Park Sets, Push-Pull, and Passion: My Mexican Flag Saga

Alright, fellas, gather ’round for the tale of the Mexican flag I snagged yesterday. You won’t believe the journey I’ve been on!

So, picture this: I’m out there, facing rejection around 350 times during the winter – not even a sniff of a date, and then lockdown decides to hit! I’m practically in hibernation mode. But then, I thought, “Why not try some park sets or maybe a lazy day game when I spot a potential target?”

Two weeks back, I spotted this girl in the park. She’s strolling as if she just finished a yoga class or smoked a joint – and guess what? She was puffing away. I couldn’t resist teasing her about it, and boom, she’s hooked. The set’s smooth as butter.

We agreed to meet up over text after a few days, but guess what? Yours truly ended up dislocating a shoulder. I’m like, “Why does this happen to me?” She’s the audio message type, so we set another date for the next week. But, whoops, she flakes again, then suggests another time. I play it cool and say we’re still on.

Now, we’re in the third week, and she flakes once more. She promised a video call for tomorrow. I keep the frame intact, minus a few points, and we meet at a bar near my place – of course, fashionably late. I’m a patient man, so I head down and we hit the bar.

The plan’s straightforward: 2 bars, 2 drinks, the usual model. Then, I’m thinking, maybe I can pull her home for some shisha and see where things go. The date’s going well; I haven’t lost my touch, ha! But, it’s getting late, around 11:30 pm, so I casually suggest, “Let’s smoke shisha at my place instead.” She’s all in – no resistance.

Once we’re all cozy at my place, I kick off the physical escalation. That’s when I sense the LMR creeping in, and you know the frustration dance begins. So, I do a little push-pull, throw in some dirty talk, and what do you know? It’s 2:30 a.m., and I’ve sealed the deal.

This girl was the real deal – a hot, curvy Latina, a solid 7 in the face, and her Spanish talk during the deed? Oh, man, “Perfecto, papii!” I was thrilled to get some results, and that’s why she left me grinning.

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