Before I met her: The Fury
This story happened a few weeks ago and started after a long day during the train ride back from a large industrial fair. The client colleague told me 15 times on the way from the fair to the train station that all the girls with free newspapers approach him and not me, “hahaha, and I am almost forty”, he says. This one statement ignited the fury in my soul, it started to glow and I knew if any cute girl was in the station or in our train, she was going to be mine!
How I met her: Leading & Dominance
I found my seat quickly and luckily a really hot, blond girl entered the train. Right away I got up, picked up her suitcase, put it into the luggage compartment above my seat, smiled at her and said “have a seat”. As easy as that… She sat down, checked her ticket and said “oh luckily this is also my reserved seat, so I can stay with you”.
This little move of picking up her suitcase and sitting her down did so much for me, it was a display of leading her dominantly as well as protecting her from the chaos of a full train. It not only generated massive attraction but also gave me an instant isolation location secured for 150 minutes.
We chatted a little bit about her handbag, recognizing brand signature styles and being able to talk about them for a couple of minutes pays for guys, believe me guys…it does! Next, I told her to take her sunglasses off, actually took them off for her. She got a little self-conscious as she was running around without make-up or anything, but she was still cute and I genuinely told her that she has the most incredibly shiny eyes that I have seen today.
145 Minutes of Comfort
The next 145 minutes were spent exactly in the way the headline indicates, we just talked for a couple of hours about everything and nothing. I shared things about myself and she started investing by sharing things about herself. After those 2 hours, I knew that she left her parents house on her 18th birthday because of stress with her stepfather, I knew about all the places she has lived at and much, much more. She actually said that she never felt this comfortable with anyone after such a short amount of time.
24 Hours Later: Day 2 - Make-Out - Pull - A Sleepless Sexy Night
We found out that we both liked a certain chocolate brand and of course I said let’s share one after we’ve reached our destination. She said that she had an appointment now but asked me to call her and meet her the next evening. We met, grabbed a quick bite at a restaurant and went to a cocktail bar afterwards. She didn’t like the cocktail bar and they fucked up her first drink, I basically treated her anger about this situation like a regular shit test and kept talking and physically escalating.
She denied the first couple of make-outs but took the third one and went for it hard, the girl almost bit my lip of and got totally wild. She said “oh shit and I thought we could just be friends”, hahaha…yeah right, friends with benefits, I thought.
Realizing that she was getting aroused fast, I said that the bar is about to close so “lets take a walk at the waterfront”. Magically this walk led us to her hotel, where glorious sexy times ensued until 5 in the morning. There was some last minute resistance both on the way and in her room but dealing with that has become easy. I just didn’t react while I took one step back and prepared to move forward again.
90 minutes of sleep and a few good bye kisses later the taxi driver probably wondered why he was taking one sleepless not business-looking guy from one business hotel to the other at 07:00am in the morning.
Satisfaction
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Amsterdam Lair Talk Follow-Up: Video of my Sexual Conversation & Physical Escalation Speech
It was a great day, the speakers all rocked the house… except this Satisfaction guy who is a total keyboard jockey living in his mom’s basement with his videogame collection. He is frequently playing silence of the lambs with his sister’s Barbie doll probably mumbling something to the effect of “it must put the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again…” at the moment ;)
If you’ve missed this creepy motherfucker who’s words you happen to be reading at this very moment then do not worry or lose sleep over it, the speech has been recorded for the world to see and listen to. The immediate feedback from the audience during the day as well as the couple of reviews on the Venusian Arts Forum have been very good but check it out for yourself soon. I’ll make the footage available as soon as the one-man-film-crew sends it to me.
So long,
Satisfaction
If you’ve missed this creepy motherfucker who’s words you happen to be reading at this very moment then do not worry or lose sleep over it, the speech has been recorded for the world to see and listen to. The immediate feedback from the audience during the day as well as the couple of reviews on the Venusian Arts Forum have been very good but check it out for yourself soon. I’ll make the footage available as soon as the one-man-film-crew sends it to me.
So long,
Satisfaction
Thursday, May 14, 2009
My Amsterdam Lair Talk This Weekend
An exciting weekend is about to start, next to spending tonight and Sunday with a really cute girl I’ll also give a talk to the Amsterdam lair; the topic is “sexual conversation & kino escalation”
The talk will especially focus on the sexual conversation part and ways to combine sexual conversation with kino escalation; kino escalation has been dealt with in just about every community product and I’d like to add more than recycle knowledge. I’ve been field-testing several strategies, tactics and even…God forbid…routines to move interactions sexual early over the last 6 months and I am really excited to share my new insights on Saturday. Before the talk, I’ll also spend a couple of hours with a Dutch community newbie to shop for a couple of t-shirts and accessories. We’ll probably also talk about game and if I see a cute girl during these couple of hours…yeah, you know what will happen.
There are a few other speakers and there might be a video or voice recording of the whole event. If it is recorded then I’ll find a way to share it through my blog.
Satisfaction
PS: There is another lay report coming up, I just didn’t find time to write it yet…watch this space!
The talk will especially focus on the sexual conversation part and ways to combine sexual conversation with kino escalation; kino escalation has been dealt with in just about every community product and I’d like to add more than recycle knowledge. I’ve been field-testing several strategies, tactics and even…God forbid…routines to move interactions sexual early over the last 6 months and I am really excited to share my new insights on Saturday. Before the talk, I’ll also spend a couple of hours with a Dutch community newbie to shop for a couple of t-shirts and accessories. We’ll probably also talk about game and if I see a cute girl during these couple of hours…yeah, you know what will happen.
There are a few other speakers and there might be a video or voice recording of the whole event. If it is recorded then I’ll find a way to share it through my blog.
Satisfaction
PS: There is another lay report coming up, I just didn’t find time to write it yet…watch this space!
Monday, April 27, 2009
FR: Showing a PU Workshop Student How to Escalate or The Club Clit Massage
One of my good friends, who is one of the top pick-up artists in the Netherlands and a great guy at the same time, has started to give workshops locally. We go out together and wing each other a lot and it is great fun as we have different flirt styles and different tastes in girls but still wing each other extremely well.
I meet Wildcouger and his student around midnight as I have had to attend a birthday dinner first. Caveman86 and Night Fever are also in the house and I already know that this student is going to have one of the best nights of his life going out with four advanced guys. Our exit follows quickly after my entrance, it is time to venue-change to make the night shine in fairy glitters of sexual energy!
Getting into the new venue I straight talk to the first group of girls I see, very briefly as I had no intentions but hey, being social feels great! At some point I see a cute girl and tell Wildcouger and his student to keep all eyes on me. As I open, attract and escalate I see Wildcouger pointing things out to the student, funny to know when you’re analyzed in real-time. Anyways, the girl did not make my cut after 10 minutes; I simply can’t have another lawyer unless she’s a sexual beast so quick kiss on the lips and NEXT. Wildcouger and his student have a big smile on their faces, must have been a useful demo; Wildcouger confirms that it was.
BOOM, and the group of female trouble makers has entered the building, they are crazy and some of them are super hot…must have one! I roll up to the bar next to the girl I want and say “is that how you’re expediting your orders?!” (grabbing my none existing tits) she says “whatever, you can move on now” to which I reply “No, I am gonna stay right here, you’re cute and I wanted to meet you to see if you’re cool, don’t really like weird girls, and so far you’re almost passing my tests”. Needless to say that I have been smiling the whole time and now she starts smiling too. I grab her neck pull her in close and whisper in her ear “actually you’re not cute at all, but you’re definitely sexy as fuck, probably a bad girl, are you?!” At this point, I am turning it physical, every time I say something, I grab her and pull her in hard, nibble on her ear or neck subsequently and touch my way up the physical escalation ladder. It doesn’t make sense to outline the rest of our conversation here but verbal and physical sexuality increased congruently. In the beginning, when I first move in for a kiss, she turns away and says she doesn’t kiss guys in a club or bar…”hahaha, we’ll see about that” was my answer. Going up the ladder further and further we end up making out, I finger her clit and she strokes my cock in the middle of the bar…of course in a way that her friends can’t fully see it…but lets be real they have seen it. I also tell her about the various sexual things I’d love to do to her when we’re alone, my words in combination with my hands all over her almost made her come right there in the bar, fully dressed.
Wildcouger and me leave to go back to Amsterdam at some point and the girls, Wildcouger obviously had one in the group as well, begged us to stay. We gave three of them a quick ride to another club while their friends took a taxi and the girls offered everything from massages to blowjobs to keep us with them…
Why did we not stay? Easy answer, logistics were so fucked that it was impossible to pull home; the girls were in a big group from a city 1 hour south of the bar and we live in Amsterdam, 1 hour north of the bar. It was absolutely clear that these girls would go home together in a group, I am not a fan of bathroom pulls, there was no park close by and frankly we were tired as hell! Hope some other guys capitalized on the Niagra Falls inspired buying temperature crotch wetness we built up…
Satisfaction
I meet Wildcouger and his student around midnight as I have had to attend a birthday dinner first. Caveman86 and Night Fever are also in the house and I already know that this student is going to have one of the best nights of his life going out with four advanced guys. Our exit follows quickly after my entrance, it is time to venue-change to make the night shine in fairy glitters of sexual energy!
Getting into the new venue I straight talk to the first group of girls I see, very briefly as I had no intentions but hey, being social feels great! At some point I see a cute girl and tell Wildcouger and his student to keep all eyes on me. As I open, attract and escalate I see Wildcouger pointing things out to the student, funny to know when you’re analyzed in real-time. Anyways, the girl did not make my cut after 10 minutes; I simply can’t have another lawyer unless she’s a sexual beast so quick kiss on the lips and NEXT. Wildcouger and his student have a big smile on their faces, must have been a useful demo; Wildcouger confirms that it was.
