some time ago i went with one of my friends to 'the venue' nightclub on granville street. i think of him as a friend, but only in that we sometimes have conversations in class, he encouraged me to be his 'wingman' because his usual friend was sick, but he still wanted to have sex with strangers. anyway, i have never been there, but my friend said that the women were easy to have sex with. my friend had particularly good 'game' and had no trouble talking to the women there. he told me that it was easy, all you have to do walk up to one (rare) or two of them at the bar and say "[generic greeting]
, my name's [my name] , [generic question with joke] " so i said okay and went for it. i met two girls, hanna, who was white with brown hair, with some okay tits (she was not wearing very many clothes) and ashra (i think that's how you spell it) who was east indian, her tits were okay too, and she was slim.
i cant remember much of the conversation, but i did a lot of talking and they laughed a bit. hanna laughed more than ashra, ashra didn't seem like she was having a good time, but hanna was touching my hand and stuff, but she indicated to me that she had the iq of a brick. my boner was at a mere 15%, so i no longer wanted to have sex with her.
my friend was doing okay as well, he found a nice looking lady and went off with her, probably to have sex, he looked very happy. i gave hanna and ashra some sort of generic goodbye, hanna seemed very surprised - somewhat upset - for some reason.
i saw my friend again a few days later at school.
'so what happened after the other night?' i asked him.
'we walked to my car, parked around the corner and had sex, how about you?'
'i left shortly after you -'
'nice, how was it? the white girl, right?' he interjected.
'i left by myself.'
'why dude? you looked like you had her in the bag'
'she seemed kinda dumb, my boner was at only 15%'
'oh, i kinda understand man, i can only make my final move if my boner at least 70%' i was happy that we agreed on quantified boner values.
our conversation went elsewhere after that. i would have raised some arguments, but i didn't want to make him feel bad.
a lot of men make a big deal about being able to have sex with strangers at a nightclub. surely women go to nightclubs with a sexual intent. many of them have told me that they just 'want to go out dancing' but they often end up having sex with another stranger.
if someone is partially drunk on alcohol, low intelligence, and horny, then i can only assume that it should be easy for anyone to convince them to have sex. on that note, it was mostly the fact that hanna seemed like a total skank that i wasn't interested in her. as i was walking out of the club, i wondered how many penises had been in her vagina. i felt somewhat disgusted, and unclean.
i didn't go with my friend the next time he asked me. i told him i didn't want to have sex with club skanks. he understood me, and didn't ask me again, which im okay with. he dropped the course a few weeks later.