Last night was a hell of a night, with many ups and downs. Start off at dinner with Akula and one of his girls, they retire for the night and my buddy and I head over to the island early to avoid issues with face control. Get there around 12:15, and the guy lets us in after agreeing to a 2000 ruble deposit for the both of us, used towards drinks. No problem, we are going to spend that anyway in about an hour so we agree.
This is the same place I met my hot girl that I eventually banged last week. We go in, and despite being relatively empty for how big the club is, we are without exaggeration surrounded by beautiful model type girls. And when I say this, I
trulymean this. It was girl after girl with amazing bodies, amazing faces, in heels and dresses, most rather tall too. There were girls there that would put victoria secret models to shame. I posted this earlier, but I was just frozen and couldn't approach for about almost 90 minutes.
Eventually start approaching and not much is sticking, one of our other friends joins us and opens a group of 3 girls, so we go in and start chatting with them. Of course the hottest one of the 3 doesn't speak any English. Friend leaves and we are talking to the other two who are a notch below but still good. One of them takes to my buddy real well, so they keep at it chatting and by now I had given up on the other one. They want to leave to go eat and try to get us to go, and I defer to my buddy but tell him nothing good ever comes from going to eat with a bunch of girls. He agrees and declines the offer but tries to get her over via text afterwards for a champagne afterparty, but she doesn't bite.
Now it's about 4am and we are still there, make some approaches here and there. The competition is very strong. Besides money, these Russian dudes here dress well (half the guys in suits). Even though I didn't even get a number at this place, we both agreed I rather come here 30 times and hit it once than go elsewhere and take home 7s on the same night. It's that good. Now it's 5am and somehow we start talking to this group of Canadian girls and they are into us, but I didn't come all the way here for pasty girl from Canada. We decide we rather eat schwarma than have sex with these girls.
We lose steam and leave to go home, but think we are already here let's just try these other two clubs on the island. Go to the first one, get face controlled and told it's closed. Of course they let the guy in right behind us. Go to the next one, I ask him in Russian if he is open. He responds in English, "where are you from?" I say Los Angeles, he says "ah LA Kings?" I say "Da, Wayne Gretzky #1!" He laughs and lets us in.
We go inside and the place is still rocking for almost being 6am. Lots and lots of drunk ass girls here. One blonde is drinking by herself at the bar dancing up a storm and looking at either both of us or one of us. So my buddy goes right up to her and takes her hand and starts twirling her and dancing with her. I let them be for a bit, go walk around and try one or two approaches that don't stick. Go back to the bar area where he is, now the blonde has this fat friend with her so I try to say hi and she just gives me the finger. What a cunt, but I just laugh and walk away and let her friend waddle off to the distance.
Blonde now leaves to go downstairs but leaves her full long island iced tea. Now we are not sure if she's going to come back or not, but we decide to stay for a bit. She comes back, now with a guy and they are talking about 15 feet from us at the bar. This new dude comes over and takes her long island from us and to her. Not really sure what's going on, but then he leaves after another 5 minutes. My buddy wastes no time, goes up to her and asks what's going on, and she comes back to our side of the bar. At this point she's sitting on the bar, my buddy is rubbing her thigh and they are drinking. He is trying to get her to come back with him via translator for champagne, not biting.
Meanwhile, two blondes come up to the bar and take a tequila shot. Realize this is 6:30 a.m.... Immediately two dudes go on each side of them and start talking, and I'm just standing there watching it all happen, sipping on a coke at this point in the morning. One is not bangable, and the other is easily bangable given the time and circumstances. I thought they were Norweigan or Swedish to be honest.
So these guys are working the two blondes, and they pull the most ingenious cockblock I've seen in a while. They switch positions with each other, and turn and face themselves. So now not only are their backs to the guys, the guys can't even reinitiate the conversation because technically now they are standing next to new girls. Not sure if that made sense, but it was quite funny to watch at the time.
