This story is the follow-up from that young Syrian lad I met (for further context, see Example Of How A Young Man Learns from A Heartbreak )

I forgot how he told me how he met this girl, but for some reason, she asked him if he could pick her up from the shisha bar she was at. And so he did.

They eventually kissed in the car, and he found himself at her place. They were messing about and eventually ended up in bed.

He was spooning her and grabbing her tits and ass. She had a top and shorts.

So he took off the top, no pushback.

He took off the shorts, still no pushback.

By then, his dick was knocking on the door of the girl’s ass cheeks.

So he thought, let’s seal the deal. And when he tried to pull off the panties, the pushback came:

“No, I don’t do this on the first meet.”

He was telling me what was going on in his head:

“She has been ok with me touching her from everywhere, and now she is blocking me. I was like Bruv, you can’t do this to me.”

I asked him:

“What did you say?”

He responded to the girl:

“Why?”

And I am smacking my head, but I don’t blame the poor chap. What guidance does he have? This was when I realised I took more enjoyment in mentoring him on what to do and what not to do rather than chasing poon that night.

“Let me guess, you fumbled it.”

“Yes, but what could I have said?”.

“You withdraw and agree with her: “Of course not, you have too lusty a mind.”

“But I have my dick out literally on her.”

“Remember, girls love to be lied to so they can lie to themselves better; you are just providing her with the material to enable you to get what you want.”

“Why do I have to lie to her?”

“Because she does not want to feel like a slut, and she must feel it just happened, and then you escalate again, and you will see her panties will fall off, and you will reach the promised lands.”

This actually opened another can of worms.

“You know, I asked her body count.”

And I am smacking my head again.

“Well, what did she say?”

“70”

“70???”

“No seventeen”

“How old was she?”

“22”

“Mate, don’t ever bother asking a girl her body count; she will lie, and you won’t get much from it.”

“She asked me first.”

“What did you respond?”

“I lied” (I did not ask him the number)

“Never give her a clear number - just deflect - ‘too many to count, too little to remember’ - you have got to keep the mystery”

“And I thought of these 17 guys, she must have given it on the first night for sure, at her age, so I asked her how come this number. She admitted to it, like when she was on holiday in Ibiza….I was really pissed off. She was giving me the “I don’t do that on the first night”, and she then admitted to that.”

“Yeah, very insulting, I know, but keep that in mind: girls will tell you that BS, never believe them. Remember what I said about not taking them seriously.”

“I asked her, how come she fucked some guys like that and not me” (smacking my head again - anchoring how butthurt he was to the girl)

She responded:

“I was having fun, and it was the holidays.”

He responded to her:

“So the first bloke who made a move you fucked”

“No, only if I found him attractive”.

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LESSONS:

1) She does not want to feel like a slut.

2) You lie to her, don’t take what she says at Face Value, and repeat what you did before the pushback after a little break.

3) You don’t ask her body count, nor should you give yours away - deflect - use my line if you want.

4) She most likely asked his body count first because, from her original pushback, she assumed he was not experienced.

5) She is not doing it with you on the first night, but be sure she did it with someone else, but don’t ask why.

If you missed one in the past, don’t sweat over it - learn your lesson to calibrate better for the future.

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