had drinks, her friends showed up, turned into a circus of events with us drinking the night away and her offering me to stay over. Bang. She asked how it's possible for me to have so much semen![[Image: lol.gif]](https://rooshvforum.network/images/smilies/new/lol.gif)
This one was odd, she went back to her flaking ways, ran into her one night when I was out and that was about it.
I never delete #'s, sometimes I'll just keep them around and get bored and send out mass texts (copy paste, not in one single text) and see what bites. Last year got a handjob from an older girl texting about 20 old/stale numbers "drinks tonight?" and she bit. She was kind of ugly but skinny and really knew how to handle a penis.
#1 - Stripper I met at strip club. Broke the cardinal rules and got a lapdance from her, but she asked for my number and we exchanged numbers. Tried to get her out numerous times after that. Mind you, this was pre red pill/RVF. Everytime she'd come up with some excuse and bail. Every few weeks or month I'd throw a random text, finally she agreed. Went to a sushi happy hour, she was ecstatic I took her to "seafood." She was from Atlanta and recently moved to LA. She was white, cute girl banging body but I could not understand half the things she said because she sounded like Juvenile the rapper. Post dinner offered drinks at my place, bang. I may have seen her one other time for a bang but then she fell off the face of the earth. Strippers.
#2 - Met her at a Hollywood club, wasted out of my mind. Approached her to ask for a light, 10 minutes later was making out with her right next to her friend. Got her #, texted for months again always an excuse as to why she couldn't meet. Finally got her out one night on a date months later. Had no idea what she looked like but when I saw her I was pleasently surprised. Had drinks, her friends showed up, turned into a circus of events with us drinking the night away and her offering me to stay over. Bang. She asked how it's possible for me to have so much semen
This one was odd, she went back to her flaking ways, ran into her one night when I was out and that was about it. I never delete #'s, sometimes I'll just keep them around and get bored and send out mass texts (copy paste, not in one single text) and see what bites. Last year got a handjob from an older girl texting about 20 old/stale numbers "drinks tonight?" and she bit. She was kind of ugly but skinny and really knew how to handle a penis.