Posts Tagged 'Dating'

Falling in Love

So I met one of my rotation girls about a year ago on a dating site. She’s the girl from my “IM Game” blog post. She left for a couple months when I wouldn’t go exclusive with her, then came back for a few months.

A couple weeks ago we hung out and made dinner. She was acting unusually calm during the date — usually she’s a bit nervous around me. After she was dropping me off, she told me she was “done.” I asked her why, and it turned out she fell in love with me and couldn’t stand to be with me knowing that we weren’t exclusive boyfriend girlfriend — without pressuring me at all, since she correctly surmised it wasn’t an option for me. I could see she was in pain.

Now I could easily have tried to use some technique or other to get her to stick around. But it is never my intention to hurt someone intentionally. So, I calmly told her good luck and I really enjoyed our time together, and that I understood her decision. There was no way I was going to be in an exclusive relationship with her (if I ever will again), so it was the right decision. I’ve got plenty of girls and new opportunities constantly present themselves.

I’ll probably think twice if she calls back again. Even though her emotions are her responsibility, it might be pretty depressing hanging out with this chick that is in all sorts of pain because of her infatuation. In fact, I might be down for putting her in my friend zone if the chemistry settles down enough. It usually doesn’t work out that way, but I also haven’t ruled it out as a narrow possibility. Then again, people change, so I don’t want to categorically say whether I would date her again or not.

The great thing is, I’ve got choice. I have abundance in life, and am not operating from a place of scarcity like she seems to be. I see the classic female conundrum over and over. A beautiful woman wants to be in an exclusive relatioinship, but can’t find a guy that she is attracted to, so she either ends up in a boring, safe relationship with a classic “nice guy” (non-dominant guy that can’t get her blood pumping) or gets with a player who meets her need for excitement and sexual pleasure but won’t fall for her.

I’d rather be in the second category any day.

Sexual Innuendo

Students get confused sometimes when they hear that they should “be sexual” with women. “Being sexual” has a few components: sexual body language, sexual voice tone, sexual kino (touching), and sexual verbals.

Sexual verbals are not well understood by many students. Most understand how to do dirty talk or direct sexual talk, but that is generally not used until end game or relationship game. Sexual verbals in the early part of an interaction with a new person usually take the form of sexual innuendo.

Sean Connery 007

Sexual innuendo is the art of bringing a sexual frame indirectly into conversation. In that way, it is also a form of frame control. Watch out for anything that can be reinterpreted in a sexual context: people, things, and events in your environment, words that are said or overheard, etc.

Sexual innuendos are often created using double entendres. A double entendre results when one says or interprets words said before in a (presumably unintended) sexual way. This is similar to the game of “That’s what she said” which in itself is a humorous sexual innuendo game you can play with women. Women appreciate this type of humor, since it is indirect and relies on close observation of various levels of social interaction.

Some examples of ways sexual innuendo can be created:

1. Riff off something you yourself say:
She: “I’m sick today.”
Me: “Aw, you’re sick? If I were there I would make you hot soup and rub your head in my lap — and then I’d rub something else…”

2. Riff off something she says:
She: “The pink fruit bars taste terrible.”
Me: “Good, I have a purple one. But maybe I’ll taste your pink fruit later.”

3. Once you have set up a sexual undertone to the conversation, you can riff off something that isn’t even remotely sexual, but use emphasis to make it sound sexual:
She: “I’m watching TV with my friends.”
Me: “Oh, you’re watching tee-VEE huh?”

Part of the fun of innuendos is that they can be denied, since they depend on delivery, tone, and context. It’s especially fun to deny an innuendo when it is delivered on the obvious side.

Example:
She: “Open it up and see if you can squeeze it in.”
Me: “Oh yeah, I’ll squeeze it in, baby.”
She: “Oh my god, that’s not what I meant!”
Me: “What? I was just agreeing with you… Baby.”

