How I Fumbled The Bag - Part I: Anastasia

Do you have the courage to post your L's?

I decided to begin a series about times I completely blew it with women. All men have stories about times they fucked up — whether a girl gave them the green light and they were too stupid to notice or they were too scared to just walk right up to a girl who was checking him out. No man has a perfect score.

The younger a man is, the stupider he is with women. If he has any self-awareness or humility, he becomes wiser about women as he gets older. He might learn from his mistakes. Some do, some don’t.

It’s easy to write about every dripping detail of hot sexual experiences — how their skin felt, how they moaned, how they looked at you, the temperature, the lighting, the buildup. Those memories are easier to talk about because you like those memories.

Stroking your ego is easy, but do you have the courage to post your L’s?

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Anastasia

In this story, I was in college. I just transferred to a new school at the start of the spring semester, so I was the new guy.

I made friends pretty quickly. After a few weeks had a solid group of guy friends. It didn’t take long to learn who the hot girls were and who slept with who. The sluts on campus already made a name for themselves, as well as the higher quality girls who were hard to get. One of those girls was Anastasia (her name has been changed for the sake of anonymity) — a Russian girl who majored in Finance.

Anastasia was always the hottest girl in the room. She was extremely smart and could see right through people. She had quite an aura to her — when she walked into a room she would make fun of the guys who thought they were hot shit. Hitting on her was almost impossible, she would laugh in guy’s faces for even trying. It was well known she didn’t sleep around and was impossible to hook up with. Anastasia had very high standards.

As I mentioned, I was the new guy. Anastasia didn’t know much about me and I was more of the silent type back then. I never became a target of hers because I wasn’t particularly arrogant. After all, I was the new guy. I was still getting a feel for everything.

One night I decided to stay in at my dorm room. It was a Thursday night and I didn’t feel like going out. This college didn’t have a lot of places to drink, so the few bars in town were always very packed, smelly, and extremely loud. I needed a night off. I haven’t seen The Shining yet, so I figured that’s what I would do tonight.

It’s around 11pm and everyone was out. I took a shower, put on some sweatpants and was ready to have a cozy night alone. Suddenly I hear a knock on the door. It’s Anastasia. “Wtf?” I open the door, Anastasia smiles at me and says “Hey! What are you up to? Wanna watch a movie?”