FR: Tainted Brazilian Shithead
The Open
At 1 AM I close a black (Afro-Brazillian?) chick with no LMR thanks to my masterful archetype-maxxed frame... *ahem* Uhh, I mean game... and then head back to catch up with the boys. I see one of the guys open a two set and I run in. His type is more the grounded "hotter" girls while mine leans to the vibey "cuter" type. They match our types, and both speak perfect English, which is rare here. So I really want this girl.
The Rooftop
Quickly my wing pitches to both to check out our rooftop, which his girl agrees. I take my girl along. We head up and to my surprise, another guy from the house is there with some girls. My wing leads the two girls away from that group, and then I move my girl to another side of the roof and sit her down with me on a bench. Just some standard vibing, with my arm wrapped behind her upper back and hand on her other shoulder. I peek over to my wing and he seems to be moving quicker to me to light kissing.
The other group leaves, which we all notice and our group of 4 merges. We all move to the indoors part of the rooftop and grab a drink from the fridge. My wing's girl mentions that she has to pee. I mention there's a bathroom here, but realize that's probably a mistake - my wing can use this opportunity to take his girl to a downstairs bathroom while me and my girl would be isolated up here.
The Downstairs
My wing looks at his phone, and to my surprise mentions he's gotta run and bails down. I'm left with both girls. I pitch my bedroom's bathroom, and take both girls down. My wing's girl uses the bathroom, and I peek over at my girl - with me and her now alone in my bedroom, her body language is telling me she's not comfortable yet. I continue to vibe until my wing's girl emerges. I take them both to our outside patio.
Outside, I see why my wing left - he's vibing with a skinnier, hot blonde Paris-Hilton-looking girl to wing another guy. Must have gotten a text from him. Myself and the two girls all notice this, and the mood shifts..
Battle Tyme
My (former) wing's girl gets upset and starts pacing around the patio frustrated. My girl starts to get testy with me:
"So did you meet anyone special at the party last week?"
I met a lot of people last week. And everyone's special in their own way
"That's not what I meant. Did you meet a girl?"
Right now I want this to be about me and you right now. The past is the past
"If you met someone, just tell me about it"
Why are you so insistent?
“Why can’t you just tell me?”
Fine. I met a cute girl and we had a good time together
"And what happened since them?"
Well she didn't show up to this party. So I guess that's it
"Did you text her?"
If she wanted to come, she'd come
"You should text a girl about your week"
That's not what happens in New York
Thankfully, this thread diffuses the battle by pushing it towards Brazilian vs US dating dynamics. The upset friend returns and talks to my girl.
"She wants to go to <some club I assume>. Come with us."
Fuck. I make something up
I can't. I'm in charge of the house tonight. I can't leave
"She's upset that <former wing> is with another girl"
Hmm, that's unfortunate but that's not an excuse for me to leave. Just stay and enjoy yourselves here
This was a weak as fuck handling of this objection, and I thought it was lost at this point. But luckily, the upset girl moves to talk to two girls who were on the patio. My girl continues to be testy with me. I accuse her of being manipulative of the narrative, which she tries to flip back to me. We battle over this for a bit.
In the middle of the battle she asks a question, but I tell her I have to go the bathroom and for her to come and then I'll answer. She says she'll stay here, which I counter "there's no reason we can't continue this conversation as we walk. you'll be bored if you stay".
'I grab her hand and walk her up to my bedroom. I diffused the tension by playfully making fun of her heels, explaining that sneakers are superior for walking. Form vs function playful argument.
The Bedroom (Night)
In the bedroom bathroom I pee and then go out and sit on the edge of my bed. She's standing and says okay let's go. I counter that the AC is good here let's chill for a few minutes before heading back. I rebuild a vibe for a bit, but she gets a call from her friend and we both head back to the patio. The girls reunite, and I vibe with both, before my girl says she has to pee. I tell her friend to wait and I'll take my girl to the bathroom. No objections from either to this - I assume the vibe was chill enough.
I take my girl back to my bedroom. She uses the bathroom, and I position myself in the corner of the bedroom farthest from the door. As soon as she gets out, I ask her what she thinks of the place. She's forced to come closer to me to talk, away from the door. Eventually she sits on the edge of bed.
After a few minutes, I stand up and try to shove her down, but she physically resists. I laugh it off and pivot to roll myself and lay on the bed next to her. Eventually, she stops sitting up and falls back to lay down next to me.
She's being testy still, accusing me of lying about needing to stay here because I'm alone with her in my bed right now. I counter by saying I'm only needed for emergencies and if I get a call I'll have to leave. She says she doesn't believe me.
I roll over to straddle her, saying "Can't you just shut up and trust me so we can enjoy this moment?" I bend down and finally makeout before backing off.
We vibe a bit more and I wait a bit before pulling the same roll -> straddle play. I take my shirt off this time.
"Why are you taking off your shirt?"
It's getting hot I want to be more comfortable
I continue to vibe / try to escalate, but she's starfishing me. She has a difficult dress so I comment that girls in NY don't really wear dresses to parties. But she's not getting the hint. I talk about sneakers again, and this time she asks to take her heels off. I do so, and a bit later she asks for a massage. I pull her dress down, but she's still starfishing me.
Eventually I get it off with nothing left but her. She had hinted that she likes choking at some point earlier and pulls my hands towards her neck. I choke her and use the opportunity to finger-bang her under her panties. Unfortunately I don't have a lot of experience choking, so the mental focus needed to perform it / calibrate to her body language becomes a boner-killer. I can feel her contractions and she pushes my hand out of her pussy.
She's still starfishing me and my boner is also dead. I'm more mad at myself this point and just decide to try to Day 2 her. She texts her friend and luckily neither have issue, so "we" go to sleep.
The Bedroom (Morning)
I am merely pretending to sleep. It gives me time t text the NY veterans about the situation and ask for advice.
Not many people are up except for Lean who ribs me "Why you let bitches sleep over if you didn't bang lol". Wonderful. But another guy in a different time-zone gives the practical advice to sus out the objection by asking why she doesn't want to fuck.
My alarm goes off in an hour and a half which wakes both us up. It's cold now, so I say "Why it so cold" and bear hug her from behind and start to grope her. That + morning wood and now I feel ready. I pull the sheets over us and pull down her panties. No resistance but she asks I have a rubber. I grab my last one, come back, and then close.
No debrief now - I'll include this experience in a retrospective post on "Brazil vs NYC Game Compared" when I leave in a couple months