Denying an innuendo like this has the added benefit of confusing her. Or, try denying the third type of innuendo above, the kind where there isn’t even a sexual context to refer to — it’s even easier to deny and more confusing. Women love not knowing where they stand in a conversation with a man. It means he is mentally dominant.

Delivery of sexual innuendos can be subtle or very obvious, depending on the situation and desired effect. By “subtle” I mean that you don’t particularly emphasize the innuendo, and “obvious” is when you do emphasize it. Here is a little chart with the levels of subtlety and their effect:

very subtle (no emphasis) = unconscious/subconscious sexual undertone
subtle = confusion and/or subconscious sexual undertone
medium = sexual undertone and/or slight humor
obvious = sexual overtone and/or humor
very obvious = slight sexual overtone and/or silly over-the-top humor

I find the sweet spot is somewhere between subtle and medium on this chart — a medium-subtle delivery. That is because it rides the line between confusiom, sexual tone, and humor. Sometimes you can pitch it just right and get all three. If your innuendo is getting your woman horny, try increasing the emphasis. If she rolls her eyes, chances are you need to be more subtle.

For women that are more socially aware/sophisticated, shift your range of delivery more toward the subtle side; a little emphasis goes a long way with them.

You can vary the delivery over the course of an interaction to lead the mood in the direction you want to go. Or, if you’re finding one type of delivery is not working, you can switch it up. In fact, veering between extremes of delivery can be an effective technique in and of itself. For example, you could use obvious humorous delivery, then drop sexual innuendo entirely and opt for direct dominant sexual statements.

The subtlest forms of sexual innuendo are things like the embedded commands that NLP experts specialize in. The great thing is that a lot of times, making them obvious is just as effective. That’s one of the principles of seduction, actually: her level of awareness that she is being seduced is not related to the effectiveness of the seduction. Sometimes her being aware of the seduction can even be helpful.

Rotationland

The title is Jake P‘s term for the vibe of having a rotation. This is just a quick peak into that lifestyle.

I’ve got three girls on the go at the moment, not including the girl from the LR from the weekend, and I have a couple dates coming up with new girls as well.

One of my girls texted me today because she has free tickets to see a famous musician. I’m going to the museum in a couple days with the artsy one. And tonight, I had over this social circle girl I’ve been seeing.

This girl has a boyfriend of several years. He sounds like a loser, but I don’t pry. She’s obviously not happy in her relationship and she feels sexually unsatisfied by him. So I provide pleasure and satisfaction to her. Tonight things got pretty intense in the sack. She loves dirty talk. I made her say she was my little slut. I spanked her ass till it was red. Then I slapped her face a little and she said she liked that.

After we finished, I got really inspired to work on a new project. So I told her to get herself a drink, whatever she wanted from the fridge. This girl understands my dedication to my goals so she stays out of my way at times like these. As I was working away, I pointed over to my laundry and told her to fold it.

I got a nice bit done on this project and my laundry is all folded and put away now. Have I mentioned I love my life? Probably. But it bears repeating.

LR: Lazy Saturday Night

My week has been pretty awesome. Started it with some amazing sex with one of my girls. Couple days later met a slammin hot 21yo tourist chick on a crosstown bus, had an instadate and made out with her over dinner.

Tonight I was feeling pretty lazy, so I just sent out a mass text to a bunch of cold approach chicks’ numbers. I got a few replies, but one was obviously in Critical Slut Mode. That’s what Brad and I call a girl who is just out to get laid, and all you gotta do is show up.

So I showed up. I originally met this chick while out with Jake P like 3 months ago. That night, I was flirting with her and she seemed extremely attracted to me. She was into the kino and we even made out, but she seemed a bit put off as well, conflicted. Eventually she called her male friend in to cockblock because she was frazzled. She even made out with him in front of me, which was weird because he was not gay.

So I got the # and bailed. I texted her a few times but she wasn’t very responsive, so I let the connection slack for a couple months, then texted out of the blue last nite, Saturday, at like 11pm.

