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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: Repeat after me

Last night I was coaching a 1-on-1 with a 30-30 student (AcquiredTaste for those of you on the 30-30 forum). He did great. Got out of his comfort zone, tried some new things, and got some better results.

Around 1am we ended up in a crowded dance bar in Hollywood. As we are pushing through the dense crowd toward the back, a short, cute girl heads toward me with a beer in her hand, also pushing through the crowd.

Me: Drink up! [eye contact]
Her: You drink up!
Me: Now you’re trying to get me drunk? [kino arm]
Her: You’re trying to get me drunk!
Me: Oh no. You’re trouble. [sexual EC, pulling her in from waist]
Her: You’re trouble!
Me: [grab back of neck and speak into ear] Listen little girl. You have no idea what you’re getting yourself into.

beer breasts

Heavy EC, she gives me “the look” for about 1 second, then she comes in for the makeout. She’s a good kisser. I feel up her big tits a little. We make out for a few seconds. I stop it first. I ask her who she’s there with. She is avoiding. I can tell her logistics must be bad. She tells me she has to leave now. I’m thinking maybe I can find a place in the back of the bar to escalate her instead.

Even though she said she has to go, I pull her by the hand to the back of the bar. She is gripping tight. I pull her (AcquiredTaste in tow) to the back of the bar, more makeout. This is about 90 seconds after “drink up.” I attempt to take a tit out to suck on it, but she doesn’t allow. But it seems that her guy friends were just walking by us at that moment. She asks me to hide her. I open my jacket and she ducks in. Not sure if it’s working but it’s fun. I ask her name and tell her I’ll protect her. We make out a little more, then she says “he’s waiting” and she has to go. I tell her we will hang out in an hour (when I’m done coaching). The interaction lasted about 6 minutes.

Afterwards AcquiredTaste told me a girl whose number I got about an hour earlier was watching the entire approach makeout from ten feet away. I had noticed her when we walked in, but couldn’t see her above the crowd during this approach. I’ll probably text that other girl soon.

I go back to coaching AcquireTaste until we wrap up a little after 2am. I call the makeout girl around 2:15. She picks up. I hear dudes’ voices in the background. She is drunker. I try to get logistics but she is too distracted. The line disconnects. I chalk it up to another crazy night on the town. No worries.

I drop by a friend’s and start watching a movie. We’re chilling when around 3:15am I get a text from her: “Where r u?”

For me, that translates to “I am ready to fuck NOW.” We text back and forth a bit. She won’t text her address, so I call her. I am really chill and laid back. She is compliant. She tells me how to get to her place & hints she wants more alcohol. I get some vodka from my place. I get there and she’s not too drunk at all. This makes me happy. And horny.

She has a cute cat. I pet it. I pour a couple drinks. We get about 3 sips in. No LMR (as usual). I dug the way she screamed and moaned.

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!

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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