BOOM, and the group of female trouble makers has entered the building, they are crazy and some of them are super hot…must have one! I roll up to the bar next to the girl I want and say “is that how you’re expediting your orders?!” (grabbing my none existing tits) she says “whatever, you can move on now” to which I reply “No, I am gonna stay right here, you’re cute and I wanted to meet you to see if you’re cool, don’t really like weird girls, and so far you’re almost passing my tests”. Needless to say that I have been smiling the whole time and now she starts smiling too. I grab her neck pull her in close and whisper in her ear “actually you’re not cute at all, but you’re definitely sexy as fuck, probably a bad girl, are you?!” At this point, I am turning it physical, every time I say something, I grab her and pull her in hard, nibble on her ear or neck subsequently and touch my way up the physical escalation ladder. It doesn’t make sense to outline the rest of our conversation here but verbal and physical sexuality increased congruently. In the beginning, when I first move in for a kiss, she turns away and says she doesn’t kiss guys in a club or bar…”hahaha, we’ll see about that” was my answer. Going up the ladder further and further we end up making out, I finger her clit and she strokes my cock in the middle of the bar…of course in a way that her friends can’t fully see it…but lets be real they have seen it. I also tell her about the various sexual things I’d love to do to her when we’re alone, my words in combination with my hands all over her almost made her come right there in the bar, fully dressed.
Wildcouger and me leave to go back to Amsterdam at some point and the girls, Wildcouger obviously had one in the group as well, begged us to stay. We gave three of them a quick ride to another club while their friends took a taxi and the girls offered everything from massages to blowjobs to keep us with them…
Why did we not stay? Easy answer, logistics were so fucked that it was impossible to pull home; the girls were in a big group from a city 1 hour south of the bar and we live in Amsterdam, 1 hour north of the bar. It was absolutely clear that these girls would go home together in a group, I am not a fan of bathroom pulls, there was no park close by and frankly we were tired as hell! Hope some other guys capitalized on the Niagra Falls inspired buying temperature crotch wetness we built up…
Satisfaction
Monday, April 20, 2009
LR: Quick Pull & Alpine Sex…I Don’t Even Know Her Name
Went snowboarding in Austria for 10 days and it was wonderful to be out in the sun all day, but let’s get to the important part.
Met a girl during an après ski party, while I was dancing on a balcony some girl taps my shoulder and tells me angrily that all she sees of the party is my back. I tell that her she gets to stare at the sexiest back in the entire building and that she should be extremely happy about this wonderful dancing arrangement. I start dancing like a male stripper in front of her with a big smile on my face and it is ON!
We flirt for a while and of course I start touching, clawing and teasing her; combining verbal push/pull with physical push/pull is absolute money as it paints a more congruent overall picture of your behavior and the kino movements put the words on turbo if both are synchronized. Quite funny, she is rolling with three guy-friends who check up on us every once in a while but hey...no problem...of course I be-friended all of them within the first 5 minutes. She tries to kiss me a couple of times, but I tell her that my mom doesn’t allow me to kiss unknown girls before dinner, of course I tell her where I’ll be partying tonight and rejoin my brother’s and sister’s party after that.
Later on that night we are partying in another location (the one I mentioned to her) with brother, sister and a couple of my brother’s friends and sure enough, she enters the building at some point and comes straight up to me. I just look at her and straight away grab her head and initiate the make-out, we make out in the club for a bit, talk a bit, make out more and then…
IT IS TIME TO GO! SKO!
I grab her hand and lead her out of the place, make out a big more, including a couple of wall slams here and there and then I lead the way to my hotel. From there on it is business as usual, good sex…but…I still don’t know her name…uuhhpps!
Satisfaction
Met a girl during an après ski party, while I was dancing on a balcony some girl taps my shoulder and tells me angrily that all she sees of the party is my back. I tell that her she gets to stare at the sexiest back in the entire building and that she should be extremely happy about this wonderful dancing arrangement. I start dancing like a male stripper in front of her with a big smile on my face and it is ON!
We flirt for a while and of course I start touching, clawing and teasing her; combining verbal push/pull with physical push/pull is absolute money as it paints a more congruent overall picture of your behavior and the kino movements put the words on turbo if both are synchronized. Quite funny, she is rolling with three guy-friends who check up on us every once in a while but hey...no problem...of course I be-friended all of them within the first 5 minutes. She tries to kiss me a couple of times, but I tell her that my mom doesn’t allow me to kiss unknown girls before dinner, of course I tell her where I’ll be partying tonight and rejoin my brother’s and sister’s party after that.
Later on that night we are partying in another location (the one I mentioned to her) with brother, sister and a couple of my brother’s friends and sure enough, she enters the building at some point and comes straight up to me. I just look at her and straight away grab her head and initiate the make-out, we make out in the club for a bit, talk a bit, make out more and then…
IT IS TIME TO GO! SKO!
I grab her hand and lead her out of the place, make out a big more, including a couple of wall slams here and there and then I lead the way to my hotel. From there on it is business as usual, good sex…but…I still don’t know her name…uuhhpps!
Satisfaction
Sunday, March 22, 2009
FR: I hate stalkers, but I love tong piercings…
So on Friday night some of the top guys in Holland ;) decide to go out and hit the club together. The crew consists of Captain, Caveman86, WildCouger and myself, Satisfaction, WildCouger organizes guest list access as always and we roll into the club after having met at the C-bar. This is the first time that I am chilling with Caveman and he is a really cool and relaxed guy. Crowd is kind of strange and none of us feels attracted to any girl in the building, so we’re dancing in the middle of the dance-floor by ourselfs until the club fills up. Captain opens a couple of sets but doesn’t really like to take them too far cause the girls weren’t really up to his standard.
So we chill and don’t really approach anybody and just have fun and good conversation within our group. Caveman joins me when I go outside for a smoke and we talk about game and our influences for a bit and of course about his time in Australia. At some point he says “I am not in touch with my core”, “me neither” , his statement really hit it, if we had been in touch with our core the four of us would have gone through the venue find the handful of hot girls, meet them and start kissing them soon after. Luckily some weird dude tried to steal my cigarettes and why I said “what the fuck, give me cigs back” and grabbed the guys shoulder in a strong way I got back in-touch with my core. I get my cigs back and we go back inside.
Caveman attracts a girl by dancing in front of her like a male stripper, absolutely hilarious, Captain talks to a few girls, WildCouger has just met a hot German-Swedish girl and I…..I get calls and text messages from my latest stalker lady, you can read about her here: http://www.rsdnation.com/node/109364 .
I really cannot believe that she still calls me, thought everything was clear. WildCouger recommends not to react at all but she won’t stop calling and texting, three voicemails in five minutes…fuck….time to cut this with some radical action, slightly asshole like action in hindsight. I look around and see one cute girl who made a funny comment about another, slightly trashy girl, to Caveman and me after we called her glamorous. Straight away, I go up to her, claw her and tell her she has to help me out. “My stalker keeps calling, next time you’ll pick up and act like my new girlfriend” She smiles, agrees and loves the idea. “Thanks, my wonderful new girlfriend (claw-to-hug-to-hand-to-keylock)” Stalker calls again and she tells her off, hangs up the phone, falls into my arms and we start making out heavily while her friends are standing right next to us. I pick her up (literally) and carry her a couple of meters away, she loves the dominance and make out more and heavier, dry humping ensues. I am quite turned on cause I love tong piercings and she definitely knows how to use hers well. Rejoin my friends, we joke around for a while All of us are kind of tired and wanna go home, it is past 3am, I kiss the girl goodbye, still love her tong piercing, and we’re off into the night.
Got her number and we’ll probably hang out soon!
Satisfaction
So we chill and don’t really approach anybody and just have fun and good conversation within our group. Caveman joins me when I go outside for a smoke and we talk about game and our influences for a bit and of course about his time in Australia. At some point he says “I am not in touch with my core”, “me neither” , his statement really hit it, if we had been in touch with our core the four of us would have gone through the venue find the handful of hot girls, meet them and start kissing them soon after. Luckily some weird dude tried to steal my cigarettes and why I said “what the fuck, give me cigs back” and grabbed the guys shoulder in a strong way I got back in-touch with my core. I get my cigs back and we go back inside.
Caveman attracts a girl by dancing in front of her like a male stripper, absolutely hilarious, Captain talks to a few girls, WildCouger has just met a hot German-Swedish girl and I…..I get calls and text messages from my latest stalker lady, you can read about her here: http://www.rsdnation.com/node/109364 .
I really cannot believe that she still calls me, thought everything was clear. WildCouger recommends not to react at all but she won’t stop calling and texting, three voicemails in five minutes…fuck….time to cut this with some radical action, slightly asshole like action in hindsight. I look around and see one cute girl who made a funny comment about another, slightly trashy girl, to Caveman and me after we called her glamorous. Straight away, I go up to her, claw her and tell her she has to help me out. “My stalker keeps calling, next time you’ll pick up and act like my new girlfriend” She smiles, agrees and loves the idea. “Thanks, my wonderful new girlfriend (claw-to-hug-to-hand-to-keylock)” Stalker calls again and she tells her off, hangs up the phone, falls into my arms and we start making out heavily while her friends are standing right next to us. I pick her up (literally) and carry her a couple of meters away, she loves the dominance and make out more and heavier, dry humping ensues. I am quite turned on cause I love tong piercings and she definitely knows how to use hers well. Rejoin my friends, we joke around for a while All of us are kind of tired and wanna go home, it is past 3am, I kiss the girl goodbye, still love her tong piercing, and we’re off into the night.
Got her number and we’ll probably hang out soon!
Satisfaction
Batman kisses Wonder-Woman
Come home to my favorite town in Europe on Thursday night and have to rush because I am late for a free talk from Cajun and Tenmagnet, props to SmoothDoc for organizing it! The talk is short (1.5h) and touches upon many topics, ok overall, especially since it is free, but a going in depth on one topic for 1.5h would have made it even better.