She was super responsive. In the sms convo (mostly logistic, “where ru” type stuff and gathering her logistics for the nite — she was with two guy friends) she even mentioned she wanted to make out, and lastly that if she couldn’t get me into the bar they were in (due to the line) she would simply leave with me (!).

But I knew she was in Critical Slut Mode well before she mentioned making out. Right near the beginning of the sms convo, she sent “I’m going buck wild tonight.” Ding ding ding! That’s when I got off my ass and got some pants on. Sure sign she’s looking for action.

Met her at the bar, her two friends were chill, didn’t cockblock at all. In fact she felt comfortable making out with me right in front of them. She was saying things like “You are so sexy.” (“Thanks!”) “I thought you were so hot when we met. But I had a boyfriend so I had to get my friend to stop me so I wouldn’t do something bad.” (“Tonight you can be a bad, bad girl with me.”) “You are so hot. I bet you have girls hitting on you all the time.” (sly smile)

We went with one of her buddies back to his place for a drink. Turns out it was right near my pad, how convenient. She was like, do you wanna go back to your place? I said I wanted to hang for a sec, so we chilled until I felt a little tired, then we were out. No resistance of any kind anywhere. Got back to my place, escalated. Zero LMR and she was good in the sack. Took a load in the mouth like a champ. God bless her heart, as Jake would say.

The sun is rising over Hollywood. If you pay your dues, sometimes you really can kick back and let your previous sarging carry you on a lazy night like that one. Maybe I’ll hit the beach today.

Happy Memorial Day!

Pros and Cons of Festival Game

I just got back from Coachella, which is a big music festival in the desert. LA is the biggest major city near it, so a lot of Angelenos go every year.

You may have gathered from my alias name that I am into music. So naturally, the main reason I went was to check out a bunch of cutting-edge bands. I didn’t realize just what I was getting myself into.

I heard some great music and had an amazing time. I had a great time hanging with new and old friends. But that’s not all.

This year, Coachella sold out, so there were over 75,000 people there. It was packed. I estimate half were girls and the average age to be 20. Lots of high school kids on drugs. There were a lot of scantily-clad beautiful girls. Literally, thousands. That was a pretty interesting experience. Definitely takes the urgency out of approaching.

My wing Ukie and I discussed how bad the logistics are there.

  • There are multiple stages with constant music, so people are often hurrying from one to the next trying to catch the bands they spent all their money and time to go hear. Then when you get there, girls are fascinated by the bands. (Basically, bands cockblock you because there’s like no way for you to be as cool as the rockstars on stage.)
  • I assume for the people camping next to the festival it must be a little better, but we were staying in a house 15 miles away. People are all over the place, so pulling to a house can be tough outside your social circle.
  • A lot of the girls are under the statutory age in California (18).
  • Many girls are in a large group chock-full of cockblocks.
  • The festival is not only crowded but very well organized so there are no out of the way corners or nooks. Isolation is virtually impossible.

So I really had no intention of approaching. Really. It just sorta happened.

I was going to get a snack, as I didn’t really need to see any bands for an hour or so. I saw a young cute girl sitting alone in the food area. Lone wolves are not common at these festivals. I went and got my snack and sat down next to her with the classic “sorry I’m late.” I gave her no eye contact, playing up the “we already know each other” vibe. She was pretty unresponsive. I just plowed, saying whatever came into my head, not really asking her questions about herself, more making comments on the shows I saw and the crazy people all around us.

I treated her like a girl who already had a crush on me and I wasn’t sure if I was annoyed by her or a little into it. She gave lots of direct IODs (indicators of disinterest) like turning her body away a little, saying things like “I’m not interested in you that way” and “Don’t touch me like that” I know better than to listen to that nonsense. If she’s still sitting there, she’s interested on some level. In fact, I was touching much more conservatively than I normally do because of all her IODs. (See the other set below to compare.)

