Girls and conferences

I just got back from a conference and some meetings abroad, and I think I must have slept for at least 12 hours last night. Even though it was labelled under the ‘work’ category it also left room for fun and enjoyment – and ended up in dinners or talks till 3 o’clock in the morning most of the days.

Besides the more official part of it all it also left me wondering, amused and a bit curious – primarily caused by three very different girls.

OMG-girl

I had noticed her the day before, mostly because I couldn’t really figure out where she was from or whom she was with – which normally a good thing to know at these events. So I was kind of curious and had no objections when I was asked something by someone there, which of course gave me amble opportunity to not only study her, but also to make a funny remark or two and gain the attention of them all, while making sure to try and ignore the girl I was curious about. It went quite well – I had a chance to look a little closer at her, found out she was from Slovenia, got a you-are-interesting-smile from the girl and was preparing to leave their table again.

But then for some reason the question came up as to how old she (the Slovenian) was – and I was of course asked to try to guess it (don’t you just hate that?). Looking at her I would say 20-21 years old, but to my chock she was actually still only 17 years! I remember thinking something like “OMG, good thing I knew this before I started hitting on her”, since I’m not really in to dating girl who are 9-10 years my juniors (I think I’ll wait with that till I’m in my thirties or forties).

The shy one – part I

This of course made me drop the idea about doing any sort of real flirting, let alone physical activity, with the Slovenian. My focused moved to the shy one – a tall, intelligent and quite sexy-looking girl from our offices in Brussels. For some reason she was not only a bit shy but also didn’t really seem to know that she had a natural beauty that could so easily be turned into I-am-the-sexiest-girl-around-here-looks – and this of course also helped stir my interest. These girls are often interesting and/or challenging flirts – because they sometimes just don’t realise that we guys are actually flirting with them, which of course makes the game a bit more unpredictable.

OMG-girl part II

However as the conference unfolded the Slovenian did not seem to be so willing as me to let it pass and say “hey, this is just another five-minute conference flirt and nothing more than that”.

And of course the situation was also affected by the fact that chemistry seemed to develop between us and even if I did not act so much on it, she did.

Not to my liking I found myself actually dreaming about her the following night – nothing romantic, mostly just physical – and wondering a bit what the F#%& kind of game I had running with her. Especially since we made sure to exchange contact-information, something I normally don’t do with flirts I intend to let remain flirts. And besides, what should we use it for? I mean you don’t just fly out for a weekend booty-call with a 17 year old – and I don’t have plans for going to Slovenia anytime soon (which will probably make her boyfriend very happy).

And come on, she is only 17 years old and people had noticed her ‘hunting’ me – And I would not like to get a name for chasing the young girls at conferences and meetings (there are plenty of these guys out there already). Yet I can’t quite seem to shake her – maybe I should have just slept with her to get it out of the system? Maybe I’ll just do that when (if) I see her again – because I somehow think our paths shall cross again.

Damn, this girl still confuses me – what the heck is up with that? I mean seriously don’t get confused over girls her age… I haven’t even slept with a teenager since I turned 20 I think (which is quite some years ago now) and normally prefer women to be about 25-35 years old. Weird shit.

The Blonde

The third girl that made it interesting is the Blonde. Just like me she has been around this environment for ever– even though we are both still rather young.

We know many of the same people and have been part of the same group going out partying till early morning at these events (this is where you actually do the networking and make the deals – forget the official parts) – and more importantly she knows how to play the game just as well as me. This I now since we have had our share of conflicting interests – but have maintained to keep smiling and enjoying each others company while trying to outmanoeuvre the other part.

Any way according to some of my female friends that attended the same conference she has the biggest crush on me (as usual several women can see it – while us men apparently hasn’t got a clue) – and was really, really hostile towards them just for talking to me.

Seriously I really didn’t know – and they were talking about it like it was so obvious. I started to look for signs when we had dinner together after the conference (the sort of ‘spontaneous’ dinner for a select few, that you can’t really say no to participate in), and sure enough she managed to place herself right next to me, and sat very close, making sure she ‘accidentally’ touched me all the time. I know it’s evil to say it – but it was actually quite funny: She is a nice enough girl, and I wouldn’t totally rule out sleeping with her at some point– but not there and then and then strictly for sex. I think it would have to be a little more discreet (but only a little, because I know some people who would be absolutely terrified about just the idea of us to together… and I’d actually like to see their desperate plays if they though it could happen).

Bottom line: I am so going to take advantage of this opening if I get the opportunity, both in the more serious way and then maybe in bed ;-). It is a hard world we live in, and a competitive environment we do our business in – she knows it as well as me.

But still, it was quite funny – and caused me to ponder a bit about our earlier meetings.

The shy one –part II

Just like with the the Blonde, I knew the shy one prior to the conference (though I hadn’t really known for that long – she is still fairly new at the Brussels office and we had mostly just talked on the phone or sent mails back and forth) and knew that I would probably try something – if for nothing else then because some of the guys working in Brussels claimed it could not be done by any one and that she probably didn’t even think about sex. Well they were wrong, of course she does that (a quite natural thing to do for human being, right?) – And apparently she was also prepared for the possibility of some non-intellectual meetings. I mean, why else walk around with condoms in your wallet? (But of course she should know that this is not exactly the place to keep that kind of stuff since it will increase the chances of them breaking – which you are really not interested in them doing).

Unfortunately we never came near to using her condoms, but I will take it as challenge I think – and besides I do come to Brussels quite often, so I will get the chance again. She will be mine, she has to – ‘caus she would look so good on my bed. LoL