I went out for trivia, which I call "trivioke" after misreading the sign out front of the Applebee's where this is held, and thought it was funny. We do this two or three times a month, and right now it's about the only time I get out to socialize.
So we go in right before trivioke starts and sit down and I'm looking around and noticing there isn't much in the way of female subjects that interest me. Not really a surprise, as this particular town I'm going to for this isn't known for having a lot of great women. There's one at the bar, attractive long haired blonde, sitting with her burly boyfriend, and there's a girl sitting with her family and that's about it.
The woman I came with is talking my ear off as usual, and I'm mostly paying attention, so that means I am mostly ignoring the blonde at the bar and the girl who's with her family... mostly the blonde, since she's with someone. Then I catch the girl there with her family do a 180 to look me right in the eyes. This is a huge hit, considering she has no reason to do this. I meet eyes with her and smile, and she turns around when she realizes she's busted.
I catch her looking at me five more times in the fifteen minutes before her family leaves. Sometimes she's turned somewhat so it's not so difficult, or obvious.
Her table is filled by guys, and then the one next to it opens up and is filled by a group of a mother, daughter and son, who are also playing (and later cheating at) trivioke. The daughter is one I find attractive, and she too starts in with the routine of turning 180 degrees to look at me, but she gets it under control when I catch her for the third time, and after that only does it when I walk past.
At that time, a table about 40 or 50 feet away opened up, and was quickly filled by a group of guys and their girlfriends. These guys are large, the sort who look like mountains and have no neck. Their girlfriends can't be more than 1/3rd their size, and one of these girls, lo and behold, is turning 135 degrees to look past her boyfriend's back and stare at me. I'm really socked at this point, not only because she's right there with her man, but because she's making no effort to hide what she's doing, from him OR me. Since she's taken, I commence ignoring her, but occasionally catch her looking from time to time regardless. The other girl across the table is looking at me too, but not as frequently.
Then the table behind them opens up and is again quickly filled, this time by two very attractive girls about 20 years old. One is a slender white brunette with short hair, and one is a little thicker mocha skinned and very beautiful mulatto girl. Think very nice body, but womanly. These two almost immediately set about drinking and before their meals have arrived at their tables, I get three eye locks with the white girl and five from Miss Mocha. And at first, Miss Mocha is trying to be subtle, but as I keep catching her and blatantly staring back into her eyes, her stares keep getting more and more blatant and lengthy. By the time we left, she was sitting there with her head in her hands, staring directly into my eyes for literally minutes on end. I was astounded.
Sadly, I wasn't in a position to do anything about it... but I know where I can find her. She no doubt attends the local college.
SM 2.0 seems to be getting me some serious attention. I just wish I was feeling the way to capitalize on it in the circumstances it's coming to me. This would be child's play if it weren't so public, but to get up and approach a table of women fifty feet away without even having a business card seems like it might be a bit creepy. I need to get myself invited to some parties.
So we go in right before trivioke starts and sit down and I'm looking around and noticing there isn't much in the way of female subjects that interest me. Not really a surprise, as this particular town I'm going to for this isn't known for having a lot of great women. There's one at the bar, attractive long haired blonde, sitting with her burly boyfriend, and there's a girl sitting with her family and that's about it.
The woman I came with is talking my ear off as usual, and I'm mostly paying attention, so that means I am mostly ignoring the blonde at the bar and the girl who's with her family... mostly the blonde, since she's with someone. Then I catch the girl there with her family do a 180 to look me right in the eyes. This is a huge hit, considering she has no reason to do this. I meet eyes with her and smile, and she turns around when she realizes she's busted.
I catch her looking at me five more times in the fifteen minutes before her family leaves. Sometimes she's turned somewhat so it's not so difficult, or obvious.
Her table is filled by guys, and then the one next to it opens up and is filled by a group of a mother, daughter and son, who are also playing (and later cheating at) trivioke. The daughter is one I find attractive, and she too starts in with the routine of turning 180 degrees to look at me, but she gets it under control when I catch her for the third time, and after that only does it when I walk past.
At that time, a table about 40 or 50 feet away opened up, and was quickly filled by a group of guys and their girlfriends. These guys are large, the sort who look like mountains and have no neck. Their girlfriends can't be more than 1/3rd their size, and one of these girls, lo and behold, is turning 135 degrees to look past her boyfriend's back and stare at me. I'm really socked at this point, not only because she's right there with her man, but because she's making no effort to hide what she's doing, from him OR me. Since she's taken, I commence ignoring her, but occasionally catch her looking from time to time regardless. The other girl across the table is looking at me too, but not as frequently.
Then the table behind them opens up and is again quickly filled, this time by two very attractive girls about 20 years old. One is a slender white brunette with short hair, and one is a little thicker mocha skinned and very beautiful mulatto girl. Think very nice body, but womanly. These two almost immediately set about drinking and before their meals have arrived at their tables, I get three eye locks with the white girl and five from Miss Mocha. And at first, Miss Mocha is trying to be subtle, but as I keep catching her and blatantly staring back into her eyes, her stares keep getting more and more blatant and lengthy. By the time we left, she was sitting there with her head in her hands, staring directly into my eyes for literally minutes on end. I was astounded.
Sadly, I wasn't in a position to do anything about it... but I know where I can find her. She no doubt attends the local college.
SM 2.0 seems to be getting me some serious attention. I just wish I was feeling the way to capitalize on it in the circumstances it's coming to me. This would be child's play if it weren't so public, but to get up and approach a table of women fifty feet away without even having a business card seems like it might be a bit creepy. I need to get myself invited to some parties.
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The scientist has a question to find an answer for. The pseudo-scientist has an answer to find a question for. ~ "Failure is the path of least persistence." - Chinese Fortune Cookie ~ Logic left. Emotion right. But thinking, straight ahead. ~ Sperate supra omnia in valorem. (The value of trust is above all else.) ~ Meowsomeness!