I took over this party last weekend cuz it sucked and I was the only one that brought girls. It was 11 at night and **** was dead. They had a lot of alcohol, but I knew this situation wasn't going to change unless I did something. So I decided to holler at random bitches from the front porch. There were so many hoes walking around that night in packs dragging around one or two bitch ass niggas. So I took it upon myself to holler at these gaggle of hoochies. No joke, I brought in about 30 girls from the front door step. All I was saying was "HEY WHITE GIIIIRRRRRRRRRRRRRLLLLLLLS!" and they would laugh, that's when I'd persuade them to ditch their previous engagements and get the **** inside and take shots. I then ordered each girl to specifically greet me before entering the house.
**** was gravy player. The party was popping off and I was the sole reason. So why am I posting this on "I have terrible social skills?" Well because of what happened next.
I was on the front porch smoking a cig with my friend and these two girls come out the house, drunk as ****, and start talking to me like "You are sooo awesome! Thank you for inviting us here!" I look at my friend and he nods back. "I'm glad you girls are having fun. What are you freshmen?" They replied synchronously "Ya!" I went on to say "Well then I guess you don't know the golden rule yet, and that's nothing is free; not even getting drunk and dancing. I'm going to need some compensation." They looked at each other in a confused manner then one of them asked "Well what do you want?" I said "I want you two to turn around and shake your ass. The one I deem the winner can come home with me." I had know idea if this was going to work, but if they both shook their ass it would mean they both wanted to come home with me and if they didn't, **** it, there are plenty of girls inside.
They, without hesitation, turn around and start shaking their booty meat, granted in they're own unique way. I discreetly pound my friend, then go into judge mode feeling ass and saying "ok...ok...alright...not bad." I told them to turn around for my verdict "I don't normally do this, but you guys both tied..........at an even 4 out of 10." Everyone starts laughing. Well embarassed, they start punching me. I said "Hold up! I didn't even get to the good part! That means you both can come home with me. I got a queen size, but we'll make it work." They laughed and smiled, then I told them to bring it in and reintroduce themselves.
So now tith two girls around my arms and the possibility of a threesome going down (i've been dieing to try my hand at it again), I was feeling well content. Now I just want to go home. So why am I posting this here? Well this is how I **** it up.
I tell the girls to hold on so I can say goodbye to some people. I step inside the house and immediately I see my friend's x at the party. This girl is TOO sexy; she's a straight up african princess with green eyes! She's mesmerizing to look at, I swear. I once talked to my friend about her (this is while he was dating her) and he gave me the ok if ever I get the chance. So, needless to say, I'm feeling great and I figure this is the perfect time to say something to her. I walk over and I start chopping it up with her.....
....sometime later, we're still talking. The conversation was going well, i.e. I was making her laugh. That's when I remember I left those girls waiting and I can see them through the window, and therefore I had to make a crucial decision. Either go home with two girls and have a threesome for the second time (which would be way more fun than my first time) or go home with miss african goddess. If you know stogi, you know exactly what I picked.
Literally five minutes after making that decision, I'm taking a piss in the bathroom and I here all sorts of traffic and commotion. I come out to see everyone has gone and that the cops are here. She's gone, those girls are gone, and I didn't even have any of their numbers.
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