When she said these things, I would immediately mirror her disinterest by turning even farther away from her, looking out at the crowd, and maybe saying a tease back like “you’re just saying that because you’re into me” or “ur such a brat” with very flirty tonality.

Finally after like 4 or 5 of these exchanges (with some more normal fluff talk between, during which time we made EC and I noticed how hot and young she was) she couldn’t contain herself anymore. She asked me 3 questions about me all in a row. It was as if the intrigue and attraction were steadily building and she was trying to suppress it but then it overflowed. Naturally I called her on it.

Her: Wait, where are you from? Who did you come with? What, um what is it you do anyways?
Me: Ha, that’s so cute, you are so into me, I don’t even know which of your questions to answer.

Here, I made some very accurate cold reads, making sure to include some female truisms to bolster my actual cold reads. It’s not hard to make cold reads when you’ve done a lot of approaches. I can tell a lot about a chick after interacting with her for 15 minutes. It’s not that hard really. Things like “you don’t let a lot of people in to your inner life — you have a secret world that maybe only your best gay friend or girlfriend knows about. you’re actually pretty kinky deep inside. your secret is safe with me.”

From there we started building a little rapport. She is 20 years old. Then I moved her 20 feet into the shade. I got her logistics — she was camping and came with new friends she didn’t know that well yet. Bingo. (If I had been camping it would have been better but still not great, because she had to meet her friends later, etc.) I was kinoing a lot, and she was still expressing verbal resistance to it, but not physical — that was key and one big reason I hung in there and didn’t eject and find another girl. If a girl is resisting kino consistently, she has a sexual hangup or some other barrier to sex.

Then I had to take a raging piss, so we went to the outdoor toilet booths. This had the effect of a soft takeaway, as when I got back she was kinda dancing to the music next door. I started dancing with her, and immediately her hands were all over my body and mine hers. I took her to the music tent nearby, and we were dancing sexy. It was like she got all her resistance done with in the beginning of the interaction. I passed all her tests and she was just 100% into it.

For a couple of hours it was like being at Coachella with a girlfriend. We ground each other, made out, stared deeply into each others’ eyes, and experienced some shows together. Call me a romantic, but that was my favorite part of the experience. I did have a couple hiccups when she said things like “you’re a player, why do I always fall for players?” (Uh, duh, because you give so much resistance and only players have enough game to persist) and “I bet you do this with girls all the time.. you’re a charmer” … basically I made sure to give her a couple small SOIs (statements of interest) like “you have hidden soulful depths in your beautiful green eyes” — true btw.

But I wasn’t gonna just leave it there. Keeping my eyes peeled on the way to her campspot (where I could not enter), I lucked out and found a little storage area by the exits that was abandoned and fenced off. Pulled her back there and fingered her and sucked on her tits while she moaned and twitched and the crowds filed past like five feet behind me but on the other side of an opaque fence. Good times.

Next day we were supposed to meet, but either she flaked or saw me with this other girl and bailed — she seemed like the jealous type, really. No prob, we have been texting since and she is traveling around, will probably stop by LA to see me. Here’s how the other interaction went down.

I was in the same concession area the next day just chilling among the grass and mashed fries. There is a couple sitting next to me, resting too. The dude opens me saying he likes my hat and we chat. He’s drunk, laid back and very friendly. His girl is friendly too. We introduce. Turns out they are from LA too. Then their hot friend joins us.

They introduce her to me, and I just shake her hand and say my name with a warm smile. We continue chatting for about 3 minutes, and as soon as I have an opportunity, I begin to roleplay with the new girl.

