Well...I was played bigtime last night. Should I have seen it coming? Probably, but I didn't and now lesson learned. My last two nights have had the biggest ups and downs in terms of going from "I'm going to bang" to "I can't believe that bitch." Long post warning.
Two nights ago, my buddy gets a text from the tier 1 girl he met last week at the wet tshirt contest. She is undoubtedly top level quality, the type you are noticed with when you go somewhere with. We go out, she brings her other hot friend that we met last time too, and we are all drinking and hanging out with each other. We get a bottle of vodka, super cheap, end up spending about $50 total for several hours.
Her friend is not feeling me that much (she has tattoos, rocker girl) and I am about as far from that as you can get. She ends up meeting up with some other guys of the same type. My buddy, his girl and me end up going to another club. My buddy and her are now making out, dancing, etc. All is good. She runs into some other friends, and I hit it off with this cute 18 year old. Now we are all drinking, dancing, having fun together.
Unfortunately the girls start ordering shots and that just got me. I had this 18yo all over me, and I was too drunk to do anything. So I go to the bathroom and vomit, come back and things are a bit better now. We leave the club, and this place has the worst built in cockblock I've ever seen - a cafe attached to the exit that is always open. The girls want breakfast, I keep saying no let's go, and the 18yo says we eat then we all go back to her house. Fine.
We sit down, eat, I excuse myself to go vomit again to try and sober up. Eventually they finish, stick me with the bill even though I didn't order anything, but it was $20 so I just paid it not wanting to lose momentum or get into an argument given the decision to go back to her house. We get up and start walking to her place. My buddy says let's just take a cab, not wanting to have the girls sober up, or delay in getting back to their place. The 18yo says there are too many of us for one cab, I say let's take two cabs. Somehow, someway, another guy jumps in the cab with them, and my buddy and I end up in another cab, just us. I thought we had agreed to party back at our place, apparently not. We end up home alone. We try texting/calling them, no answer.
I was very disappointed, I thought I was in. My buddy's girl was all over him, this 18yo was all over me, they wanted to go back to their place or ours...it was set. Nope. That hurt.
So then last night, my buddy texts his girl and no response. Another girl he's gone out with is apparently a stripper, and invites us to go see her strip. We get dressed, and a random number calls my buddy and in horrible English says come to so and so bar. We have no idea who it is. We text the number back and say address? And
another number sends us the address.
Considering how many numbers my buddy has gotten, it is a total shot in the dark. His girl from the previous night never responded, he had just gone a date with a girl who said she had a boyfriend but may later come out and meet with us, etc. So strip club or surprise? We decide to go see who it is and if it sucks, then go to the strip club.
We go, and lo and behold it's the girls from the previous night. My 18yo looks even better than before, and is absolutely elated to see me. I mean it was like I just came back from war. Conversely, my buddy's girl is super cold. Regardless, they hand us a glass of champagne upon arrival, and the 18yo grabs my hand and puts it all over her as she grinds upon me.
The bar is attached to one of the best clubs in Tomsk, and the girls either know the bouncer or convince him to let us just walk in without paying. We go in there, and the tattooed girl is a dancer there, amazing body. At the club now, the 18yo again is all over me. Taking hundreds of photos of us, grinding on me, forcing my hand all over her stomach, ass, thighs. And still, my buddy's girls is kind of cold, though she tells him explicitly I like you. We both agree that 1) there is something really odd about why his girl was in such a foul mood, and 2) why the 18yo was so madly in love with me. I mean, it was to the point where I was trying to drink less to make sure I don't get whiskey dick, and considering if I could drag her into the bathroom to fuck her.
That's how much she was into me.
So the 18yo asks if she can order rounds of drinks for everyone, and we agree. In my eyes, she was all over me, so alcohol can only help. In my buddy's eyes, he wanted to get some liquor in his girl so she would get out of the funk. All this time they had another friend with them, who was drinking with us too. And later, another blonde came that kept crying, more on her later.
Randomly, this blonde I met a few nights ago that was also into me, was there. But she never responded to my texts after that night, so I didn't even acknowledge her. She kept glancing over at me with this girl attached to my body. Had I known what was coming, I would have ditched the 18yo and gone to the blonde.