Pumped up, Wildcouger and me decide to hit a new sweet-spot in town and it is awesome, lots of hot girls. After checking the place out and talking to an old friend who I haven’t seen for a while, I see a group of three hot girls basically gaming guys for drinks and attention. The hottest girl in the group, is killing it, pushes out her nice tits, games the guy, pushes him away and the next one already waits in line. Somehow, there is this competitive feeling in my I just want to beat her game with mine, unhealthy thought, I know but definitely a fun interaction in the end, here it is:
Satisfaction: You girls are sisters! (going in, hard, through the guys and very close to the girls, clawing the two hot blonds)
Hottest One: Hihihihi, yes we are! And you?!
Satisfaction: Yeah you’re like the cute killer sisters on a man murder streak.
Hottest One: Ohh, you’re sweet (touching my cheek)
Satisfaction: (removing her hand, but holding on to it) I’ll charge you five euros every time you do that….(she looks astonished but amuse)…touching my ass is 10 by the way…(more astonished and amused look, starts smiling)…since you’re Dutch you’re probably into discounts..I’ll give you 20% (she bursts out in laughter, I pull her in hard)
Hottest One: (who I have all to myself right now as we’re both trying to order drinks) So, where are you from?
Satisfaction: Oh, shit, I never make many friends with my nationality, ok who cares, I (pause) am (pause) German (big smile, clawing her and pulling her in hard)
Hottest One: No you’re not! Can’t be!
Satisfaction: Yes I am (hand her my ID)
Hottest One: (turns her friend around towards us) check this out…blabla
Satisfaction: Hey! We’re up here girls ( point to my eyes), so what’s your name?
Hottest One: It is a secret…hihihi
Satisfaction: Ok, I’ll call you Wonder-Woman. Do you think I am more of a Batman or a Spiderman? (and another hard claw-pull in with intense eye contact)
Wonder-Woman: Definitely Batman, definitely!
Batman: Ok, Wonder-Woman, I gotta go chill with my friends for a bit but I’ll see you later we might have to save the world together and kick that fag Robin out of the Batmobile so that we can make out like crazy in there. (big smile), you know what I like about the Dutch? You always give three kisses (pull her in)
Wonder-Woman: (Gives me a big kiss on the cheek) That’s all you get for now, I am hard to get!
Batman: Congratulations (pull her in very close, and whisper in her ear) I am hard (pull her in against my dick)…see you a bit, Wonder-Woman (slightly stunned but regains her fun party-mood within a couple of seconds)
I go back to Wildcouger and he laughingly asks me what the fuck I am doing, I tell him that I am in a game competition mood and that it’s all good fun. Tell him how the interaction went down so far and he’s laughing, he tells me about the girl he talked to who is really cute as well. I say go for it to which he replies “hahaha, already had her before”. Good story.
I decide to hit up Wonder-Woman again, who is surrounded by two guys. I go through the guys, claw her and pull her in.
Batman: So, how are you doing Wonder-Woman, having fun playing with all these boys?
Wonder-Woman: (laughing) yeah it is fun, definitely.
Batman: So what does your none Wonder-Woman alter ego do?
Wonder-Woman: I study law and I work in suit store X
Batman: Miss having a soul sometimes?
Wonder-Woman: (hahaha) so what do you do?
Batman: Management consultant, studied business.
Wonder-Woman: Ha, not much of a soul either (smile) you should come by the store and buy a tie sometime though.
Batman: Shit I gotta go already, was really nice hanging out with you Wonder-Woman.
Wonder-Woman: Same here, hope to see you again soon, here, or in the store (smile) I am going to fly to you tonight, Batman!
Batman: I thought Wonder-Woman can’t fly, think she is actually a hot blond Dutch girl and rides a bike! (pull her in again, we give each other three kisses, have intense eye contact and kiss each other on the mouth for a couple of seconds) see you soon sweety!
This was actually a strange interaction, I just wanted to compete with her but thinking back, the girl was quite cool. Maybe I’ll see her again, with hopefully more time at hand, so I can get a solid phone number from her…if not there were a couple more hot girls this weekend, check my other reports.
Satisfaction
Pumped up, Wildcouger and me decide to hit a new sweet-spot in town and it is awesome, lots of hot girls. After checking the place out and talking to an old friend who I haven’t seen for a while, I see a group of three hot girls basically gaming guys for drinks and attention. The hottest girl in the group, is killing it, pushes out her nice tits, games the guy, pushes him away and the next one already waits in line. Somehow, there is this competitive feeling in my I just want to beat her game with mine, unhealthy thought, I know but definitely a fun interaction in the end, here it is:
Satisfaction: You girls are sisters! (going in, hard, through the guys and very close to the girls, clawing the two hot blonds)
Hottest One: Hihihihi, yes we are! And you?!
Satisfaction: Yeah you’re like the cute killer sisters on a man murder streak.
Hottest One: Ohh, you’re sweet (touching my cheek)
Satisfaction: (removing her hand, but holding on to it) I’ll charge you five euros every time you do that….(she looks astonished but amuse)…touching my ass is 10 by the way…(more astonished and amused look, starts smiling)…since you’re Dutch you’re probably into discounts..I’ll give you 20% (she bursts out in laughter, I pull her in hard)
Hottest One: (who I have all to myself right now as we’re both trying to order drinks) So, where are you from?
Satisfaction: Oh, shit, I never make many friends with my nationality, ok who cares, I (pause) am (pause) German (big smile, clawing her and pulling her in hard)
Hottest One: No you’re not! Can’t be!
Satisfaction: Yes I am (hand her my ID)
Hottest One: (turns her friend around towards us) check this out…blabla
Satisfaction: Hey! We’re up here girls ( point to my eyes), so what’s your name?
Hottest One: It is a secret…hihihi
Satisfaction: Ok, I’ll call you Wonder-Woman. Do you think I am more of a Batman or a Spiderman? (and another hard claw-pull in with intense eye contact)
Wonder-Woman: Definitely Batman, definitely!
Batman: Ok, Wonder-Woman, I gotta go chill with my friends for a bit but I’ll see you later we might have to save the world together and kick that fag Robin out of the Batmobile so that we can make out like crazy in there. (big smile), you know what I like about the Dutch? You always give three kisses (pull her in)
Wonder-Woman: (Gives me a big kiss on the cheek) That’s all you get for now, I am hard to get!
Batman: Congratulations (pull her in very close, and whisper in her ear) I am hard (pull her in against my dick)…see you a bit, Wonder-Woman (slightly stunned but regains her fun party-mood within a couple of seconds)
I go back to Wildcouger and he laughingly asks me what the fuck I am doing, I tell him that I am in a game competition mood and that it’s all good fun. Tell him how the interaction went down so far and he’s laughing, he tells me about the girl he talked to who is really cute as well. I say go for it to which he replies “hahaha, already had her before”. Good story.
I decide to hit up Wonder-Woman again, who is surrounded by two guys. I go through the guys, claw her and pull her in.
Batman: So, how are you doing Wonder-Woman, having fun playing with all these boys?
Wonder-Woman: (laughing) yeah it is fun, definitely.
Batman: So what does your none Wonder-Woman alter ego do?
Wonder-Woman: I study law and I work in suit store X
Batman: Miss having a soul sometimes?
Wonder-Woman: (hahaha) so what do you do?
Batman: Management consultant, studied business.
Wonder-Woman: Ha, not much of a soul either (smile) you should come by the store and buy a tie sometime though.
Batman: Shit I gotta go already, was really nice hanging out with you Wonder-Woman.
Wonder-Woman: Same here, hope to see you again soon, here, or in the store (smile) I am going to fly to you tonight, Batman!
Batman: I thought Wonder-Woman can’t fly, think she is actually a hot blond Dutch girl and rides a bike! (pull her in again, we give each other three kisses, have intense eye contact and kiss each other on the mouth for a couple of seconds) see you soon sweety!
This was actually a strange interaction, I just wanted to compete with her but thinking back, the girl was quite cool. Maybe I’ll see her again, with hopefully more time at hand, so I can get a solid phone number from her…if not there were a couple more hot girls this weekend, check my other reports.
Satisfaction
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Why is my game a fucking ten? Affirmations done the right way!
People talk about positive affirmation a lot in conjunction with picking up women, the saying “my game is a fucking ten!” is well known and practiced in the community. The reason why it hardly works with logically inclined people is that they cannot get out of their head and cannot believe a reality they or others are preaching to themselves with no real proof.
The solution for these people is to stay in their head for a little while during the initial approach until a well flowing pick-up catapults them out their heads automatically. Of course this is about staying in your head in the right, positively focused way. It is still possible to say “my game is a fucking ten!” and in order to fully believe it, it is of utmost importance to ask yourself:
“Why is my game a fucking ten?”
Everybody can come up with naming personal strengths which form great answers to this question in various ways. This should be done at home in a reflective, quiet moment and afterwards it is possible to turn things around even when you’re in your head. You just have to focus on the positive aspects in your head, the ones you have reflected on at home, and then you can truly tell yourself “my game is a fucking ten!” and even add the reasons that make it a ten
My game is a fucking ten because:
I am very funny and intelligent
I like to tease girls and they love it
I am a truly friendly and giving guy
I am dominant from the core, as a true man
I can always step it up
I am a tall and attractive guy
I can turn most of my day 2’s sexual
I am an excellent kisser, any girl that kisses me gets addicted
I can make any girl come
The points above are my positive affirmations, I have thought about them for a while and they are all true and help me to go forward even if I am in my head. With these points in mind I can always believe that most women want me…bad. You can easily find your own, just think about yourself positively for a while and you’ll get them. Everybody has some strong points that apply to game and combinations can make the picture of a full package complete!
Go make your list before the sun sets and apply it if you’re in your head tonight, good luck and let me know how it went!
Satisfaction
Monday, March 9, 2009
FR: Accidently Gaming the Hottest Barkeeper, Breaking Jeffy’s Rule
Normally it is not my style to take any game rules from other people as a bottom line standard for myself but Jeffy’s set of rules, don’t game family, work-colleagues or people that provide a regular service for you, has always seemed to make sense to me but accidents happen, even pleasant accidents. A warning ahead, this FR does not contain too much value for other readers, maybe brings some people further in their right interpretation of female cues but it is primarily written for myself.