Me: Wow, the crowds are really young this year. How old are you guys?
Girl1: 25
Me: Yeah, these kids are like 15, chomping down E all day long. Would you let your kids go to this without supervision?
Girl1: No I don’t think so!
Me (kinoing leg of HotGirl): That’s why HotGirl and I make sure our kids know all the risks of coming to events like this. In fact, I just have her debrief the kids about it. If anything really goes wrong, I step in and sort it out.
HotGirl: Yeah! I will take care of it honey. You’re such a great dad.
Me: You’re the best wife ever. In fact, I think we should make another baby…

I moved toward her and she just laid down under me, and I began dryhumping her for about 10 seconds. 5 minutes after I met her. She LOVED it. I cut it short to keep sexual tension high. From there I just watched to see when her friends weren’t looking, and escalated her by kinoing her ass and thighs, and hair. Then I made out with her, making sure to stop first. She was giving IOIs like “Oh my god you’re so good.” “I so needed that.” “I’m so glad I met you, I was like how does a girl get some action around here.”

She had her HOT legs up and I told her to put one down and stared at her ass saying that it would be hot to film that. Then she got out her video camera and started interviewing the dude. they were all lying on their backs, so I just started rubbing her thighs and pussy during her interview.

I remember the 3rd makeout she cut off. So I just turned the other way and stared up at the clouds and said dreamily, half to myself, “Wow the clouds are amazing today . . .” She laughed in delight because she knew I was mirroring her disinterest and loved it. I kino’d her ass and pussy for a few minutes more then they went off to a show. I #closed her and got a text the day she got back from Coachella. Definitely going to follow up with her.

All in all, I really put NO effort into game and got some good results at Coachella this year. That made me have an even better time, and since I went for the music, I made sure not to miss any bands I really wanted to see. Gotta keep those values in line. What a great experience.

IM Game

Last night my date got out of the soaked sheets we were lolling around in and announced that she would now change the sheets, clean the kitchen, and do the dishes from our dinner. I love my life.

That was our second date. The first one happened the night of the day we met online. I don’t do a whole lot of online game, but sometimes I find it’s a fun diversion. I work best in realtime, so I tend to go with IM. This was on a free dating site. She’s mid 20s, bi, natural pale redhead. A couple things to notice below are mirroring her interest level and sexual innuendo, two things I’m always doing in interactions with women, but especially over IM. Notice her compliance increase as the interaction develops. Encouraging that compliance with subtle (mostly soft) game ended up with her at my kitchen sink in her tight dress and dish gloves. Did I mention I love my life?

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(4:46:51 pm)Me:contact solution + tequila, my fav drink [putting 2 random things from her profile together]

(4:47:00 pm)Her:ha.

(4:47:11 pm)Me:whats yours

(4:47:15 pm)Her:I bet you drink it only in bathrooms though.

(4:47:22 pm)Her:high end vodka

(4:47:26 pm)Her:or green tea

(4:47:34 pm)Her:or scotch

(4:47:34 pm)Me:now ur talkin, love me the tea

(4:47:40 pm)Her:or xxx

(4:47:53 pm)Me:i have FRESH xxx in my fridge door

(4:48:09 pm)Her:Good for you.

(4:48:17 pm)Me:ever had it

(4:48:24 pm)Her:not yet

(4:48:36 pm)Me:thought not or else u wouldnt dare to be nonplussed

(4:50:22 pm)Her:verdad

(4:51:07 pm)Me:it’s ridiculously good, you can try it when you come over for tea

(4:51:19 pm)Her:great, thanks.

(4:52:03 pm)Me:better than [stuff she was eating in a photo]

(4:52:19 pm)Her:Indeed.

(4:52:53 pm)Me:whose piano is that

(4:53:07 pm)Her:my parents

(4:53:12 pm)Her:That is in their house.

(4:53:42 pm)Me:your parents rock

(4:53:57 pm)Her:Tell me more about your turntables.

(4:54:05 pm)Her:They try to rock actually.

(4:54:20 pm)Her:Love them some music.

(4:54:47 pm)Me:i like to rub them back and forth

(4:55:00 pm)Her:awesome

(4:55:02 pm)Her:and dirty

(4:56:04 pm)Me:you just described my weekend in vegas

(4:56:25 pm)Her:good to know.

