Elvis and Me get the girl!

I’ve noticed that as you progress a woman through multiple stages of emotions they start to grasp at things that are important in their lives. Like the hostess yesterday! We were just gaming her without any SOI’s or anything that could be considered as hitting on her, but all the same tight-game. She suddenly mentioned her boyfriend. It is evident that the game was working and neither I nor Massentropy even bothered to react, but immediately plowed further. She even let us feed the nurse shark. For a few minutes I thought Massentropy had fallen in and was about to be eaten alive, but he successfully escaped unscathed. Thank God for egg-rolls!

After eating and resting I didn’t think I wanted to go out last night. I decided maybe a cup of coffee from the old BuckyStars would help. So there’s this HB8 in Millington that I like. She’s smart and always is smiling, which if you don’t know is a turn on. Anyway I always get to run game, but never get to close her, either because her boss is there, or I’m just to chicken-shit. Well I said to myself that I was going to close her by all things Squishy and pink.

History: She is 18 years old and about to transfer to the new store by the Olive Garden at 240 and Poplar. She will be attending University of Memphis in the fall. I know exactly where the store is but she promised me a hand drawn map. The first one was a mess, so I made her redo it last night. There was a lot of push-pull and take aways. Great solid game.

So last night the hottest little Manager in the store was chatting away to me. She is a very HB8.9 easy and usually is pleasant, but never talkative, but last night 20 minutes talking easy. All the while, my girl, was behind her making drinks. I got the feeling it was an “interview.” I qualified and did good, never answering the questions right.

After that I used the ESP routine routine on my girl and she got both numbers wrong. I accused her of not being able to do anything right. Lots of BHRR going on. Classic game that Mystery would have been proud of.

Just then Typical AMOG occurred as athletic black guy, he drives crotch rocket and works there is behind her looking over her shoulder. I got the feeling he was trying to intervene on my girls behalf. I recognized and before he could say anything I pounced with questions. What kind of bike? How long you been riding? Through my ingenious line of questioning I got him to tell me the story of when he first started riding (recently) of how scared he was and how he needed a class. Fucking brilliant JunkyFungus!

I could have gotten the number from her right there, but HB 8.9 manager was around and that’s against BuckyStars rules, so I did a hey do you have MySpace, which she replied yes. I told her to write her MySpace name down and she was like well I can’t remember it, like there was LMR on the close, but I pushed the paper forward like an Alpha expecting it would and she cheerfully said oh well here’s my email and you can search me that way. I said cool and talked for a few more minutes. I had to leave to go call Massentropy and let him know of the game I just ran.

I was so fucking happy it was awesome. Another close of an 18 year old. I wrote a FR on VAH forum of a number close I did earlier this summer before the Lair. I got to F-close that girl and I’m sure the same will happen here. The difference here though is this girl is attending school local and that means hot friends. Damn boys we are going to have some fun.