The plan is to go out with Wildcouger to Erik Morillo’s birthday bash, a party with quite a few HOUSEhold names behind the wheels of steel of whom Wildcouger knows at least half – damn this guy is well connected, and lots of hot girls in a large venue…set for a perfect night.
Unfortunately Wildcouger is absolutely tired from the night before and a day at the boat show; he cancels. Now, I can be a chode and spend my Saturday night at home or go to one of the bars that used to be on top of my favorites list a while ago, of course the second option becomes reality.
Last summer, this place has seen me almost every weekend and there I picked up the two best affairs I have had last summer. At that bar I, I have always been fascinated, actually mesmerized, by this extremely hot black girl behind the bar, but I have never hit on her…rule number three at work….which has been broken tonight ;)
It is packed as usual and I go upstairs cause it is easier to get a drink there and I love to have a venue overview in the beginning of the night. Funny enough, I run into a couple of friends from another city and spend the evening chatting with them, hadn’t seen them for a while.
When I want to order my first drink, the hot barkeeper says “you want a gin & tonic, right?” Ok, she remembers what I drink, even though she gets a thousand different orders per night and I haven’t been there for a while, IOI deluxe. I order a coke and she’s like “really? Normally you drink g&t, don’t you?” “Yeah, I do, but right now I don’t; you guys must have some sort of a cola in your wide assortment of drinks, don’t you (smirk smile)?” She smiles and gets me the coke. A minute later I accidentally find myself gaming a blond girl with a Hawaiian flower necklace right in front of the barkeeper’s and my friends’ noses. Chill back with my friends again, the girl wasn’t really my type.
At some point, the sexy black barkeeper invites me and a couple of my friends to take a shot with her and her colleague, the place normally doesn’t give away free drinks at all. She doesn’t make straight eye contact with me at the time of saying cheers so I grab / claw her and whisper in her ear that this missing eye contact will cause her to have at least seven years of bad sex. She smiles and says “oh shit, what now?” “ Gotta live with it girl, or follow the official rules of cheers to begin with” We have another cheers , this time with intense eye contact, she melts. This was roughly the first time that we’ve exchanged more than drinks and money…
I leave the place early, around 02:00am, and run into her on my way out. She asks “are you gonna be here next weekend? Please come by next weekend!” Here in Amsterdam, hired guns don’t give shit if people come back or not and they also don’t care about tips, strangely enough, the bouncers expect tips, the barkeepers don’t. Basically, I know that she has been totally into me on Saturday night, but I somehow did not number-close her, still tried to follow rule number three then. I have thought about it long and hard; yes I can miss this bar on my list of regular places if shit hits the fan. The decision is made, I will get her number coming Friday and pursue her…hard! It is likely that there is a glorious cappuccino type of lay report coming up in the next few weeks!
Satisfaction
The plan is to go out with Wildcouger to Erik Morillo’s birthday bash, a party with quite a few HOUSEhold names behind the wheels of steel of whom Wildcouger knows at least half – damn this guy is well connected, and lots of hot girls in a large venue…set for a perfect night.
Unfortunately Wildcouger is absolutely tired from the night before and a day at the boat show; he cancels. Now, I can be a chode and spend my Saturday night at home or go to one of the bars that used to be on top of my favorites list a while ago, of course the second option becomes reality.
Last summer, this place has seen me almost every weekend and there I picked up the two best affairs I have had last summer. At that bar I, I have always been fascinated, actually mesmerized, by this extremely hot black girl behind the bar, but I have never hit on her…rule number three at work….which has been broken tonight ;)
It is packed as usual and I go upstairs cause it is easier to get a drink there and I love to have a venue overview in the beginning of the night. Funny enough, I run into a couple of friends from another city and spend the evening chatting with them, hadn’t seen them for a while.
When I want to order my first drink, the hot barkeeper says “you want a gin & tonic, right?” Ok, she remembers what I drink, even though she gets a thousand different orders per night and I haven’t been there for a while, IOI deluxe. I order a coke and she’s like “really? Normally you drink g&t, don’t you?” “Yeah, I do, but right now I don’t; you guys must have some sort of a cola in your wide assortment of drinks, don’t you (smirk smile)?” She smiles and gets me the coke. A minute later I accidentally find myself gaming a blond girl with a Hawaiian flower necklace right in front of the barkeeper’s and my friends’ noses. Chill back with my friends again, the girl wasn’t really my type.
At some point, the sexy black barkeeper invites me and a couple of my friends to take a shot with her and her colleague, the place normally doesn’t give away free drinks at all. She doesn’t make straight eye contact with me at the time of saying cheers so I grab / claw her and whisper in her ear that this missing eye contact will cause her to have at least seven years of bad sex. She smiles and says “oh shit, what now?” “ Gotta live with it girl, or follow the official rules of cheers to begin with” We have another cheers , this time with intense eye contact, she melts. This was roughly the first time that we’ve exchanged more than drinks and money…
I leave the place early, around 02:00am, and run into her on my way out. She asks “are you gonna be here next weekend? Please come by next weekend!” Here in Amsterdam, hired guns don’t give shit if people come back or not and they also don’t care about tips, strangely enough, the bouncers expect tips, the barkeepers don’t. Basically, I know that she has been totally into me on Saturday night, but I somehow did not number-close her, still tried to follow rule number three then. I have thought about it long and hard; yes I can miss this bar on my list of regular places if shit hits the fan. The decision is made, I will get her number coming Friday and pursue her…hard! It is likely that there is a glorious cappuccino type of lay report coming up in the next few weeks!
Satisfaction
Sunday, March 8, 2009
LR: High Calorie Sandwich in the Park – or I wish I didn’t know pick-up when I am Drunk
It is Friday and I am set to go for a few drinks with some friends I know from our university days, we all live in Amsterdam at the moment. Clearly a none game, but friendly drinking night…at least that is the plan.
After drinking for a few hours, and getting quite tipsy, I run into a some blond, 40 year old, slightly larger milf, maybe a six, if you wanna use the old scale. Don’t really know what happened but think she said something that somehow made me feel challenged and switched the hardcore sexual side of my game on. I don’t really care what other people think of me but when I am drunk I do not give a fuck in the worst possible way.
I isolate the milf from the other two dudes she is with and straight start talking sexually to which she responds well, the convo keeps developing that way for 10 more minutes, as far as I can remember, I pushed it fucking hard. My friends are leaving and the bar is closing; by now I have grabbed her tits, ass and pussy as well as put her hand on my dick.
I slam her against the wall outside make out with her and tell her that I wanna fuck her…hard! She tries to take a bit of control and that makes me even more dominant…and her more attracted. She doesn’t wanna go to her place and I don’t wanna wake up next to her so we don’t go to mine.
This sounds really weird but after another wall slam, I lead to the park, make out, take her pants off, actually caveman style rip her string off her, tell her to turn around and fuck her in the park in the middle of Amsterdam. Oh yeah, she also took some coke, but I am not into that shit…
On the one hand it is cool, cause it is all about making more sandwiches and a couple of high calorie ones here and there don’t hurt; on the other hand I wish my game knowledge and experience would be inaccessible when I am drunk cause I wouldn’t fuck a coked up, 40 year old milf 6 in the middle of a park (or anywhere) sober.
Well it is all about making sandwiches…
Satisfaction
After drinking for a few hours, and getting quite tipsy, I run into a some blond, 40 year old, slightly larger milf, maybe a six, if you wanna use the old scale. Don’t really know what happened but think she said something that somehow made me feel challenged and switched the hardcore sexual side of my game on. I don’t really care what other people think of me but when I am drunk I do not give a fuck in the worst possible way.
I isolate the milf from the other two dudes she is with and straight start talking sexually to which she responds well, the convo keeps developing that way for 10 more minutes, as far as I can remember, I pushed it fucking hard. My friends are leaving and the bar is closing; by now I have grabbed her tits, ass and pussy as well as put her hand on my dick.
I slam her against the wall outside make out with her and tell her that I wanna fuck her…hard! She tries to take a bit of control and that makes me even more dominant…and her more attracted. She doesn’t wanna go to her place and I don’t wanna wake up next to her so we don’t go to mine.
This sounds really weird but after another wall slam, I lead to the park, make out, take her pants off, actually caveman style rip her string off her, tell her to turn around and fuck her in the park in the middle of Amsterdam. Oh yeah, she also took some coke, but I am not into that shit…
On the one hand it is cool, cause it is all about making more sandwiches and a couple of high calorie ones here and there don’t hurt; on the other hand I wish my game knowledge and experience would be inaccessible when I am drunk cause I wouldn’t fuck a coked up, 40 year old milf 6 in the middle of a park (or anywhere) sober.
Well it is all about making sandwiches…
Satisfaction
FR: A couple of drinks and a hot nurse’s number on Thursday night
Went out for a couple of drinks with Wildcouger on Thursday night, short night (couple of hours) cause we both have to work on Friday. We meet the bar we always meet at, small place but lots of hot girls and Wildcouger knows the personnel, good place to enjoy a few drinks and girls on a Thursday night.
Wildcouger opens and small talks to girls left and right and I am kind of chilling back a little until this very cute non-Dutch looking girl walks by towards the bathroom. I open her on the way back to her table by simple saying, “ hey you don’t look Dutch!”, she stops I smile and say “are you British”, keep smiling, she smiles back and says “no, I am Australian, where are you from?”. We have a nice little conversation but I don’t take it anywhere because she seems kind of prudish. At some point I let her go back to her table and join Wildcouger who has re-opened a blond 2set, one of them got stopped by Wildcouger earlier and talked to us for a while, cute funny blond nurse. Her friend is also very funny and quite cute as well. I focus on the blond nurse, she is a bit tipsy but super hot in my opinion. At some point she asks me if I was gay, which happens sometimes and is great cause there is only one appropriate response, the kiss-claw combo response with a bit of bite on the side.