(4:56:51 pm)Her:I just updated my virus protection and firewall so you don’t give me anything.

(4:57:02 pm)Her:I appreciate your honesty.

(4:57:38 pm)Me:safe scratching is one thing i don’t compromise on

(4:57:50 pm)Me:i only spin with protection

(4:57:54 pm)Her:good to hear

(4:59:00 pm)Me:whats the last awesome dirty thing you did

(5:00:11 pm)Her:I rewatched Little Mermaid with a group of friends and when Ariel turned into a human for the first time I said, “Hey Ariel, curtians match the drapes?”

(5:01:50 pm)Me:you’d look hot as a mermaid

(5:02:26 pm)Her:Thanks, I was a mermaid for halloween when I was in grade school

(5:02:32 pm)Her:What is the last awesome dirty thing you did?

(5:03:49 pm)Me:i met this redhead mermaid on xxxdatingsite for tea, and we got naughty in a saltwater bathtub

(5:03:55 pm)Her:I also made out at xxx venue if you wanted a sexy dirty example.

(5:03:57 pm)Her:hahahah.

(5:04:48 pm)Her:and when I say sexy dirty, I mean PG-13.

(5:05:16 pm)Me:brb.

(5:10:35 pm)Me:back. pg 13 huh … i prefer rated R kisses

(5:11:03 pm)Her:yeah, but you can’t give it all away early.

(5:12:31 pm)Me:yes, i like to take my time … let the tension build and build. till that little nub of excitement grows into a huge explosion

(5:12:58 pm)Her:yes. A lot of American Life is missing set up/foreplay etc.

(5:14:01 pm)Me:our culture is adolescent. i prefer more adult themes

(5:14:37 pm)Her:yes, but often times people can’t meet you there and they don’t understand.

(5:15:38 pm)Me:thats why i test for wavelength compatibility. what are you to today

(5:16:27 pm)Her:uh, depends on the conversation/situation I suppose.

(5:17:26 pm)Me:typo^^ what are you up to today

(5:18:24 pm)Her:worked on an advertisement flyer

(5:18:49 pm)Her:slept too late, thinking about walking to xxx for produce before it gets dark

(5:19:53 pm)Her:planning on making some lists later tonight so I have more structures to my day and I can rebel against myself and the structure I set up so I can thrive and continue to procrastinate by way of doing other things that need to also be completed, etc.

(5:19:55 pm)Her:and you?

(5:20:52 pm)Me:hehe sounds neurotic in a cute way.

(5:21:01 pm)Her:that is me

(5:21:48 pm)Me:i need to finish this song’s bridge before dark. tonite i want to go grab a drink at a dive bar

(5:22:20 pm)Her:yeah, right. There are hardly any dive bars in LA…that are truly divey by midwest standards anyway.

(5:22:28 pm)Her:yeah, bridges!

(5:22:35 pm)Me::D love em

(5:22:50 pm)Her:any suggestions?

(5:23:16 pm)Me:let’s chat about it over a drink at xxx bar say 9:00?

(5:24:35 pm)Her:alright.

(5:25:15 pm)Me:cool. its on xxx st and has a new awning

(5:25:30 pm)Me:my names LA Phil btw

(5:26:51 pm)Her:My name is Hotredhead.

(5:28:28 pm)Me:pleasure digitaling you. also my # is ##########

(5:29:51 pm)Her:alright. Good luck taking it to the bridge…technically you already took it to the bridge, so good luck composing/building the bridge.

(5:30:27 pm)Her:I promise to be the whitest one there. That is how you will know it is me.

(5:31:00 pm)Me:i have longer hair now btw

(5:31:39 pm)Me:what is your number

(5:31:59 pm)Her:##########

Lay Report: 5-minute #close

This is a good one to prove that quick number closes can yield just as much as longer interactions.

