FR#32: Forgotten FRs; NYE and Neko Part 2

Date: 2009-12-31 Thursday, NYE
Location: Art Building near Times Square; My Apartment
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Recap:
So, there are some holes in my Field Report logs. One night way back when in Spitzers, I met a fellow PUA and friend of Rufio's named Doc. We've hung out a bit, sarged a bit, and it's been good.

One night, Lupin, Doc, and I hit up Gansevoort. The place was full of PUAs. We did some good sarging, however, and got into a bachelorette party. They had penis cake, which was disturbing to watch them cut. Most of the women, however, were married.


NYE:
Anyhow, Doc comes to my apartment, and I am waiting for a call from Neko, who may come with us. I chode around, feeling like shit because I feel as if Neko is flaking. Doc and I grab food. Neko calls and says we'll meet up later.

Doc and I hit up an art building party near 42nd St. The place is a fucking maze and I am not in the mood. I decide to book it and Doc comes with. On the way down, we meet a group (including a girl I shall call Asia) that is going out for a smoke. As we step from the elevator, Doc looks at me and says we should stay. "Fuck it, let's stay." On the way up, we meet a girl I shall call Lost.
Lost, Doc, and I wander around the maze of a building until we figure out where the fuck we are.

I open some sets, then reopen the set with Asia. Doc and I bust on them and I kino a lot with Asia until she is hanging off me. Then she reads my palm and I give her the DDBL. Not.
I see a girl with a huge red hat. "You are an aggressive girl," I say to her randomly. She is a cutie from South America who lives in Montreal. Her accent is crazy sexy and she is my set for nearly an hour until Lost pulls me into the elevator to get my number.

As the ball drops, I rejoin Doc and Asia's group. I ask Asia, "Has Doc given you your New Year's kiss yet?"
"What?" I grab her and kiss her. She's ten years older than I, and not so pretty, but what the hell.
Doc and I chill with the set until Neko calls me at 1:00 AM. Sounds like a booty call.
I tell her to meet me at Grand Central. I take her by the arm, show her the echo hallway, then tell her I need to get some orange juice. I take her home, grab some orange juice on the way, and we chit chat until 3:00 AM.

During our talk, I ask her if she's had a New Year's kiss yet. She doesn't know what that is, so I show her, but get only cheek. She rolls off and I am left confused - why else would she come to my place so late? (In retrospect, it is obvious that she is an inexperienced 22 year old.) As a result of my confusion, I become a bit more quiet and eventually I notice she is trying to create rapport. "I'm sleepy." I hand her a toothbrush and ask her to take a shower. No go. "You're dirty! You were on the subway!" No go.
After I brush, I come back into the room to find the lights off and that she is pretending to sleep on my bed in all her clothes. I strip to an undershirt and boxers (I'm being stupidly polite - I should have gone to boxers or naked). I lay in bed and...she is pretending to sleep. What do I do?

I lay there for 15 minutes thinking. My mind wanders to a concert I went to in Beijing. A girl from Nanjing with nowhere to stay accosted me from behind a no entrance zone. She had lied and bargained her way into backstage passes and was now latching onto me. Being inexperienced, I took her in, but had no idea what to do with her. Eventually, she gave me a fantastic piece of advice: "When you're with a woman, just grab her close."
In light of Neko coming all the way to my place, the current situation seemed stupid. I turned to Neko and yelled, "This is stupid! Come here!" I grabbed her and she came - that's exactly what she had been waiting for.

Being close to Neko like this felt incredible, but I wanted sex and couldn't sleep. My thoughts continued to wander and I imagined myself saying, "Come on, Neko. Five minutes of sex and we'll sleep!" The thought was so stupid that I started laughing.
"What? What?" she asked.
I smirk, grab her hand, put it on my cock, and say in Japanese, "Five minutes!" She bursts into laughter and I start kissing her. She resists, saying "Only a New Year's kiss!" I back off, then a minute later start kissing again. This time as she pulls away, I connect with her neck and she starts moaning. "It's over," I think to myself.


For the next three hours, we roll around wrestling, kissing, massaging, and dry humping in all kinds of positions. Still, however, she hardly lets me touch her bare stomach, and only after a lot of pushing can I even kiss her chest. None of her clothes would come off though. Also, Neko is an odd kisser. She hardly opens her mouth. Slowly, however, after this night and the next night together, she is becoming more normal.

Anyhow, we finally fall asleep in each other's embrace, and that's how we wake up. This night has easily the best I've had in a long time. We roll around more for several hours until we get up, buzzing with pleasure.