I gently brush her hair to the side then I move in hard to kiss and bite her neck while having my arm around her in firm grip. “Do you still think I am gay?” “I dunno” she tipsily says. This is the point where I should have just gone for a short but full make-out…but I didn’t. We bounce to another bar with the girls, have one more drink and one more neck kiss and exchange phone numbers as well as the following sms later on that night.
Me: hope you biked home without crashing into anybody;)? Kiss and see you next time!
Her: Luckily I survived and nobody crashed into me, now I am going to sleep nicely. Did you get sexually harassed by any gay guys on your way home? Hihihi…Joke, sleep well X
We’ll see where I take this. More funny things happened this weekend.
So long,
Satisfaction
Wildcouger opens and small talks to girls left and right and I am kind of chilling back a little until this very cute non-Dutch looking girl walks by towards the bathroom. I open her on the way back to her table by simple saying, “ hey you don’t look Dutch!”, she stops I smile and say “are you British”, keep smiling, she smiles back and says “no, I am Australian, where are you from?”. We have a nice little conversation but I don’t take it anywhere because she seems kind of prudish. At some point I let her go back to her table and join Wildcouger who has re-opened a blond 2set, one of them got stopped by Wildcouger earlier and talked to us for a while, cute funny blond nurse. Her friend is also very funny and quite cute as well. I focus on the blond nurse, she is a bit tipsy but super hot in my opinion. At some point she asks me if I was gay, which happens sometimes and is great cause there is only one appropriate response, the kiss-claw combo response with a bit of bite on the side.
I gently brush her hair to the side then I move in hard to kiss and bite her neck while having my arm around her in firm grip. “Do you still think I am gay?” “I dunno” she tipsily says. This is the point where I should have just gone for a short but full make-out…but I didn’t. We bounce to another bar with the girls, have one more drink and one more neck kiss and exchange phone numbers as well as the following sms later on that night.
Me: hope you biked home without crashing into anybody;)? Kiss and see you next time!
Her: Luckily I survived and nobody crashed into me, now I am going to sleep nicely. Did you get sexually harassed by any gay guys on your way home? Hihihi…Joke, sleep well X
We’ll see where I take this. More funny things happened this weekend.
So long,
Satisfaction
Thursday, March 5, 2009
LR: Taking the sauna day 2 all the way!
So after a long day of client work on Wednesday I am happy to see the girl I met in the sauna on Tuesday. Before I go, I check the internet one last time and see Brad’s new article about dominance and leading which I read, just like I also listened to Brad’s mastermind CD on the same topic earlier that week. After quickly reading the article I arrive two minutes late in the lobby and the girl acts like she doesn’t appreciate hit but hey, I know it is not a big deal, laugh it off, tell her to behave and take her outside. She asks where we are going and I tell her we’re going to this great cocktail bar in the old part of the city. She tells me that she only drinks beer and wine which I flat out ignore, thinking that the place will surely have either wine or beer or both.
At the tram stop awaits more logistical resistance, the next tram is coming in 18 minutes, she goes like, “hey why don’t we just go to this Chinese restaurant around the corner instead and have some wine there” but I am not settling for some chodey Chinese restaurant when I can go to a chilled out cocktail bar that’s even called chill out. So I tell, “ look we can call a taxi but we should really go to (hype up, hype up….) cocktail bar, let’s go!” and I grab my phone and she is like “no wait it is only 8 more minutes”. There we go, I think… We talk for the remaining time about random stuff that I cannot remember but I kept teasing her a little bit and grabbed her from time to time…claw style.
After tram and bus, yes there is an overnight tram track construction as well, we arrive after only 20 minutes of travel and take a quick walk to the bar where we drink two bottles of white wine over 3.5 hours.
While at the bar we have all types of comfort talk about everything and nothing, but I make sure that we increasingly talk about crazy things we have done and sex as well as one night stands towards the end of the evening. At some point early on in the conversation I tell her that I bite, she looks at me stunned, I look at her with laser determination for a second and then I just move in and bite her neck, I bite her neck a couple more times throughout the night. Another way of getting physical, I grab her leg (calf) and start massaging it. She refuses the massage at first and also looks at me strangely after the first bite but hey it is all good fun and really nothing special to me in that moment. I just do it again until she gets very comfortable with it.
At the end of the night, I grab her hand she puts her other hand on top of it and there is a moment of intense eye contact. “Let’s go”, with her hand firmly in mine I lead her out of the bar to the taxis, in the taxi to our hotel we start making out and don’t stop until we’re there. We get into the elevator and I press my floor she presses hers which comes first, when the door opens, I slam her against the elevator wall, starting making out heavily and press the door close button. She says “oh maybe we should leave this till next time” and I tell her to chill and that we won’t do anything she doesn’t want to do.
Basically we get into my room there is one more wall slam, a bed slam and then it is full glory time. Next day at the office was hard, but getting to sleep at four in the morning was worth it.
So long,
Satisfaction
At the tram stop awaits more logistical resistance, the next tram is coming in 18 minutes, she goes like, “hey why don’t we just go to this Chinese restaurant around the corner instead and have some wine there” but I am not settling for some chodey Chinese restaurant when I can go to a chilled out cocktail bar that’s even called chill out. So I tell, “ look we can call a taxi but we should really go to (hype up, hype up….) cocktail bar, let’s go!” and I grab my phone and she is like “no wait it is only 8 more minutes”. There we go, I think… We talk for the remaining time about random stuff that I cannot remember but I kept teasing her a little bit and grabbed her from time to time…claw style.
After tram and bus, yes there is an overnight tram track construction as well, we arrive after only 20 minutes of travel and take a quick walk to the bar where we drink two bottles of white wine over 3.5 hours.
While at the bar we have all types of comfort talk about everything and nothing, but I make sure that we increasingly talk about crazy things we have done and sex as well as one night stands towards the end of the evening. At some point early on in the conversation I tell her that I bite, she looks at me stunned, I look at her with laser determination for a second and then I just move in and bite her neck, I bite her neck a couple more times throughout the night. Another way of getting physical, I grab her leg (calf) and start massaging it. She refuses the massage at first and also looks at me strangely after the first bite but hey it is all good fun and really nothing special to me in that moment. I just do it again until she gets very comfortable with it.
At the end of the night, I grab her hand she puts her other hand on top of it and there is a moment of intense eye contact. “Let’s go”, with her hand firmly in mine I lead her out of the bar to the taxis, in the taxi to our hotel we start making out and don’t stop until we’re there. We get into the elevator and I press my floor she presses hers which comes first, when the door opens, I slam her against the elevator wall, starting making out heavily and press the door close button. She says “oh maybe we should leave this till next time” and I tell her to chill and that we won’t do anything she doesn’t want to do.
Basically we get into my room there is one more wall slam, a bed slam and then it is full glory time. Next day at the office was hard, but getting to sleep at four in the morning was worth it.
So long,
Satisfaction
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Day 2 close in the sauna…I was naked
Hey guys, I went to the sauna in my hotel yesterday as I do every Tuesday evening after working out. I am staffed on this project abroad and trying to make the best of my little free time here which includes going out Wednesday’s and hitting the sauna on Tuesdays, Monday nights I usually catch up on my sleeping hours and on Thursdays I am back in the greatest city in Europe, Amsterdam but anyways back to the sauna FR…
Every Tuesday, I hope to meet Swedish underwear models in the sauna and only come across middle aged business men, looking for Swedish underwear models…not cool. Yesterday night was different, when I came in there was an older lady swimming in the pool and the rest of the place looked deserted but when I entered the sauna a cute girl, probably in her late twenties like me, was already there. She was laying there in a bikini, I entered naked, standardly; probably weird to you US boys but clothing in German or Dutch saunas is a big no-no. So I almost opened by busting her balls for wearing a bikini but quickly realized that this would be extremely sleazy at that particular moment.
Instead I asked her if the sand clock was at 7.5 minutes at the moment and realized she didn’t speak German so I repeated the question in English. She said yes and I said great, at least I know now when to leave otherwise I might pass out and fall onto the oven. She answered don’t worry I’d rescue you…at that point I know it is ON. So we talk a bit, she tells me that she is Czech and here on a project just like me. We talk about lots of things and I am my pure friendly, teasing and naked self, strangely enough it felt extremely comfortable to talk to and attract a girl in a bikini while I am naked. At some point she leaves the sauna to go swimming and I leave a few minutes later to chill.
We talk again during the second round of sweating and this time the older lady is in the sweatbox too but acts like she is not there. I ask her if she’s here until Thursday as well and she says yes. After that I casually tell her that I am usually going for drinks on Wednesday with my friend girl X and tell that she should come along tomorrow. She says “well I hope your girlfriend doesn’t mind but I’d really like to go for drinks with you” “Girl X is not my girlfriend and if she was, then she wouldn’t mind”. I tell her to meet me in the lobby at 20:30. I said, “you can easily recognize me, I am the 2m (6’6) tall guy with dark red hair. She’s like “and you know I am usually blond”. I am loving this sexual energy between us already. Drinks are set for tonight and girl X doesn’t have time so it is just the two of us.
Met her again in the elevator this morning and called her out on being a brunette in a funny way to which she very reactively answered “oh you’re a liar too, you told you were 2m but you’re actually 2.05m” “Oh don’t worry, I am just wearing high heels today” and we hit the ground floor… I’ll provide a long (LR) or short (she flaked so I went to the club to get another one) update tomorrow, in the meantime I’ll make sure to enjoy my night, she’s clearly attracted to me and it is my choice not hers!
