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Tuesday, May 17, 2005 (Continued)
I arrived at the designated time. A couple of the group's girls were waiting for me just inside the driveway. They jumped in my car and directed me where to drive.
The motel had a large building, presumably with some rooms, the restaurant, and whatever other facilities would be open to everyone. It also had several detached bungalows scattered around the grounds, one of which I was directed to drive to.
The bungalow was like a small, luxurious house. Even better, as it contained sixteen good looking, prettily dressed girls. We did all the greetings stuff, including doing some introductions because - to my amusement - I didn't know who two of the girls were. They hadn't even turned up at any of the recent mass lunches so had never talked to me or even seen me talking to other people. They were willing to compete to date me, even though we'd had zero contact with each other! Not that I knew much more about the girls whose names I did know, because I'd had so little to do with them all year that their names was about all I knew.
While the introductions were going on, I happily noticed some very nice smells. My reaction had been noticed, so I was then introduced to the kitchen. It was very small, which mattered not, because it already contained a large pile of food, including several pizza boxes. I smiled happily. It may not have been as impressive an effort as Chloe's home cooked pizza, but there's nothing wrong with delivered pizza (nothing whatsoever!).
I was then taken to see what would be the backyard if this had been an ordinary house. It was a small fenced off area that contained a large hot tub.
"We've booked the bungalow for the night. This is our date: to feed you your favorite food and to have a hot tub party. We figure we can all squeeze in together. You don't mind a squeeze, do you?" She rubbed her body up against mine, laughing.
I smiled while saying, "I'll do my best to put up with the inconvenience."
I was given the rest of the tour, the master bedroom being particularly pointed out, "Just in case you want to use it later." Said with an anticipatory look in her eye, which wasn't going to do her any good.
This should have been a near-ideal date - pizza and girls in bikinis! - but I was already getting some negative impressions. There was too much overt sexuality going on (and I CAN'T believe I'm complaining about that!), most of the girls seemed far too sure of themselves, except a few that seemed sullen and annoyed, there was music playing too loudly from a portable stereo, and I'd seen far too many bottles of alcohol.
A small amount of beer or wine would've been fine, but not as much as they had, and especially not the top-shelf spirits. Everybody getting tipsy or drunk would greatly reduce my ability to get to know their personalities. I've got nothing against bikini-clad girls getting drunk (I used to pray for exactly that), but this wasn't the time. I only just realized it now, but there will be VERY few times that are the right time for me to drink alcohol, as I'll have to be EXTREMELY cautious with it. It'd be a disaster if I got tipsy and decided to impress a room full of people. My having to avoid drugs and alcohol is probably the only aspect of my having special abilities that Mom will be 100% happy with, when I tell her. I'll save mentioning it for the next time she expresses some unhappiness over something I'm doing.
We started by eating. There wasn't room for seventeen people around the barely six-seater dining table, so people sat all over the place. Dinner was reasonably enjoyable, as they looked after me well, bringing me whatever I wanted - I turned down booze, sticking to coke - and the girls circulated, so I got a chance to talk with all of them.
There were some things that didn't go so well. The loud stereo was too loud. I could hear my conversations okay, but I couldn't hear what other people in the room were saying to each other (eavesdropping, if you like, but helpful for me to get to know them). I had already decided not to ask for mistakes to be corrected on pipeline dates. If they asked me what I thought of the stereo volume, I'd tell them; but they didn't ask, so I didn't tell, and it stayed too loud.
There was a considerable amount of heavy sexual flirting from most of the girls (which, bizarrely, I still considered a negative), and quite a lot of competitiveness. For example, they were often taking personal credit for every aspect of the date they could lay claim to, including some things other girls objected to. The more aggressively competitive girls often squeezed out the weaker-willed girls, pushing them to the rear and ignoring them. It wasn't the best of dates, even with all the pizza (alcohol and heavy sexuality can be inappropriate at times, but pizza is ALWAYS wonderful).
After dinner was cleared away, we were told to move to the hot tub. I received several offers to help me undress, all of which I turned down.
The pizza had provided a gastronomic pleasure, but otherwise dinner had been unpleasant. Sixteen girls in small swimsuits provided a visual pleasure, but otherwise the post-dinner period was unpleasant too.
I soon found out that their idea of "hot tub party" was a "hot tub PARTY!" That would have been great at other times, such as my intended soccer team party, but it was a pretty bad idea at a "Get To Know You" date. The stereo and booze had been brought to the backyard, and there was a great deal of flirting and revelry. It even seemed forced, I thought. I didn't throw cold water on their activities, instead remaining neutral to let them do as they wished.
I wasn't actually having a bad time (a dozen almost naked girls were very sexually flirting with me!), I just thought they were stupid as it was the wrong sort of behavior for a first pipeline date. They clearly hadn't listened to what Julia had said about me at the lunches because this behavior contradicted almost everything Julia had said about what I liked. The only thing they got right was the pizza. They were way too competitive against each other, which was probably the worst thing they could do; and they were arrogant, which was the second worst thing. I hate arrogance anyway, and I shuddered at the thought of any girl being arrogant toward me in front of Julia.
They were arrogantly assuming that they'd be able to twist me around their little fingers just by flirting with me, and that the sexiest flirter would win. A few months ago they would've blown me away and their tactic would have totally worked, but now I simply enjoyed it while thinking they were stupid. Most of them were putting so much effort into being the best flirter that they didn't have time to do anything else. Except for the half dozen girls who'd decided that they didn't have what it takes to play that game, so they sat on the far side of the tub or didn't bother getting into it at all, and either tuned out or sulked.
Some of their stupidity was very unpleasant, such as two of them arguing over what CD to play next, but most of it was tolerable. I sat back and watched with a small, polite smile on my face, responding to their comments and actions as seemed reasonable.
There was one behavior I didn't let them get away with. The first time a breast 'accidentally' fell out of a bikini top I told the owner to put it back. She did so giggling, even though I was frowning. It didn't take very long before another girl had the same accident. I managed to get them to turn the stereo off while I told them that the rules for tonight were for no sex. I considered bare breasts to be over that line, so if it happened again the girl would be red-carded for breaking the rule. That sowed quite a lot of confusion, as boys weren't supposed to behave that way, and using sex as bait was the sole strategy of all of the girls that were trying.
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Just in case you think I've developed a sudden aversion to large, naked female breasts, I'd better explain some of my earlier thinking.
I had already decided that this group was almost certainly doomed; competitiveness, arrogance and stupidity do NOT make for good girlfriends! Sadly, not even if they have large breasts that keep falling out of their bikini tops. They were insultingly treating me as if I were stupid and easily manipulated, and the last thing I want is a girlfriend who thinks she has power over me. I didn't know any of these girls hardly at all, so I didn't care about red-carding them. There was even a benefit in doing so, because if I got rid of a whole group, that'd free up some of my time to play with a girl of my choosing. So - not to put too fine a point on it - Group 1B was screwed, once I'd had some more pizza.
There were really only two outstanding issues: whether any of the girls were worth being eliminated with only a yellow card, and how to get the best possible message out to all the other girls at school. I decided the second issue was best achieved by making sure there were several yellow-carded girls, as they'd have more reason to talk about this date, helping to spread the messages I'd plant.
There were about ten or eleven girls who were competitive flirters, and six or five who were passive (one girl couldn't make up her mind which category she was in). My initial position was that I would red card the flirters and yellow card the passive girls, but it was easy to see that was too simplistic. One of the passive girls was sulking very unpleasantly, so she was firmly placed on the red card list.
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