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Now, I know a cheek kiss meant nothing to you guys. But it is very significant for me, because I haven't had a cheek kiss before (in day game)
Anyways, the date:
My dad was a nosy person
He knew about my pickup operations. He occasionally asked me about the girl I dated.
But generally I never shared much details, before I knew my pickup was clashing with his worldview.
For example, even if I got a lay with this girl, I'd only tell him that we were just having a friendly chit chat.
Anyways, when I showed him the text, he opened the Facebook, look up this girl's number. She was married. 18 years old.
Pretty normal in my country, especially in rural areas. Girls got married when they were 16-17.
However in the date she never mentioned it. I never asked. It was bad form.
The girl's background
She was a town girl, left her family and went here to study.
I did extremely well with this niche, because I left my small country to America, so I always related very well with this type.
So this girl would be back to her town the next day, and we schedule a date.
The plan
Logistics: My parents were at home, she lived with a roommate. So I planned to took her to a coffee shop near my house, gradually went back to District 4, with cheap hotels. Going in venues in the way.
Escalation sequence: Break touch barrier > astrology palm reading > holding hands > shoulder wrap > hip wrap > bra wrap (up to this point was good, I already did it last date) > touching her breasts > cheek kiss > kiss > touching under clothes > go to hotel > go all the way.
The last venue should be the park near my old house, with a hotel nearby, if she resisted, bounce to the coffee shop nearby to build comfort.
Also, I always did the "walking dates" these day, because it had a lot of leading and investment elements built in.
The text
I met her a week ago, got number, date set up.
The typical advice here was not to be her text buddy.
However, I needed attainability. So I sent her a text, saying I had family stuff. Chatting over text a bit.
Family topic was good, high attainability.
She said she already done with exam. But I scheduled a date 2 days later, because I had a date that day.
First venue
She went the bus all the way near my home. High investment, it was a good sign.
I went the way, greeting her, asking about her exam. Also touching her shoulder, to broke touch barrier.
We went to a coffee shop nearby. On the way, accidental hand touching.
Generally I didn't hold her hand right away, because I already tested it. She would resist. Do an astrology palm read, then holding hands, was a better sequence.
Asking about her family. Family topic raised attainability.
She was the little sister in a family with 3 sisters. I was the big brother in my family. I pinched her cheek.
Going to the coffee shop, I mentioned a seat, she sat down.
Closed body language. Need comfort.
I got the drink. Chatting a bit. She was new in my city, just been there for 6 months. Going out with her friends a lot.
She looked away.
Window.
I did the astrology palm reading. She was quite cold. So I talked about myself a bit. Going to USA on a scholarship, I did a lot of part time work.
I mentioned the story I did the selling car tickets job. The impressiveness intrigued, the humbleness disarmed.
She had strict mother. Never let her go out. Don't let her got a part time job.
Some touch, but I erred on not touching enough, because she seemed cold. Hand touch, wrist touch, leg touch.
So I mentioned my parents used to be strict, then they relaxed when they were in there.
Also, I did a male authority. I advised her to get a part time job, she would learn a lot from it.
Her life was pretty mundane. I'd better be exciting.
Open body language. She looked down.
Window.
I seeded in the second venue, a sweet drink shop. I said: "Drink faster. I knew a superb sweet shop, the best in this city."
I paid, we got out.
On the way
I held her hand. At the cross walk, I wrapped her shoulders, then after we crossed, I escalated down to holding hand.
One step forward two step back.
I was doing the "talkative while escalating at the same time" style.
I told her a lot of stories behind the venue. Sometimes making her laugh. Also stories about my life, I went back after 5 years, seeing the city changed a lot, and seeing my old friends.
Near District 1, she looked around. I cold read: "You have never been in this place before."
She confirmed it.
She said she mostly going with her friends, never having to look around.
I escalated to bra touch. A few seconds, she pushed my hands away, I was back to holding hands.