Satisfaction
Every Tuesday, I hope to meet Swedish underwear models in the sauna and only come across middle aged business men, looking for Swedish underwear models…not cool. Yesterday night was different, when I came in there was an older lady swimming in the pool and the rest of the place looked deserted but when I entered the sauna a cute girl, probably in her late twenties like me, was already there. She was laying there in a bikini, I entered naked, standardly; probably weird to you US boys but clothing in German or Dutch saunas is a big no-no. So I almost opened by busting her balls for wearing a bikini but quickly realized that this would be extremely sleazy at that particular moment.
Instead I asked her if the sand clock was at 7.5 minutes at the moment and realized she didn’t speak German so I repeated the question in English. She said yes and I said great, at least I know now when to leave otherwise I might pass out and fall onto the oven. She answered don’t worry I’d rescue you…at that point I know it is ON. So we talk a bit, she tells me that she is Czech and here on a project just like me. We talk about lots of things and I am my pure friendly, teasing and naked self, strangely enough it felt extremely comfortable to talk to and attract a girl in a bikini while I am naked. At some point she leaves the sauna to go swimming and I leave a few minutes later to chill.
We talk again during the second round of sweating and this time the older lady is in the sweatbox too but acts like she is not there. I ask her if she’s here until Thursday as well and she says yes. After that I casually tell her that I am usually going for drinks on Wednesday with my friend girl X and tell that she should come along tomorrow. She says “well I hope your girlfriend doesn’t mind but I’d really like to go for drinks with you” “Girl X is not my girlfriend and if she was, then she wouldn’t mind”. I tell her to meet me in the lobby at 20:30. I said, “you can easily recognize me, I am the 2m (6’6) tall guy with dark red hair. She’s like “and you know I am usually blond”. I am loving this sexual energy between us already. Drinks are set for tonight and girl X doesn’t have time so it is just the two of us.
Met her again in the elevator this morning and called her out on being a brunette in a funny way to which she very reactively answered “oh you’re a liar too, you told you were 2m but you’re actually 2.05m” “Oh don’t worry, I am just wearing high heels today” and we hit the ground floor… I’ll provide a long (LR) or short (she flaked so I went to the club to get another one) update tomorrow, in the meantime I’ll make sure to enjoy my night, she’s clearly attracted to me and it is my choice not hers!
Satisfaction
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Kiss Closing while Leaving the Club
The fury ignited in me after some dude picked up his girlfriend’s / wive’s / cousin’s phone or whatever their relationship is, number closed her last weekend but well she's the one who is missing out…so I went out with a girl I know from university, she’s always been a very good friend. Was great fun last night, she complained that guys don’t approach her here in D. and everybody hooks up with each other where she works and hooking up at work is a no-no for her…hahaha Germany is full of chodes. So I told her that generally most guys (>95%) are too afraid to approach girls in a club or bar. I tried to point out guys for her to meet and explained her how to make proper eye-contact as a girl but she always said no, too young, no too short, you’re the cutest guy in this club anyways…hahaha great…but hey we’re good friends and it is clear that we won’t hook up….well what’s clear these days.
So anyways we are standing at a table and there is a whole death-row of guys staring at her and four blonds behind us who are out with their gay friend. She tells me, I know you got balls why don’t you talk to the cutest one of the blonds, by the time she finished her statement I had already opened the set, started flirting with the hot blond and explored the magnitude of her upper-back tattoo. Turn around and walk the two steps back after 5 minutes and my friend says “you should have seen these guys (the death-row) staring and talking to each other wondering how someone can just walk up to one of the hottest girls in the club and start a conversation”….great fun! Well, the hot blond stated she’s nearly every Wednesday at that particular club and asked if I was going to be there next week or the week after as well, love it! So my friend and me danced a bit more with the blond group (me, 5 girls and a gay guy….wonderful) and left at 01:00. Now comes the best part, at the door towards coat check there was another girl (not super hot, but do-able) dancing go-go style. I started imitating her in front of her and then wanted to leave cause my friend was waiting at the coat check and she stands in my way saying “you’re not leaving” with a smirk smile. So I thought what the fuck, kiss-closed her for 30 seconds without a word and said “so I have paid my passing dues, time to go” and left. My friend was laughing her ass off.
So that was yesterday night…apparently Tim’s fury concept works wonders for me, never felt it that strong. If my football club loses the super important derby tomorrow night I’ll get beyond furious and you’ll probably see me fucking a girl on the dancefloor!
Satisfaction
So anyways we are standing at a table and there is a whole death-row of guys staring at her and four blonds behind us who are out with their gay friend. She tells me, I know you got balls why don’t you talk to the cutest one of the blonds, by the time she finished her statement I had already opened the set, started flirting with the hot blond and explored the magnitude of her upper-back tattoo. Turn around and walk the two steps back after 5 minutes and my friend says “you should have seen these guys (the death-row) staring and talking to each other wondering how someone can just walk up to one of the hottest girls in the club and start a conversation”….great fun! Well, the hot blond stated she’s nearly every Wednesday at that particular club and asked if I was going to be there next week or the week after as well, love it! So my friend and me danced a bit more with the blond group (me, 5 girls and a gay guy….wonderful) and left at 01:00. Now comes the best part, at the door towards coat check there was another girl (not super hot, but do-able) dancing go-go style. I started imitating her in front of her and then wanted to leave cause my friend was waiting at the coat check and she stands in my way saying “you’re not leaving” with a smirk smile. So I thought what the fuck, kiss-closed her for 30 seconds without a word and said “so I have paid my passing dues, time to go” and left. My friend was laughing her ass off.
So that was yesterday night…apparently Tim’s fury concept works wonders for me, never felt it that strong. If my football club loses the super important derby tomorrow night I’ll get beyond furious and you’ll probably see me fucking a girl on the dancefloor!
Satisfaction
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
FR: Missing the Time Window of Opportunity with the Club Turbo
The chodiest club in Amsterdam is….drums…the Powerzone! It is full of villagers from around Holland and has the highest densities of anti social & aggressive people I have ever seen in a club in Amsterdam! Well life is full of challenges…time for one on a Saturday night…we (HowBoutNo, Velouria and me) are taking it!
We are waiting for Velouria to arrive and get ourselves a drink at the bar. While we’re there I try to open the two set next to us by stringing chode openers together with a smile, something new, haven’t tried that before. “Do you like this place, do you come here often, where are you from, what’s your name?” is delivered in a neutral rapport but machine gun like tonality within a second and well, shit doesn’t work. The girls don’t even look at me but strongly focus on looking the other way. So I say “excuuuuusssseeee meeeee” like Redman & Methodman do in How High when they are late for their Harvard lecture, laugh it off and turn away…weird village girls! Next!
See a group of village girls standing on the dancefloor so I decide to teach them some dance moves, the girl I approached is halfway into it but only wants to dance the moves if her friends can join too, jesus talk about socially conditioned people….don’t do anything weird (village language for “different” or “fun”) or the whole village will know. At this moment I realize that I really don’t like the place, the location or the crowd but fuck it, it is a Saturday night! The quest for glory tonight is to find girls from Amsterdam, not cow-shit village! I do a few more meaningless sets which do hook but don’t really interest me and then I see the two blonds of glory!
These two girls are super hot, visually and style wise at least two levels above the village crowd, true turbos….this is for me! I tell HowBoutNo that this will be the set of glory later on but we were on our way to get some food first. 20 minutes later I see both girls enjoying themselves, by themselves….time to go, give value and have fun!
On my over to them I tune into my breaking rapport tonality and open with a big smile saying “you’re going to get kicked out of this place soon”…puzzled look on both faces…”both of you are way too stylish to be in this ‘club’, you have to tone it down, this is a villager place, you’re not from Zaandam or Hoorn (villages around Amsterdam), are you?” “No, we’re from Amsterdam!” And boom the set is open! “Fuck, I am really glad to hear that cause I’ve only met aggressive farmers so far tonight” We shoot the shit about the place for a bit and they’re hooked, time for me to tone it down and to go into normal conversation, with spikes of course. They are at least my age or older, I love women around 30, and of course the age thing comes up to which I bring my usual “it is your birthday in a couple of hours, you’re turning 19, right?” Test is passed!
I leave them alone for a while and come back every now and then to talk and escalate physically. During the third round or so, the girls exchange a few words and one leaves the other alone with me; this is the point where I fucked up. I should have gotten her number and kissed her shortly afterwards or the other way around for that matter but I missed the time window of opportunity which the girls had given to me in order to close, fuck! I wrote her a funny, little 6th grader note signed with my full name; the idea behind that was to make me the prize and get her to find me on facebook or the Dutch equivalent website, which has not happened so far and I don’t think it is going to happen. I should have taken the opportunity in pure dominance and closed, which is how I led the rest of the interaction but I didn’t realize how far this set already was and choded it into pieces with my little 6th grader note. I might have been afraid that my shitty, little ego could get hurt and therefore failed to close…fuck!
Lesson: Never, ever leave a hot girl after she’s hooked without trying to k-close her, if she rejects me then I at least know for sure and don’t need to think about potentially missed opportunities the Tuesday afterwards anymore.
Thinking about potentially missed glory hurts much more than a rejection ever could!
Oh well, Friday’s dancer, actress turbo girl replied to my text and wants to hang-out, the world could look much worse….
Satisfaction
We are waiting for Velouria to arrive and get ourselves a drink at the bar. While we’re there I try to open the two set next to us by stringing chode openers together with a smile, something new, haven’t tried that before. “Do you like this place, do you come here often, where are you from, what’s your name?” is delivered in a neutral rapport but machine gun like tonality within a second and well, shit doesn’t work. The girls don’t even look at me but strongly focus on looking the other way. So I say “excuuuuusssseeee meeeee” like Redman & Methodman do in How High when they are late for their Harvard lecture, laugh it off and turn away…weird village girls! Next!
See a group of village girls standing on the dancefloor so I decide to teach them some dance moves, the girl I approached is halfway into it but only wants to dance the moves if her friends can join too, jesus talk about socially conditioned people….don’t do anything weird (village language for “different” or “fun”) or the whole village will know. At this moment I realize that I really don’t like the place, the location or the crowd but fuck it, it is a Saturday night! The quest for glory tonight is to find girls from Amsterdam, not cow-shit village! I do a few more meaningless sets which do hook but don’t really interest me and then I see the two blonds of glory!
