Tuesday March 13th (Cont'd)
So the girl who texted me, asking me if I wanted to go Bowling on Monday- She's actually a former plate of mine who popped up recently and randomly out of no where trying to get back into my life. Later that afternoon, she texted me again asking if I wanted to go out for Karaoke tonight. Her friend wanted her to invite people, and since 'I'm people,' she threw the invite out my way. I enjoy Karaoke immensely, so I said sure. She also sent me a picture of her friend, who had massive tits, so I couldn't say no to that.
Fast forward to that evening, I manage to get to her place around 8:30 PM, before they got back home from whatever errands they were running. The former plate sent me a message saying I could go ahead inside and help myself to the booze in the fridge; funny she left the door unlocked, but whatever. I went in and helped myself to a drink. They finally came in, and started to get ready and 'doll up' for the evening at the bar for Karaoke.
Observations I had- The her friend was a little overweight. Seemed pretty shy around me. My former plate was already talking and speaking as if us fucking was already going to be a sure thing. I asked her about her friend in private and she said she had a boyfriend; I asked, "So?" She said I really didn't want to mess aroudn with that because she had herpes. I said "Oh" and immediately lost interest in her.
My former plate pays for the uber for us to get to the bar. Once we get in, I get myself a Scotch neat with a few drops of water, and notice a cutie in glasses was looking over at me, kind of stealing glances here and there (IOIs). The little group and I get our drinks and look over to the cutie in glasses and smile to her as I walk away, giving her a wink. She smiles back to me, at which point I immediately point my hand towards her and say "You're cute," and continue on my way. Her smile glows a bit further.
We sit at a table in the other room/area of the bar where they're holding Karaoke, and we sign up. I notice the chick from earlier enters this room with a friend, and stand over by the bar area. I can tell she notices me. After I sing my song, the friend of my former plate starts to go and sing her song. My former plate follows her to record her on camera.
I take this moment to move up to the gal and her friend and start talking to her; introducing myself, getting both of their names. I tell her a really corny pickup line joke to which they both laugh and respond positively to. I say something to the effect of, "We should hang out sometime, let me get your number." So, I get her number and bant a little bit with the two. My friends return to the table and I excuse myself and say I'll return later.
I talk to my former plate and mention how I just got a number. At first, I see a hint of jealousy that I went out and started getting numbers, but then it quickly turns into one of amusement where she makes a contest out of it on seeing who can collect the most numbers tonight. I shrug and say sure.
She goes and gets numbers from two chicks, one of them not my type but the other is pretty cute, and then some short azn dude, who honestly, looked like a bit of an incel, not to be mean. They were all part of a friend group.
I move to collect a number from an hb9 hottie who was a few inches shorter than me. At first she was apprehensive to my approach, but I pressed on, banted for a moment with her two friends (Another female and a guy), and was eventually able to collect her number before I was called up to go up to sing again.
When I sat back down, my former plate had the people she had collected numbers from join the table. I was still at 2. Somewhere near the middle of our having a conversation, I flirt a bit with one of the newcomers and eventually get her number as well, so now we're even at 3 (Although, my former plate argued it wasn't fair and didn't count because she had already received her number
). It was fairly easy to get this one because of social proof and preselection. 
Anyway, we're getting a bit tired and it's getting late; my former plate is ready to go, although her friend wants to stay behind to hang out some more.
She calls up an uber again for us, and I go home with the former plate and fuck her, spinning her back up again as a plate which brings me up to four plates total at the moment.
So, collected three numbers at the bar that night, and got laid. Not a bad night.
So the girl who texted me, asking me if I wanted to go Bowling on Monday- She's actually a former plate of mine who popped up recently and randomly out of no where trying to get back into my life. Later that afternoon, she texted me again asking if I wanted to go out for Karaoke tonight. Her friend wanted her to invite people, and since 'I'm people,' she threw the invite out my way. I enjoy Karaoke immensely, so I said sure. She also sent me a picture of her friend, who had massive tits, so I couldn't say no to that.
Fast forward to that evening, I manage to get to her place around 8:30 PM, before they got back home from whatever errands they were running. The former plate sent me a message saying I could go ahead inside and help myself to the booze in the fridge; funny she left the door unlocked, but whatever. I went in and helped myself to a drink. They finally came in, and started to get ready and 'doll up' for the evening at the bar for Karaoke.
Observations I had- The her friend was a little overweight. Seemed pretty shy around me. My former plate was already talking and speaking as if us fucking was already going to be a sure thing. I asked her about her friend in private and she said she had a boyfriend; I asked, "So?" She said I really didn't want to mess aroudn with that because she had herpes. I said "Oh" and immediately lost interest in her.
My former plate pays for the uber for us to get to the bar. Once we get in, I get myself a Scotch neat with a few drops of water, and notice a cutie in glasses was looking over at me, kind of stealing glances here and there (IOIs). The little group and I get our drinks and look over to the cutie in glasses and smile to her as I walk away, giving her a wink. She smiles back to me, at which point I immediately point my hand towards her and say "You're cute," and continue on my way. Her smile glows a bit further.
We sit at a table in the other room/area of the bar where they're holding Karaoke, and we sign up. I notice the chick from earlier enters this room with a friend, and stand over by the bar area. I can tell she notices me. After I sing my song, the friend of my former plate starts to go and sing her song. My former plate follows her to record her on camera.
I take this moment to move up to the gal and her friend and start talking to her; introducing myself, getting both of their names. I tell her a really corny pickup line joke to which they both laugh and respond positively to. I say something to the effect of, "We should hang out sometime, let me get your number." So, I get her number and bant a little bit with the two. My friends return to the table and I excuse myself and say I'll return later.
I talk to my former plate and mention how I just got a number. At first, I see a hint of jealousy that I went out and started getting numbers, but then it quickly turns into one of amusement where she makes a contest out of it on seeing who can collect the most numbers tonight. I shrug and say sure.
She goes and gets numbers from two chicks, one of them not my type but the other is pretty cute, and then some short azn dude, who honestly, looked like a bit of an incel, not to be mean. They were all part of a friend group.
I move to collect a number from an hb9 hottie who was a few inches shorter than me. At first she was apprehensive to my approach, but I pressed on, banted for a moment with her two friends (Another female and a guy), and was eventually able to collect her number before I was called up to go up to sing again.
When I sat back down, my former plate had the people she had collected numbers from join the table. I was still at 2. Somewhere near the middle of our having a conversation, I flirt a bit with one of the newcomers and eventually get her number as well, so now we're even at 3 (Although, my former plate argued it wasn't fair and didn't count because she had already received her number
). It was fairly easy to get this one because of social proof and preselection. Anyway, we're getting a bit tired and it's getting late; my former plate is ready to go, although her friend wants to stay behind to hang out some more.
She calls up an uber again for us, and I go home with the former plate and fuck her, spinning her back up again as a plate which brings me up to four plates total at the moment.
So, collected three numbers at the bar that night, and got laid. Not a bad night.
"A man who loves women is loved by women."