Interesting game.
So I was did the protective while leading at the same time. "Stop, it's dangerous." "Be careful, the traffic."
At this stage, I mainly did the holding hands (where she was completely comfortable), then shoulder wrap, then hip wrap, and a few moments of bra wrap.
A mile later, we arrived at the second venue.
Second venue
I did a "no touch style."
Basically, it was fraction. In venue, I never touched, on the street, I touched heavily.
I picked a location, I was locked in. Either she went sitting next to me, or she would sit at outside.
She went to the restroom, took her some time to go back.
She was looking down, hands putting on her leg.
Need comfort.
Chatting with her. I found her aspirations. She wanted to go to another country, Singapore. Her sister also went there working.
Male authority. I gave her advice how to get a scholarship. I advised her the subjects to learn, and how to apply to schools.
Value was good. Now I needed attainability.
I said to her I was the studious type back in high school, not going out, just studying all days for the scholarship. But I never regret it, because my social life in America was awesome.
(True, by the way. I discovered pickup there)
I went to the restroom for a rapport break. Going back, we continued to chat on family stuffs.
Then I talked about my friends. Some of them already graduated, some of them went to the military.
She told about her friends who went to military.
She looked around.
Window.
I said to her about a coffee shop near my aunt's house, overselling it.
I paid, and we was back on the street.
On the street
This I started by holding her hands, then escalating fast to bra touch, then to breasts touch.
Same thing. I told her about the stories of the bridge, the river, the houses, which shop was new, which shop was old.
Sometimes she pushed my hands away, and she held my hands. No trouble. One step forward, two step back.
A mile later, we arrived at the third venue.
I was a bit worry. In my original plan, the third venue should be final. But I had not even escalated to cheek kiss touch.
This area was the only area with cheap hotels. I could not move to another district.
So I quickly made a plan in my mind:
Third venue > A long ass detour, along the river > near my old house, the bench > the hotel as the last venue.
Third venue
I picked a place on the second floor. No one was there. She looked around.
Need comfort.
I motioned to a sofa. She said she need to go to the restroom.
She took a long ass time, 15 minutes. On the street, my hands was already all over on her breasts. My intention was already clear. A hookup. I'd expect she either run away, or she would return.
She returned.
I told her to sit next to me. She didn't. Taking an opposite seat.
Time to do a "no touch style."
She leaned on her seat towards me. Highly attracted. I picked a drink for her. I always picked the drink for both of us.
Talking about family stuff. She said she didn't miss her home much. Then she told me she drank beer. A lot.
This was a good sign, she showed me she was a slut. Actually in my beliefs, all girls are sluts.
I related. I said the first two years in USA, I was prim and proper, but on the third year, I partied, drinking a bottle of vodka, and ended up hung over.
That story I made up. I was prim and proper all the time.
But actually I should have did a sex talk.
She studied touring in university, because she wanted to go abroad.
Then I gave her more life advice, like she should took a jobs with a lot of foreigners, to study English, and foreigners were handsome.
She started looking around.
Window.
I paid for the date, and going to the restroom. When I went out, she was there. She went to the restroom, I was just chill at a sofa nearby.
When she went out, we were on the street.
On the street
The cheek kiss, I did it a bit too slow. I took her around, introducing her to the district I used to live in.
Mostly I talked, while spinning my head how to escalating to cheek kiss.
I started seeding the hotel, "And this is the hotel of District 4. Best hotel ever."
Should have done that earlier, between 2nd and 3rd venue.
Then I started moving my face closer to her, whispering to her ears.
We reached the river. I oversold it before, "most romantic river of this city."
Sometimes I touched her face.
I didn't calibrated well. We crossed the port, I stopped her, doing a cheek kiss. She resisted.
We continued walking, back to holding hands, the level with total comfort. Escalating up.
Going around 1/2 mile, we reached the bridge. I told her this was the best bridge in this city, hinting we would kiss when we went up.