These two girls are super hot, visually and style wise at least two levels above the village crowd, true turbos….this is for me! I tell HowBoutNo that this will be the set of glory later on but we were on our way to get some food first. 20 minutes later I see both girls enjoying themselves, by themselves….time to go, give value and have fun!
On my over to them I tune into my breaking rapport tonality and open with a big smile saying “you’re going to get kicked out of this place soon”…puzzled look on both faces…”both of you are way too stylish to be in this ‘club’, you have to tone it down, this is a villager place, you’re not from Zaandam or Hoorn (villages around Amsterdam), are you?” “No, we’re from Amsterdam!” And boom the set is open! “Fuck, I am really glad to hear that cause I’ve only met aggressive farmers so far tonight” We shoot the shit about the place for a bit and they’re hooked, time for me to tone it down and to go into normal conversation, with spikes of course. They are at least my age or older, I love women around 30, and of course the age thing comes up to which I bring my usual “it is your birthday in a couple of hours, you’re turning 19, right?” Test is passed!
I leave them alone for a while and come back every now and then to talk and escalate physically. During the third round or so, the girls exchange a few words and one leaves the other alone with me; this is the point where I fucked up. I should have gotten her number and kissed her shortly afterwards or the other way around for that matter but I missed the time window of opportunity which the girls had given to me in order to close, fuck! I wrote her a funny, little 6th grader note signed with my full name; the idea behind that was to make me the prize and get her to find me on facebook or the Dutch equivalent website, which has not happened so far and I don’t think it is going to happen. I should have taken the opportunity in pure dominance and closed, which is how I led the rest of the interaction but I didn’t realize how far this set already was and choded it into pieces with my little 6th grader note. I might have been afraid that my shitty, little ego could get hurt and therefore failed to close…fuck!
Lesson: Never, ever leave a hot girl after she’s hooked without trying to k-close her, if she rejects me then I at least know for sure and don’t need to think about potentially missed opportunities the Tuesday afterwards anymore.
Thinking about potentially missed glory hurts much more than a rejection ever could!
Oh well, Friday’s dancer, actress turbo girl replied to my text and wants to hang-out, the world could look much worse….
Satisfaction
Monday, January 19, 2009
FR: The Cute Dancer / Actress
HowBoutNo and me went to Werck on Friday; it was very busy, I’d call it packed, and there were a few hot girls. I only did two sets that night but hey I am not collecting names but hotties!
After choding for a few minutes I pushed HouwBoutNo into a warm-up set that I saw and he opens and runs it well. When he was in set I opened a cute blonde (7) who was standing behind me with some opener delivered in breaking rapport mode. She is into me, cannot believe that I am German until she sees my ID and introduces me to her colleagues who she is out with. I always make the girls laugh before they ask “where are you from” and then I happen to be German…it all puzzles and emotionally spikes them cause they have a completely different picture of Germans as compared to how I am. Since I am not that much into her I leave her when I see HowBoutNo leaving his set. We decide to get a drink and make a round.
On our way, I notice this absolute turbo girl and out eyes lock, mine are glowing with activated lasers of glory! Since it is so full I get pushed from two sides simultaneously while we’re having eye contact, so I get out my loudest breaking rapport sergeant’s voice/tonality in combination with a big smile and ask from a couple of meters distance “what’s your favorite way of being pushed around”….spectators, spectators, lots of spectators around us and the set is open! I tend to underestimate the sound of my voice at times, reminds me of high school when most teachers complained about my loud voice, they don’t even know how money such a loud commanding voice can be.
After the opener, we have a really cool conversation mostly in English, partially in German and Dutch and really enjoy each others company. At some point she asks how old I am and I tell her that I am almost 27 and that she must be turning 21 in a couple of hours since it is her birthday. It wasn’t really her birthday and she’s actually 30 BUT this birthday/21 story took away the whole “you’re too young for me” bullshit before it could come up and created a birthday bubble of love. I think the use of breaking rapport tonality might have been key here; it worked incredibly well. When HowBoutNo comes by and I introduce him to her she excitedly tells him about the two conversational threads delivered in breaking rapport while I just chill back and let them talk…enjoy the silences, we’re hooked anyways.
At some point I start with future adventure projections and talk going to the indoor snow arena together where she’ll have to snowboard, she’s a skier, and I’ll have to ski, I am a snowboarder. This is great and gets me her phone number, which she apparently almost never gives out to anybody who cold approaches her, random people around me actually started cheering when she typed it in. She used to be a professional ballet dancer and an on and off soap opera actress for the last ten years and she’s smoking hot; I have to progress this interaction…
Luckily, I see a couple making out in horrible style, looks like their tongs are exploring each others lungs and they try to eat each others face in a straight mechanical manner, the least sexy kiss I have seen for a while. So I point it out to her and tell her that these guys are horrible kissers, make a few more jokes about their specific movements, compare the heads to dog heads in a dog bowl etc. and she’s laughing and loving it. At this point I lock her eyes and say “are you at least a good kisser? On a scale from 1 to 10 how good are you.” She hesitates with the answer and seems a bit aware of what’s coming and I decide not to go in just yet. We make a few more jokes about the cannibalizing couple and I switch on the breaking rapport tonality again and tell her “look at these cannibals… nobody deserves to be kissed like that…you got to be more sensual than that first start a bit like this” When I said sensual, I brushed her hair out of her face and away from the side of her neck, under her ears to be precise, and kissed her a couple of times on the neck as I finish my sentence. Her eyes are glowing and I am telling her that this is it cause I don’t like making out in a nightclub….yeah right.
Anyways, we’re just chilling together and apart from each other and exchange a couple more enjoyable neck kisses from time to time. At the end of the evening I leave her with her with all male group of friends for a while. The guys are really cool and not in open competition; they’ve actually asked me for approach/flirt advice a few times when she went to the bathroom…funny, I don’t wear a player name tag…yet, of course I gave them good advice but made sure not to mention that I am into pick-up.
I rejoin her group and I am friends with everybody, got the girl keylocked, clawed or holding my hand in turns and I am telling her friends that I’ll have to steal her for three minutes but that I will bring her back in one piece.
I take her to the coat check, sit down on a table put her tight little dancer body in between my legs and tell her that I want to see her again soon for our snow session. At this point she starts talking about some short term financial dire straits she’s in and that skiing will have to wait. But she also makes sure to stress that she wants to hang out with me; I tell her that I’ll think of something exciting, kiss her neck a few more times, kiss her cheeks three times (Dutch custom), then kiss her mouth a few times teasingly and tell her that we’ll hang out soon.
I am sure there’ll be a second part to this report soon, I’ll follow up with her this week!
Satisfaction
After choding for a few minutes I pushed HouwBoutNo into a warm-up set that I saw and he opens and runs it well. When he was in set I opened a cute blonde (7) who was standing behind me with some opener delivered in breaking rapport mode. She is into me, cannot believe that I am German until she sees my ID and introduces me to her colleagues who she is out with. I always make the girls laugh before they ask “where are you from” and then I happen to be German…it all puzzles and emotionally spikes them cause they have a completely different picture of Germans as compared to how I am. Since I am not that much into her I leave her when I see HowBoutNo leaving his set. We decide to get a drink and make a round.
On our way, I notice this absolute turbo girl and out eyes lock, mine are glowing with activated lasers of glory! Since it is so full I get pushed from two sides simultaneously while we’re having eye contact, so I get out my loudest breaking rapport sergeant’s voice/tonality in combination with a big smile and ask from a couple of meters distance “what’s your favorite way of being pushed around”….spectators, spectators, lots of spectators around us and the set is open! I tend to underestimate the sound of my voice at times, reminds me of high school when most teachers complained about my loud voice, they don’t even know how money such a loud commanding voice can be.
After the opener, we have a really cool conversation mostly in English, partially in German and Dutch and really enjoy each others company. At some point she asks how old I am and I tell her that I am almost 27 and that she must be turning 21 in a couple of hours since it is her birthday. It wasn’t really her birthday and she’s actually 30 BUT this birthday/21 story took away the whole “you’re too young for me” bullshit before it could come up and created a birthday bubble of love. I think the use of breaking rapport tonality might have been key here; it worked incredibly well. When HowBoutNo comes by and I introduce him to her she excitedly tells him about the two conversational threads delivered in breaking rapport while I just chill back and let them talk…enjoy the silences, we’re hooked anyways.
At some point I start with future adventure projections and talk going to the indoor snow arena together where she’ll have to snowboard, she’s a skier, and I’ll have to ski, I am a snowboarder. This is great and gets me her phone number, which she apparently almost never gives out to anybody who cold approaches her, random people around me actually started cheering when she typed it in. She used to be a professional ballet dancer and an on and off soap opera actress for the last ten years and she’s smoking hot; I have to progress this interaction…
Luckily, I see a couple making out in horrible style, looks like their tongs are exploring each others lungs and they try to eat each others face in a straight mechanical manner, the least sexy kiss I have seen for a while. So I point it out to her and tell her that these guys are horrible kissers, make a few more jokes about their specific movements, compare the heads to dog heads in a dog bowl etc. and she’s laughing and loving it. At this point I lock her eyes and say “are you at least a good kisser? On a scale from 1 to 10 how good are you.” She hesitates with the answer and seems a bit aware of what’s coming and I decide not to go in just yet. We make a few more jokes about the cannibalizing couple and I switch on the breaking rapport tonality again and tell her “look at these cannibals… nobody deserves to be kissed like that…you got to be more sensual than that first start a bit like this” When I said sensual, I brushed her hair out of her face and away from the side of her neck, under her ears to be precise, and kissed her a couple of times on the neck as I finish my sentence. Her eyes are glowing and I am telling her that this is it cause I don’t like making out in a nightclub….yeah right.
