Two Nights Of Cock-Blockery: Brit Girl Field Report


Thursday nights are usually the beginning of the weekend for me.

I party and night game from Thursday-Sunday. This has been a customary trend of mines for over 12 years now.

I’ve been going out literally every weekend (from Thursday) for the last 13 years: sick, injured, thunderstorm, doesn’t matter, Kenny must hit the bar or club.

Anyway, so the British chick whom I’d picked up some days ago but didn’t get to Day2 with because of other plans on my part, we loosely agreed to meet up Thursday night @ a designated karaoke joint.

I got there early as usual, doing my usual stuff, chatting with loads of women.

I happened to look across the street and spotted the Brit chick surrounded by a pack of other females.

“Dammit”, I said to myself!

I then knew that I was potentially in for some troubleshooting since there are external obstacles in the mix.

Long story short, the Thursday night ended just as I expected: her girlfriends cock-blocked me when I tried to pull around 3:30 AM.

Fast forward to last night: Friday night, I hit her up.

[My texts in green]

I hit back up the same bar which I went to the Thursday night. This was about 7:30 PM (I go out early).

She hits me up after 11 PM that she was on her way…but with her GF’s. 😦

I was livid again!

“Can’t believe this! Two night in a frikkin’ row”!

Here’s the thing too: women hardly ever got out alone. So always expect this to happen whenever gaming girls during nightlife settings.

We managed to meet and chitchat and flirted some. But at every turn, her friends would snatch her away or convince her to go dance.

By all means I did befriend the friends. But it wasn’t solid enough to have an impact.

Long story short: I end up not seeing her for much of the night since I was gaming other girls.

I eventually picked up some chick whom I was caressing the entire night.

I tried to take her home but she freaked out when we got half way.

I texted her the next morning (this morning).

[My texts in green]

Anyway, if you don’t know the story behind how I met this Brit chick, then scroll back a few posts from days ago.

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