This blog is about my past experiences on the dating and pick-up scene. Some will make you smile. Some will make you laugh. Others will make you sick. But they are all true. Only the names and locations have been changed to protect the innocent (and not so innocent). This was at the university bar. I saw this girl (21 years old) walking around alone on the dance floor as if looking for someone. She looked totally wasted. But I don't approach her right away.

She was cute enough. Not stellar but certainly passable. I asked her how she's doing and how things are going that night at the club. But I can barely understand what she's saying since she's slurring so badly (very drunk). So not getting anywhere with her verbally I just lead her to the dance floor. She kept putting up token resistance to almost all my advances and kept mumbling about how a lot of people she knows are going to see her. But whatever, I just kept plowing forward.

Later I take her to a quieter part of the club and we talk some more. She would occasionally say "Just lead" as I would suggest a venue change, like bar to dance floor. We walk outside the nightclub and we make out a bit there, since she said she didn't want anyone that she knows to see her. She then asks something like "What next?" And I say "We go to my place", and she says (again) "Lead on". I walk with her to the parking lot area where the cabs are and she sees her friends.

We finally get back to my place and we make ourselves comfortable. I then start kissing her and escalate physically (rubbing her breasts and then her p*ssy area with her clothes still on). Then all of a sudden she becomes very still. Her eyes are closed. Her lips aren't moving. And I'm still kissing her. She passed out! I couldn't do anything now. All I could do was pull myself together and try to wake her up from time to time. But no dice. She was out like a light.