Anyways, we’re just chilling together and apart from each other and exchange a couple more enjoyable neck kisses from time to time. At the end of the evening I leave her with her with all male group of friends for a while. The guys are really cool and not in open competition; they’ve actually asked me for approach/flirt advice a few times when she went to the bathroom…funny, I don’t wear a player name tag…yet, of course I gave them good advice but made sure not to mention that I am into pick-up.
I rejoin her group and I am friends with everybody, got the girl keylocked, clawed or holding my hand in turns and I am telling her friends that I’ll have to steal her for three minutes but that I will bring her back in one piece.
I take her to the coat check, sit down on a table put her tight little dancer body in between my legs and tell her that I want to see her again soon for our snow session. At this point she starts talking about some short term financial dire straits she’s in and that skiing will have to wait. But she also makes sure to stress that she wants to hang out with me; I tell her that I’ll think of something exciting, kiss her neck a few more times, kiss her cheeks three times (Dutch custom), then kiss her mouth a few times teasingly and tell her that we’ll hang out soon.
I am sure there’ll be a second part to this report soon, I’ll follow up with her this week!
Satisfaction
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
FR: A Learning Experience until I Wing a Lesbian to See her Kiss my Friend
Went out with HowBoutNo and two other guys on Saturday night, he’s sort of becoming my main wing; he’s a really cool guy, we can talk about game and non-game related stuff, and our skill levels are similar with different strengths and weaknesses, always good fun to go out with him.
We go to a bar which is sort of becoming a main pick-up spot in Amsterdam; we have noticed quite a few people approaching beautiful strangers. The place is tough too with hot chicks and air of socially conditioned people, mostly beautiful ones, blessing it.
Opened a few, about four, sets and sucked...but who cares. The only remarkable one was the set with HB Shit Test, who I wasn’t even interested in. I approached her cute hairdresser friend (HB Hair) and after a minute asked her to be polite and introduce me to her friends.
She did and straight after the intro one of her friends, HB Shit Test, looked at me and fiercely asked what the name of the third girl was. Since I didn’t know I gave her HB ST her own name back to which she angrily replied “no, her name” and pointed to her friend. I said, “I dunno, are you a strict grade school teacher when you don’t go out?” First, she waves off cause of the name but then she goes “No, I’m not a teacher” to which I answer: “Oh, so you don’t like to work with people, maybe you’re an engineer…” Now, HB ST, who is the mother hen of the group, gets pissed off and says “I give you one last chance…look at me, just look at me!” I said, “ok you wear size 36 you’re about 1.75m, you can be a model” at that point she smiled gave me a high five and felt validated in her model being…time to cut it “maybe a hand model” I said and she’s mad again but I laughed and said “don’t worry, you’re cute” and it was time to get on target again.
HB Hair and me had a great convo and the claw and push/pull did their work, but somehow I was intimidated by the entire tough façade all three girls put up and didn’t close HB Hair…damn it would have been easy and worth it!
We leave the place to hit the next one, which almost has no good sets. I meet a summer FB and introduce her to HowBoutNo. Somehow this girl, with her ‘I don’t give a fuck attitude’ ignites my nimbus for a bit. I game her again, even though she has a boyfriend and it is all fun and good banter. At this point HowBoutNo is tired and goes home.
When we with her group leave to hit a club, this random lesbian is hitting on one of her girlfriends who never kissed a girl before and I want to see it happen. The lesbian’s friend stands next to me and complains that she wants to go home and talks all sorts of rubbish, I occupy her cause I expect her lesbian friend to make the make-out happen soon and I wanna see it. After about a minute she asks me if I am gay and that is the sign, I laugh out loud, grab her head and make out with her for half a minute and tell her that I am far away from gay. We kiss again and I keep my eyes open at all times to check the lesbian seduction which surely starts happening soon.
Great, I love to be around girls while they break their sexual barriers and if I need to wing a lesbian by kissing her HB 6 friend, fine, I am here to please…myself!
Satisfaction
We go to a bar which is sort of becoming a main pick-up spot in Amsterdam; we have noticed quite a few people approaching beautiful strangers. The place is tough too with hot chicks and air of socially conditioned people, mostly beautiful ones, blessing it.
Opened a few, about four, sets and sucked...but who cares. The only remarkable one was the set with HB Shit Test, who I wasn’t even interested in. I approached her cute hairdresser friend (HB Hair) and after a minute asked her to be polite and introduce me to her friends.
She did and straight after the intro one of her friends, HB Shit Test, looked at me and fiercely asked what the name of the third girl was. Since I didn’t know I gave her HB ST her own name back to which she angrily replied “no, her name” and pointed to her friend. I said, “I dunno, are you a strict grade school teacher when you don’t go out?” First, she waves off cause of the name but then she goes “No, I’m not a teacher” to which I answer: “Oh, so you don’t like to work with people, maybe you’re an engineer…” Now, HB ST, who is the mother hen of the group, gets pissed off and says “I give you one last chance…look at me, just look at me!” I said, “ok you wear size 36 you’re about 1.75m, you can be a model” at that point she smiled gave me a high five and felt validated in her model being…time to cut it “maybe a hand model” I said and she’s mad again but I laughed and said “don’t worry, you’re cute” and it was time to get on target again.
HB Hair and me had a great convo and the claw and push/pull did their work, but somehow I was intimidated by the entire tough façade all three girls put up and didn’t close HB Hair…damn it would have been easy and worth it!
We leave the place to hit the next one, which almost has no good sets. I meet a summer FB and introduce her to HowBoutNo. Somehow this girl, with her ‘I don’t give a fuck attitude’ ignites my nimbus for a bit. I game her again, even though she has a boyfriend and it is all fun and good banter. At this point HowBoutNo is tired and goes home.
When we with her group leave to hit a club, this random lesbian is hitting on one of her girlfriends who never kissed a girl before and I want to see it happen. The lesbian’s friend stands next to me and complains that she wants to go home and talks all sorts of rubbish, I occupy her cause I expect her lesbian friend to make the make-out happen soon and I wanna see it. After about a minute she asks me if I am gay and that is the sign, I laugh out loud, grab her head and make out with her for half a minute and tell her that I am far away from gay. We kiss again and I keep my eyes open at all times to check the lesbian seduction which surely starts happening soon.
Great, I love to be around girls while they break their sexual barriers and if I need to wing a lesbian by kissing her HB 6 friend, fine, I am here to please…myself!
Satisfaction
Monday, January 12, 2009
FR: NYE Makeout, One set – One kill
Here is my very brief (and belated) NYE FR. Went out with two of my best friends, they are not into pick-up so it wasn’t going to be a game intensive night, but hell it is NYE, I still want to make out with a cute girl!
So at some point after midnight, I’ll leave my friends to “take a piss and have a smoke” but on my way towards the facilities I see a group of girls in hot dresses sitting on a staircase in the club. I open with a dismissive smile saying, “are you drunk and tired already, you must be British” One of the hotter girls gets pissed and says “we’re not tired and we’re German” I tell her that I still think she’s British…she looks at me puzzled. I give her a big smile and tell her in German, that she should represent our nationality better abroad and not be dull on the stairs in the corner. In the middle of my German sentence, which got her smile big time…surprise I speak your language…I reach out and grab her hand which she gladly takes and lead her away from her friends.
Once isolated we chat for a bit but I keep it very physically dominant, push/pull a bit and go for the make-out in less than 3 minutes, after all I am with my friends. We make out for about 15 minutes, I escalate the hell out of the situation and grab her ass, tits and rub her pussy in the corner. Tried to bounce her to the bathroom but she wouldn’t go, would have taken more time, which I didn’t have. When I am satisfied with my NYE make-out I tell the girl that her friends are probably missing her already. We find them I deliver her back to her group, wish her and her friends a great night and all the best for 2009.
My friends ask me where I have been and first don’t believe what’s happened, then the girls come by on their way out, short good bye make-out ensues…now they cannot understand why I don’t stay on her ass all night and hope that she might allow me to possibly come home with her and maybe, if the situation permits under lucky circumstances blablabla chodey thoughts….
Fact is, logistics sucked (she stayed at a friend’s place, my friends stayed at my place) and I wanted to party with my friends…. Plus who cares about caring so much? There are so many girls out there and I just wanted to make out for a bit on NYE…done!
Satisfaction
So at some point after midnight, I’ll leave my friends to “take a piss and have a smoke” but on my way towards the facilities I see a group of girls in hot dresses sitting on a staircase in the club. I open with a dismissive smile saying, “are you drunk and tired already, you must be British” One of the hotter girls gets pissed and says “we’re not tired and we’re German” I tell her that I still think she’s British…she looks at me puzzled. I give her a big smile and tell her in German, that she should represent our nationality better abroad and not be dull on the stairs in the corner. In the middle of my German sentence, which got her smile big time…surprise I speak your language…I reach out and grab her hand which she gladly takes and lead her away from her friends.
Once isolated we chat for a bit but I keep it very physically dominant, push/pull a bit and go for the make-out in less than 3 minutes, after all I am with my friends. We make out for about 15 minutes, I escalate the hell out of the situation and grab her ass, tits and rub her pussy in the corner. Tried to bounce her to the bathroom but she wouldn’t go, would have taken more time, which I didn’t have. When I am satisfied with my NYE make-out I tell the girl that her friends are probably missing her already. We find them I deliver her back to her group, wish her and her friends a great night and all the best for 2009.
My friends ask me where I have been and first don’t believe what’s happened, then the girls come by on their way out, short good bye make-out ensues…now they cannot understand why I don’t stay on her ass all night and hope that she might allow me to possibly come home with her and maybe, if the situation permits under lucky circumstances blablabla chodey thoughts….
Fact is, logistics sucked (she stayed at a friend’s place, my friends stayed at my place) and I wanted to party with my friends…. Plus who cares about caring so much? There are so many girls out there and I just wanted to make out for a bit on NYE…done!
Satisfaction
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