Zagreb Friday

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I wake Friday morning. Phoneless, eyeless (contacts removed), covered in fuck and with no money. just my little key cam. I fuck Jelly a few times, have brekkie with her and leave. I leave at 11:30, half an hour after the supossed ’very Balkan man’ was due to turn up. I don’t think he existed.

As I left the Soviet style building, I did see an angry looking, heavy set Croat man bound into the lobby and head up the stairs. I doubt it was him, but in my mind it was nice to think it might be.

I jumped the tram and headed back to Spyder’s. I got back around 1pm. I did fuck all for the rest of the day. Krauser predicted it, telling Spyder ’now he’s got a lay he’ll do nothing but sit around and drink beer for the day’. I did. It was a good day.

That night we went out and Krauser was on it big time. This was Krauser’s night, I was just a passenger. I was current F Town and he couldn’t stand for that. He was opening sets left right and centre. His night game is great to watch. It’s pure cocky Alpha bastard, but a bit tongue in cheek. So the girl never knows if he is serious or not.  It’s Tucker Max, if Tucker Max was real. When Jelly turned up he tore me to shreds with DLV spikes for about half an hour. We were rolling in laughter. It was relentless. I’d already closed my girl and had a tight bond with her so it doesn’t matter at this point.

I filmed a lot of the night but got none of the gold. You see him losing a two set (my fault, I thought they had agreed to follow us to a bar and it turns out we were supposed to be following them) as Jelly leads us to another bar. We do hundreds of sets. There will be some mistakes.

We get in the other bar and I am getting IOIs off a blonde. She talks to me, all over me. Jelly storms out. I have to balance – another F close, an easy one as well, or keep friends with Jelly. To be honest, it was an easy decision. Jelly is a class girl. I wasn’t about to drop her on her arse just to fuck a drunk blonde. I made this clear to Jelly, brought her back into the bar and turned the set over to Krauser.

Spyder moved in. His days with us seemingly had taught him nothing. He leant into her asking questions, she leant back with her knee raised. He was there an hour. I don’t think at all he was up for gaming her. I do think he was practicing his game though. He didn’t stand a chance and there‘s no room for sympathy. Wing rules. It’s my set. If it’s not my set, it defaults to my wing, who in this case was Krauser.

So Krauser hopped around, negging and easing the blonde, DHVing in earshot, showing people sex videos of him and his girlfriends on his phone. Eventually he ust dragged blonde on tp of his knee, escalated her and fucked her. Textbook.  The only people in the bar that knew what was going on were Kraser and I. From the minute the set was turned over Krauser worked her into his bed.
It was a fun night. I don’t think I stopped laughing. K was on form. His voice could be heard above everyone’s in every bar, saying the most outrageous things.  The bit when Jelly was all over me and all I could hear was Krau shouting ‘OOWWWWWWW OWWWWWWW OWWW THAT HURT’S’ as the blonde is biting his ear was comedy.

Day Five:

Opens: 1

Closes: 0

Dates: 0

In orbit: 1 (Jelly, Model and Ewok)

Open to Close ratio: 0%

Lays: 0

Notes: Took Jelly back to Spyder‘s but didn‘t fuck her. Just enjoyed having her beautiful feminine energy in my arms.