My favourite estonian that i didnt close

Here’s my favourite girl from Estonia, she had a lovely vibe that i couldnt get enough of.  I got some attraction initially, because every night we were out, without fail, at 4 or 5 am she would start texting me.  Not wanting to chase, we would battle it out and end up not seeing each other.  I held my frame, but didnt get the girl….

 

heres the Video, and the text exchange below.

*note – I know the sych is out… its not Avatar, its an infield, until the coen brothers start editing my infields you will have to make do*

 

 

 

Hey Pudding, it’s Toe, the charming Aussie you met today… Nice to meet you, how was your shift?

Hello charming one,what cha up to? It’s *Pudding by the way.

Hey, just walking through old town on the way home… And you?

I m in shooters,enjoying drinks

Boooooring! I’m on Pikk st, drinking White Russians

You are borìng-long island is way much better than wr.

Pikk 49, come down

You come down to suur karja 4

What’s there?

It shooters bar thats gonna close now but …

Come here.

I dunno where u are tell me the place

Pikk 49 near hell hund

2 White Russians down, the evening is begun…. What are you up to?

I m makin white russians-so i m at work

Cool… I’m staying until Sunday now, and living in an apartment above shooters, what time do you finish?

Urgh… I feel terrible… What’s the best Estonian hangover cure?

Haha…i felt the same yesterday.try butter milk,or actually a pickled cucumber;-)

They both sound terrible… Cold coke and sunshine will be best…

Working tonight young lady? What’s the name of your bar? I might come by for a drink. As long as you don’t poison it…

Actually not,just on the way to the center to meet my friend and maybe you

Hey,where are u atm?

Hell hunt, drinking the worlds best cider, come down

Come to shooters

Im outside

I’m in embassy bar now

Can’t come, we just got a new drink… Come back here

Chicago

Still in chicago?

I get the feeling your only after my body… Only texting at 4am… Maybe I need to be wined and dined…

Haha-no worries its not a booty call,i just finished work Work schmork!

This is my last night. Come here and give me a reason to remember your cheeky hamster ass when London gets cold

Come where? I m in Noorus atm

You fell into an ATM? Bizarre….

Come to Shooters. It’s lively

Leaving at 7. Come meet me for a coffee before I go

Toe, How about a cold beer at pirita beach

Well, Pudding… It’s been a magical few days… Your 4am booty calls have been the highlight… But alas i am leaving for different pastures, Lets keep in touch on facebook for when you come to London this summer… Text me your name and I’ll find you.

Toe, I suppose u must be back in london now.hope u enjoyed ur stay in tll. Good to know that i m comin to london;-) we ll keep in touch,i would like to visit lnd again and it would be nice to have a friend there next time.FB->Xxxxxx Xxxx

*name subsitute.

There were moments when it was on… I wish i could have capitalised on them….

 

A good afternoon/evening in the life of Big-toe

London – 5:30 pm

Its pissing with rain and im waiting for the bus.  A large group of american students are waiting at the bus stop.  As is the girl that ive seen a few times around my area (curly persian)… ive clocked her 3 times, but havent opened.

As we clamber onto the bus i position myself (standing) near the rear doors. The Yanks are directly behind me, and by grace of god*, they stand right next to me.  And the lord* shines upon me again when the hottest one treads on my toe.

Her : OH MY GOD!  I’m so sorry… i didnt mean to tread on your lovely boots…

Me : once is ok, do it again and your bang in trouble

Her : tee hee hee.

I fall into conversation with the group, every question they ask me, leads into a DHV answer.  Theres a large group of Asian homeboys watching intently, waiting for me to fail.

The whole bus is now watching the pickup happen… watching me lock in, with 5 girls around me teasing the target and chatting to her friends.  One of the DHv’s is about Chateau RSG, and the parties we hold there….
They are all asking me advice on travelling around europe, where to go, what to see etc etc.

They are 21 yo college girls, from the south (Wonka territory) and are in london for another month. Perfect.

Toward the end of the journey, the target asks me if im having another party at my place soon, i tell her maybe, and she puts her contact details into my phone, i look up, give the homeboys a wink  and keep rolling.

They get off the bus, and so does curly persian, who flashes me a big grin as she leaves.

As soon as they are off, one of the homeboys holds out his hand, with some gay slappy american homeboy shit that i dont understand… Cool.. I’m ‘down’.

I owe krauser a girl (post to come) , so i might have to give him one of these…

I get home, Cook a nice piece of Aberdeen angus,  my ‘MT’ comes over, does all sorts of sordid nasty sex stuff for a couple of hours then leaves.