Got back to my boutique non-casino hotel in Vegas after teaching on Friday night on the strip. I wasn’t feeling too tired but knew that I ought to get some shuteye so I could be alert for the rest of the coaching weekend. So I had the intention to go straight up to my room and read my crazy Russian author novel and crash.

Strolled into the dark lobby and I hear some siiiiick music bumping fortissimo from the lounge. Later I found out the DJ was actually an old friend of mine from LA, no idea he was gonna be there at all. I want to get in there and dance my energy off before crashing, but there is a hot short latina in my path. God I love short girls. She is considering a bronze statue. Low-impact situational opener about how she’s checking out the statue. My state is on fire from coaching.

She opens right up like a flower. She has some cool ink on her arms of flowers too.

Me: [grabbing arms] ok now place your arms up like the statue girl.
Her: [complying] lol
Me: ok now spin [spin her around by hand]
Her: haha where did you come from?

She was showing 100% compliance so I went way soft game. My hard game is so intense it will peel paint off the wall but I only break it out when the girl is giving tests and into banter. This girl loved me and was kinoing me and asking all sorts of questions 15 seconds in. So of course I was nice and sweet, with tons of warm kino, arm around shoulders right away, midriff, hands, hair.

I think I ran one short canned routine, GlennP’s cat hair. I just love that routine and ran it to entertain myself, even though it wasn’t necessary at all. Natural flow. We investigated each others’ jewelry and talked a bit about stuff we are up to in our lives. In fact considering we talked for no more than 5 minutes, we covered a lot of ground. I mirrored her interest in me, asking slightly less about her though.

About 4 minutes in, I got her logistics: she rode with friends and they were literally waiting for the valet. The logistics were basically impossible, certainly harder than I’m gonna work to lay another girl. Crap, I thought, my phone died and is up in my hotel room. Immediately I tell her to text me, then her friend comes and grabs her as their car is ready. We hug and head in opposite directions.

Get up to hotel room, and my phone miraculously has self-healed. Here is the text game I used. You’ll notice it has absolutely nothing fancy in it, no flirting, but it does have warm, friendly vibe, and strong leading. Like I said, I NEVER use hard game when the girl is way compliant and attracted. Also note the timing. Starts Friday nite (sat morning).

2:57a She: This is HbLatina we just met in the lobby!! xo
3:03a Me: Omg my phone is working again!
3:04a She: Yay!!
3:05a Me: Sunday nite let’s chill post wknd style
3:06a She: Sounds good

[no texts at all Saturday. next text is Sunday afternoon.]

3:06p Me: Hey statue girl
3:07p She: Heyyy
3:14p Me: I’m recovering now and will be ready to rock it around 9!
[actually I was taking a break from coaching]
3:15p She: haha jesus i had a chill nite, no craziness…what did u wanna do
3:18p Me: There’s this lounge where locals hang out I love… xxxxxxx

From there it was just figuring out her car was in the shop and I had to drive 20 minutes to pick her up, no biggie. Got there right on time at 9:30. 9:30 is a little late to start a date for me — I like to give myself temporal leeway if at all possible — so I didn’t want to extend things even more by being late.

I pick her up, she is down to earth. I put my hand on her leg, and she puts her hand on top of mine as if to keep it there. That is a huge IOI. So far this chick is showing 100% compliance. We set off in my rental car. I ask her what her passion is. She says poetry, and we’re off to the races. (I’m very artsy-fartsy.) Turns out she just got out of the military she was in for six years. She’s 30 but looks 22, works out every day. I am touching her legs in the drive back to downtown Vegas – freshly shaven and firm. I like. She has some really cool unique tattoos. We talk about them, more kino.

We get to the bar/restaurant place. She doesn’t know what to order so I recommend a drink. The waiter comes and I order for her and me together. A few minutes later I go for the kiss, get the cheek turn. My response to that as usual is to lean back and be distracted by something in the opposite direction of her.

