Did A Shot Off A Girl’s Tits (at her expense)

Here we go, my first FR with CCSD.

Date Occurred: August 21


Bar/club game was never strong point. When I was in a bar in Austin, I would fully revert back to an AFC. To make matters worse, I hadn’t opened any sets since I left Austin in late July. I went to Hard Rock on Thursday and felt both out of practice and out of my element. My game was weak and my confidence was shot. I had no idea what I would do to meet women in this city. I became depressed. Yesterday, I went to a bar with Fallout, Frankie, and a few others and the events that took place would give me new confidence.

The night started with a line. I joined Frankie in the guest list line to get in the club and met Fallout. After a few minutes, Fallout started gaming a 2set and was doing quite well. On Frankie’s orders, I moved into to wing him. Fallout introduced me with a good DHV and I started taking who I assumed to the obstacle (the one with glasses). A third girl walked in to the set and I assumed she was with the two girls so I started trying to talk to her as well. I got engaged in conversation with her and another guy, thinking I was handling more obstacles. It turns out that the girl was in our group. Oops! Sorry about that, Fallout.

Once we got inside AA hit so I did what I usually did in bars: got a drink. A few minutes later a girl (HB6.5) walked up next to me to order a drink. I figured it was now or never.

Me: Hey, what’s a good drink for me to order?
HB6.5: Long Island.
Me: How much is that?
HB6.5: $12
Me: Okay, thanks. But before I go, what was you name?
[We exchange names.]

After reuniting with Frankie and Fallout, the three of us decided to go to the roof and that’s when things started to pick up.

I decided to go with a genuine opinion opener: “What are some good places to party in San Diego? I just moved here two days ago.” Most of the sets were very helpful, but only two really stuck out.

Set 1: Party In My Pants

As I was opening another set with the opinion opener I listed above, I got was approached by another girl. I don’t know if she heard me opening other sets or if it was just coincidence.

Girl (HB8): I know a place you can party: my pants. (Looking back, she was wearing a dress and I could have teased her about it.)
Me [stunned]: I don’t know about any of that. I never got an invite to this party and I don’t want to crash it. (Fallout would later tell me I should have gone cocky-funny here).
Girl (laughing): I’ve always wanted to use that line.
Me: How about this one: There’s a party in my pants but no one came.
Girl (laughing): I don’t know if you should be using that one.

We talked for a bit more and I ejected. I was still suffering from shyness at this point.

Set 2: Case of the Overneg

I approached a 3set of blondes with my opener.

Blonde1: So where are you from?
Me: Texas.
Blonde1: Texas sucks. I’m sorry, but it does.
Me: Wow. [Places hands on her two friends] Okay, you girls are cool, but I don’t know about Blonde1.
[Blonde1 tried to get on my good side by singing “Deep in the Heart of Texas.” Instead of rewarding her for trying, I negged her again.]

Blonde2 pulled Blonde1 away after that and Blonde3 followed. That’s what I get for negging too hard. Oh well, I’ll get them next time.

I joined up with Frankie and Fallout again and went over my sets. Fallout and Frankie were both very helpful and cool guys. Don’t let anyone tell you differently. Fallout taught me how to reframe blowouts and Frankie was always leading us to sets (and getting us into clubs). It was after this that I got into the two most awesome sets of the night.

The Bachelorette Set:

On the way to the bar (to get some water), Frankie, Fallout, and I got mixed up in a group of girls having a Bachelorette party. I opened the bride-to-be (HB8), B2B, with “Congratulations!” She had a nice pair of boobs (this becomes important in a little bit).

B2B: Thanks!
Either Frankie or Fallout: When is the wedding?
B2B: October.
B2B (to me): Want to do a shot off my boobs?
Me: What?
One of the Other Girls: [Points to the shot-glass necklace on B2B] You can take a shot with that glass.
B2B: Yeah. You can take a shot while it’s in between my boobs.

This idea pleased me, but I didn’t want to pay money for the shot. So I thought of a better idea.

Me (to B2B): How about you pour some of your drink into the shot glass and I’ll take that. [B2B complied and poured some of her drink in the shot glass.]
B2B: Are you ready?
Me: Yep.
On of the Other Girls: You can’t use your hands, that’s the only rule.
Me: Fine by me. [I bent over and proceeded to suck the liquid out of the shot glass as it rested in between B2B’s beautiful breasts]

Fallout tried to take a picture, but he couldn’t get his camera out in time. It’s all good, man. We’ll get it next time.


The Grand Finale:

By this time, the roof had been closed off so I was stuck downstairs. While walking around downstairs, I spotted a tall, busty girl (HB7) standing at the bar. Tired of using opinion openers, I decided to go direct like Asian Playboy.

Me: I know this is totally inappropriate, but I think you are gorgeous.
Busty: Thank you. That’s not inappropriate at all, that’s really nice.
[We fluffed for a bit]
Busty: I have to go find my friends.
Me: Before you go [points to cheek].
Busty: [kisses my cheek]
Me: [returns the favor and point to my lips]
Busty: [almost does it, but she backed down at the last second]

Darn, but it’s better than I usually do in bars so I can’t complain.

Overall, the night gave me my confidence back. After the first few approaches, it was easy to open and reopen sets. I am no longer afraid to run game in bars, and I have the support of Frankie and Fallout to thank for it. I’m thinking at a later time I’m going to check out Pacific Beach. Stingaree and Hard Rock are nice, but the crowds are older and I like younger girls. Don’t get me wrong, I will go wherever CCSD goes, but my solo project will be Pacific Beach.