I hit Krausers Boxing gym, smash the bag for a while, then into bed, on goes ‘HUD‘ (watch it if you want to see some amazing body language and Masculinity)  and doze off to dreamland.

Twas a good night…..

* God doesnt exist.

More Paul newman gold.

From Cool Hand Luke – a fantastic film to watch with a date.  or on your own.

クラウザーは女です。

Open 

It’s the day after I return to London from the 2010 Glastonbury festival – 200,000 people, 5 days, and a shitload of partying.  I arrive back at my flat after a 5hr coach journey, and im knackered.

I crash out, wake up, and surprise, im hungry, I walk to the supermarket to do my weekly shop, and in the fruit and veg, there’s an item that catches my eye, a young petite japanese girl.

I pussy out on opening, my avoidance weasel tells me

Avoidance Weasel : its ok, you’ve gone pretty hard for the last week, and you need a break.  I grab my groceries and check out.

Cock: Ok….Your probably right….

I head to another shop across to the road and there she is… again… following me.

Avoidance weasel: “don’t worry, let this one go… we spoke about it….”

Cock: Ok….fair enough… you win….

I get what I need and head home….  As im walking to my door, she’s walking toward me, she’s taken a different route home, but obviously lives nearby.

Avoidance Weasel :  We’ve spoken about this one Burto

Cock: Go on… its fate, you’ve seen this girl 3 times, and you havent opened.

Avoidance Weasel : No… go inside and eat those pies you just bought…..

Cock: Fuck you… I want another japanese girl…..

I give chase… Standard opener, accuse her of following me, and stack into stories about Glastonbury.  10 mins of chat, and ive got the number.

Day 2

We meet at the Pub that’s between both our houses,  at this time, I was going on 4 -5 dates a week, so I was pretty calibrated, so I thought… Its all going well, about an hour in, were making out but there is hesitance.  I’m not sure if it’s because she’s timid or she’s not feeling it…..  later on i try to bounce back to my flat and she doesn’t go for it.

I send a text a few days later, and we never quite manage to get together, She would text me out of the blue, and I would be busy, or dating someone, or travelling, and I would text her and the same story would ensue.

This carries on for over a year….. Until last week…. We agree to meet the following week.

Last night, we meet in Camden, and I immediately bounce her to a well-known cocktail bar…. Its 2:4:1 so we get a couple of mojitos and a couple of Cupa Libres and get to work…. Again we fall into the same pattern as last time…. An hour or so, we are making out, she re-buffs the first kiss attempt

 ”it’s still light outside!”

Easiest reframe ever.

 ”Its dark somewhere….” and kiss close.

after a couple of hours it’s about 11pm and she tells me shes never seen Primrose hill….  After ‘one of the boys’ closed a girl there  after a Camden date, I agree to take her to see the view….

We arrive, lay down on the grass, and the mood turns romantic.  She wraps herself around me and is looking at me with her cute little japanese face….  Doggy dinner bowl eyes. Escalation is super slow… its Really slow and romantic…..jesus, I even put van Morrison on my iPhone and let the big guy carry her away to a land of celtic soul, and wet pussies.

I start my new patented Mexican beach sexual adventure projection, and half way through shes rubbing herself on me… That’s a new thing too… She made the escalation sexual, I was just kissing her and touching her,  non-sexual kino.  She starts grabbing my cock… that doesn’t happen very often to me…..

By the end, im rubbing her pussy, and she’s whimpering… It’s one of the god damn sexiest things I’ve ever heard….. So feminine, so submissive, so sexy.

I have her strides half way off, and in my mind, im fucking her right here, on the grass.

ASD kicks in… “not here” she says….  I think brilliant… that’s a green light for taking her back to my place…..

but no, we start walking back to the bus, and she starts talking about her early start tomorrow etc.

No bother, I put her on the bus and send her home…..

Will I see her again soon…?  Who knows… shes not the most reliable girl… But… I got inside her head, and she accepted my role as the sexual dominator.  I will fuck this girl, it’s just a question of when…

Stay tuned.

The ‘New’ F-Town Dog-tags

Prestigious

Jimmy is in California for the next 2 weeks…

If he opens a set, he could snatch F-town for England… It must kill the rest of them seeing an Aussie carrying the F-town torch….

F-town is all about bragging rights… its an instant ‘Shut the fuck up’ free pass for any Idiot talking shit. Hence – ‘Shut your fucking cake-hole.’