She starts the convo up again. At some point she says something and I look her in the eye. We hold eye contact for a few seconds.

HBLatina: You can’t try that stare on me. You’re trying to seduce me. I promised myself I wouldn’t let that happen tonight. I know all your tricks.

I just smiled mischievously. After all, I know that if she’s thinking that much about resisting, she must be really horny. The thought of her resisting gave me an idea.

Me: Yeah, whatever you do, don’t let me seduce you. [now talking softly into her ear] You must resist that feeling of being turned on. Reach deeeeeep down in yourself and resist those incredible feelings of arousal you feel when I look at you.

Meanwhile, I’m Mr. Positive. I turn every subject into something really cool and positive. She is on the same wavelength. I say something cocky and she says with only a slight hint of sarcasm (which I ignore) “You’re not arrogant, you’re just real, doing your thing.” I respond “I love you!” and kiss her on the lips.

During the meal I’m touching her a lot, legs, lower back, hair. We’re waiting for the check. She stands up to take a pic of the painting behind us. I start touching her thighs beneath her short dress. So nice. My hands move to her ass. She doesn’t say anything. I brush my hands over her pussy, I rub her pussy, squeeze her ass, go back and forth. She delays the photo taking process so she can enjoy my attentions I can tell.

I paid, telling her she would get the next round. I didn’t really know where to go after that since it’s not my home town after all. I decide we’re gonna check out these fountains she mentioned, because I am curious about it. We set off then she says she wants to get a drink at a convenience store … quickly follows it up with “like a red bull.” Yeah right.

She picks up a 6 pack. As if I didn’t know it was in the bag before, it’s a virtual certainty now. She is gettin through the beers as we tool down the Strip. Suddenly we’re in extreme traffic which is weird on this off night. Turns out there’s construction way down there. We are trapped in the car until we can turn off.

Me: Let’s play a game. It’s called “Are you nervous?” [put my hand on her knee] Are you nervous?
HBLatina: no.

I move my hand a little farther up her leg, ask again. Nope. Again, nope. Now she laughs and says she’s not gonna get nervous. But her legs are closed and her hand is blocking her pussy. I get as far as I can, then switch to her big tits. Not nervous. I put my hand kind of awkwardly inside her bra and squeeze her nipple slightly. Not nervous. Well, I guess she won that game. Hehe.

I turn off and decide I’m going back to the hotel. She suggests a local hang (that sounds pretty cool! Most places where locals go are good in Vegas) and I say I have something else in mind. On the way, she looks up and says “biggest sex shop in Vegas” .. um WHAT? I immediately 180 and we go in. We look at the toys. She is a little embarrassed and excited. Perfect. I am totally cool and calm. In fact, I’m super down to earth and talk matter-of-factly about the benefits and drawbacks of each.

I give her a little demonstration of my knowledge by showing her some spots in her vagina using her hand in a fist to demonstrate. I tell her I’m a sex nerd and she says “that’s so cool.”

I try on a shirt and she comes in the room. I am escalating in there, kissing her neck, kneading her big tits and ass, and rubbing her pussy over her panties, and she starts taking pictures of us making out and shit. That was hot! The shirt was really funny but it didn’t fit, cuz it was for girls. It said “Tell your boyfriend to stop sending me texts.”

We bail and get to the hotel. She says “oh, I wanted to come here tonight anyways” … uh, yeah…

There wasn’t any LMR at all. She wasn’t very good in the sack though. She just kind of laid there. Later she told me it was because she had smoked weed earlier and the drinks combined and made her feel really out of it. Ah well. I had a great time hanging with her otherwise, and later I spooged a huge load all over her killer tattoos. That was a moment to remember!

This was one of those cases where the girl was into it from the start with very high compliance. In these cases I don’t tease or anything. I’m just really sweet and sexual. That made for a relaxing evening!


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