That's my story.”Carla glanced at me and took a deep breath. She looked out the window and then took a gulp of coffee. She looked down at her plate ...nd glanced back at me. She bit her lower lip and it looked like she was wanting to say something but was hesitating.Betty turned to her and narrowed her eyes. “Okay, out with it. I can see something's going on with you. I can read you like a book.”“Promise you won't tell.” Carla put down her fork.“Of course. You know you can trust me. What is it?. She rode her bicycle down the steepest hill in town trying to top fifty miles an hour before she had to brake to make the curve at the bottom. Whatever the activity, she did the most daring part of it.Until the day Deborah almost died.Deborah was almost as daring as Hana was. It was while the two were in the skate park that Deborah tried to copy her back flip and fell short of the full revolution. She was horrified at seeing her best friend lying on the concrete, unmoving.But Hana Ito was not. Come taste me...lick my wet pussy...mmm, I want to feel you lick me". My cock pulsed in my hand at the sound of her erotic pleading, then I grinned and teased, "Do you have an appointment?" She giggled then playfully pouted, "Ohh pleeease Mr. Cockenballs, I neeed an appointment with you...don't let me play all by myself". The power of her erotic persuasion was irresistible. I could visualize the wicked grin and seductive gleam in her eyes, knowing that she had me. I excitedly told her I was on. But let her tell you her life story! Make her smile. Tell her some funny and self deprecating episode about yourself. When you allow her to laugh at you, you are dismantling her last wall of resistance. She's now comfortable with you.4) Now is the time to move in. If you are in a bar, ask her if she'd like another drink with you. If you are in a grocery store, tell her they make excellent coffee in that same grocery store (no matter how crappy the coffee is). Drink it and keep listening to her.