We keep drinking, she's telling me she wants me to cook for her (my buddy always says I'm a professional chef to get the girls to come back to our place, so he told her that last night). Everything is going so well, a little too well I sadly find out later. Some warning signs I saw but ignored/rationalized:
1. She had an Iphone 5
2. She had a Chanel purse
3. She kept texting someone the whole night
4. Never offered to pay for anything, including the breakfast from the previous night.
My buddy's girl is still cold, so I tell him to pull the jealousy move. Almost like clockwork, as soon as he starts talking to another girl his girl comes over and warms up. So funny how this jealousy thing works so well in the FSU.
We decide to go to another club, now 6 of us (4 girls, us 2). We split into 2 girls and 1 guy in each cab this time, given what happened the night before. Get to the other club, order a round of drinks, and then it starts getting odd. The girls keep leaving and coming back, and eventually I see they take their purses this time. Fuck.
I tell my buddy to stay there, I will go see what they are doing. I walk towards the exit and see the 18yo, pretty damn trashed, holding on arm to arm with some Siberian guy. What...the...fuck? She sees me and completely ignores me, as if I don't exist. They exit, so I exit and the girls are all yelling at each other, the guys are yelling at the girls, I have no idea what is going on. I sit down next to the crying blonde, and ask her what is happening. She says she has no idea. I make eye contact with the 18yo, waive at her and shrug my shoulders, she again pretends she has no idea who I am. At this point, the 18yo is trying to shove all the girls into this dude's car, and none of them want to go except her. My buddy's girl keeps yelling "Nyet! Nyet!" and this 18yo is so insistent and eventually gets all of them in there, except the crying blonde. And they leave.
I ask the crying blonde if all Russian girls are this evil, she laughs and says no, just her. And that the 18yo is young and drunk and she doesn't even know these girls that well, only met them one time before.
Now I'm sitting on the bench outside with the crying blonde, more shocked and disappointed than anything else. She is a wreck, I'm trying to find out why she's been crying the whole night but she can't translate into telling me. I do find out she's from St. Pete and just here for a few days and going home tomorrow. As I'm consoling her we actually kiss for a slight second, she wants to go home but I convince her to come back inside with me. We go inside, she hangs out for a bit but eventually leaves.
Start talking to some other girls, one is a group of three girls that my buddy opens. One of them asks my buddy to buy champagne for them, and of course we say absolutely not. Nonetheless they are still talking, so I go hit on one of the other one's, decently cute. We start hitting it off, dancing, etc. The third friend is a chubster and she keeps trying to interrupt both her friends' conversations with us to get some time in, pretty funny.
Then, the girl I'm with has some guy talking to her for a while, so I ask her if that's her boyfriend. She says no, just a friend. Of course, this friend now has his hand on her exposed thigh. These lying Russian girls, I swear. Later the guy leaves, she's now back into me and I get her number and my buddy and I leave. Had a few more receptive approaches post the 18yo scam and before we left, but nothing that promising.
So I guess I was completely had by this cute little 18yo, orchestrating an entire night so my buddy and I can fund their night out. Could it have been that she randomly ran into an ex or something, was drunk and didn't want to acknowledge me so as to not piss off this random guy? Sure, it's possible. But given how the night went down in retrospect, I doubt it.
Knowing that my buddy's girl was into him, the last thing I thought was some scheme was going on. Looking back though, it makes sense. She never offered to pay for anything, she was wayyyy too into me, the person she kept texting was this guy, she wanted to go to another club likely because he was there. And it may explain why my buddy's girl was in such a bad mood, she knew about the plan and genuinely liked my buddy and didn't want this to happen. It also explains why she was so adamant about not leaving with the 18yo at the end of the night.
I don't even care about the money (probably $250 total between both of us), I'm just upset at myself for not being smarter about it. I was blinded by a girl just being so into me. I'm not going to let one experience taint my views on Russia, but I never had a Ukrainian girl go to such lengths to orchestrate something like this. Well, lesson learned - I tend to pride myself on being smarter than falling for shit like this, but a combination of the comfort from my buddy's girl being there so this was not a completely random girl, and her intense apparent love of me skewed my judgment.