Some new guys come up, and one of the other guys doesn't give up on the girls. The bangable one makes eye contact with me a few times and smiles and I smile back. These girls also keep pounding shots, I saw them take 4 shots from when they first got to the bar, all after 6:30 a.m. They are hammered. I keep waiting for any opportunity that the bangable one is alone for one second so I can go in there, but these guys won't give up.
Finally I look at my buddy who's standing next to her, point to the bangable blonde and mouth to him "tell her to come over here" while doing the come hither motion with my finger. He understands me and immediately he taps her on the shoulder, tells her whatever and she comes over to me. Honestly sometimes I'm spoiled with such a good wing. We start talking and the guys are now just looking on and after 30 seconds they leave (come on guys where is the determination!). These girls are from Moscow I find out, just getting back from the US from their holiday from work or some shit. And then as we are talking it turns out that they are living in my home town in NY, which is a ridiculous coincidence because I'm not talking NYC I'm talking a random town in NY. She doesn't believe me, and when I start rattling off the streets and restaurants she starts going nuts and screaming.
Now it's 7am and they close the bar. My buddy has convinced the blonde to come back with him, and I suggest champagne on the balcony to these other two blondes and they accept right away. We walk downstairs and the nonbangable blonde is pretty fucked up, tripping, etc. We go outside, initial round of cabbies try to rip us off but we find one for 400 rubles. Nonbangable blonde can barely get in the car, bangable follows her then me after that in the backseat. I motion for my buddy and his girl to get in, he takes the front seat and she gets in the back. So far, very fucking good.
And then it happens. We are in the car for less than 2 minutes and the nonbangable blonde puts her hand over her mouth. Her throat starts moving back and forth in that fashion that we all sadly know too well but never want to see. Then...two little spurts of vomit escape from her hands. Bangable blonde yells at the cabbie to stop and he eventually does. More vomit now escapes, I open the door and jump out and avoid anything getting on my suit. Everyone leaves the taxi now, and the girl is vomiting on the side of the street.
Poor taxi driver, it was a nice car too not the standard shitty dodgy cars. Incredibly he finds other people to jump in the cab, boy were they in for surprise. Off to the side, bangable blonde is seriously slapping and punching the nonbangable blonde for some reason. I just start laughing. Bangable blonde looks at me and says "so...bye bye" in a sad way, basically saying sorry but really there's nothing that can be salvaged now. At a bench about 50 feet from the vomit action two girls are there giggling and yelling "smotri! smotri!" which means look at that. My buddy's blonde goes and sits next to them and gets on her phone. Knowing I lost those two blondes, I thought I may as well try for these two girls sitting on the bench. Go over there, tell them it's not nice to stare and laugh.
The vomit twins are now walking away, and this old cabbie keeps chasing them down trying to get him in his cab, which he eventually does. So maybe there was a mild rape somewhere in Moscow this morning, who knows.
I am talking to those bench girls for a bit, try to invite them over now at like 7:30 a.m. but they obviously won't go. Now my buddy's blonde has gone cold and he keeps saying let's go into another cab and she says no. I tell him let me talk to her, go up and say hi I don't even know your name, she is warm and tells me, I say look nobody knew those girls were going to vomit, let's not let it ruin the night, let's all go back. She goes "ok why not." I tell my buddy to get a cab, and he does and she keeps saying I need more time. Not sure for what, she's on her phone and smoking a cigarette. She gets up and walks away to call someone.
The two girls on the bench get up and jump in a taxi, and my buddy's blonde sees this, turns around and yells "devushki!" runs towards them and jumps in the cab too. Absolutely fucking blows for my buddy, who had this girl on her way to our place only a few minutes ago. And especially after that Tomsk girl situation. I start laughing, he's a bit upset but knows there is no way anyone could have predicted one of the girls would start to vomit ruining everything.
If that damn girl didn't vomit there was a high chance for a double bang. His girl had agreed to come back and the bangable blonde was into me. Sucks...but can't win them all. Jump in a cab and head home, an interesting but not desirable last weekend night here in Moscow.
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