I sprayed 2 sprays of Instant Shine x2 on my head, 2 sprays of a314 behing each ear, and 2 sprays of tuth on my chest and went into a nightclub.
I went up to one girl and asked her: “Do I look like I am gay?” She said I do a little bit. I told her the gayest cunt I know wont leave me alone. She then ran her fingers through my hair to make it spiky, straightened my glasses and pulled my slevees up. I think her BF saw this happen from a few metres away.
On the part of the dancefloor where I went to have a dance, it was not exactly crowded, and one girl was dancing just a foot away from me and about 2 metres from her friends for a fair while. During the time I was out there, one male came up and shook my hand because he wanted to meet me. He seemed a trendy fellow to me. Not many people ever did this before.
This nightclub has a lounge along one wall. I went and sat there as I text messaged my friend I came with, who I had lost sight of. One girl, a HB 6, came up and sat next to me and placed her hand on my crotch, but before I could say “hands off you can’t touch this for free!” she was away again. Sitting there another girl, an extrovert, asked me 2 questions as she was jumping up and down around with the attention span of a meat ant. She had a tattoo of some kind of saying above her buttocks. She showed it off a few times to a few people, but she made sure of me taking one look of it at least by standing right in front of me not far away one of those times. Another girl, who knew the two girls seated next to me on the lounge, came and sat down between them and me, and she wanted to know my name. I said: “I can’t tell you, you might be a stalker”. If I had more practiced and advanced conversation skills, I could have kept advancing with this one I feel.
The world is so much kinder to you on Androtics.