I want to be like Martin
I’ve never been any good at chatting up girls unlike my best mate Martin. He has always been a bit of a lad and has never had a problem just walking up to a complete stranger and asking them out. His forwardness isn’t necessarily wrapped up in any charm. He regards most of the girls he meets at our boozer as just a local fuck who is probably after the same thing as he is if they were honest about it. He has got the neck of a giraffe when it comes to getting in on a conversation with some unsuspecting ladies. I think I might ask him for a few lessons although I might just add a little bit of decorum that he seems to be missing! I’ve only ever seen him fail once before but it didn’t bother him, he just moved on to the next table and started chatting up some other girls.