Some rapport, but not much as this point.
I knew that she played sport. So this girl was a high drive.
The bridge had no sidewalk. At this point I just winged it.
She complained we walk too much. I said things like, "You need exercise," "You will lose 5 pounds tomorrow, thank me for that"
Then we moved along the river, and with a bus house. I told her this river was too romantic, people had to put barrier around it.
She said, "Liar"
A test.
I said, "Anyways, let's go in."
The bus house was dark, with the view to the river. I did the cheek kiss, she resisted but then she put up with it.
Now, time for a full kiss.
Sometimes I held her cheeks. She told me the river wasn't that good. I said: "You don't have the eye for beauty. This river was the best."
Nice frame control.
After a while she just wanted to go away. I went along with it.
She said she was walking too much, her feet was hurt.
I said, "I knew a bench nearby. A legendary bench, outside the dentist's. This dentist used to have patients waiting inside his office, but they heard the scream, and the patients was scared. So he put a bench outside his office, and the patients never heard the scream again."
I was the best story teller, wasn't I. That was why I liked the talkative style.
On the way, I escalating up to cheek kiss, she resisted, I backed down. We arrived at the benches. However, the dentist's bench was occupied, so I moved her to a bench with the "Lucky" word written in it. I made a quick comment that people would get lucky if they sit on it.
The bench
I did cheek kiss, she still resisted a bit.
She said she just wanted to go home, it was already late into the night. I told her to stay, just 5 minutes.
She caressed my hands, that was however lower on escalation ladder. I touched her legs as well. I told her that I quite liked her.
Then she just pulled my hands. She really wanted to left.
I called a motorbike. At the waiting point, I kissed her on the cheek, she didn't resist, playfully slap me afterwards.
I removed the touching altogether.
At one point she fully turned her body towards me for 0.5 seconds. That was the window for full kiss. I missed it.
Driver came. I kissed her on the cheek again, and she left. I waved her goodbye.
Aftermath
Going to cut contact. This girl was married, I had no place in her life.
However, never leave a girl bitter. It would come back as a bite in my ass later on.
Text her nicely, and gradually fade away.
Anyways, the date:
My dad was a nosy person
He knew about my pickup operations. He occasionally asked me about the girl I dated.
But generally I never shared much details, before I knew my pickup was clashing with his worldview.
For example, even if I got a lay with this girl, I'd only tell him that we were just having a friendly chit chat.
Anyways, when I showed him the text, he opened the Facebook, look up this girl's number. She was married. 18 years old.
Pretty normal in my country, especially in rural areas. Girls got married when they were 16-17.
However in the date she never mentioned it. I never asked. It was bad form.
The girl's background
She was a town girl, left her family and went here to study.
I did extremely well with this niche, because I left my small country to America, so I always related very well with this type.
So this girl would be back to her town the next day, and we schedule a date.
The plan
Logistics: My parents were at home, she lived with a roommate. So I planned to took her to a coffee shop near my house, gradually went back to District 4, with cheap hotels. Going in venues in the way.
Escalation sequence: Break touch barrier > astrology palm reading > holding hands > shoulder wrap > hip wrap > bra wrap (up to this point was good, I already did it last date) > touching her breasts > cheek kiss > kiss > touching under clothes > go to hotel > go all the way.
The last venue should be the park near my old house, with a hotel nearby, if she resisted, bounce to the coffee shop nearby to build comfort.
Also, I always did the "walking dates" these day, because it had a lot of leading and investment elements built in.
The text
I met her a week ago, got number, date set up.
The typical advice here was not to be her text buddy.
However, I needed attainability. So I sent her a text, saying I had family stuff. Chatting over text a bit.
Family topic was good, high attainability.
She said she already done with exam. But I scheduled a date 2 days later, because I had a date that day.
First venue
She went the bus all the way near my home. High investment, it was a good sign.
I went the way, greeting her, asking about her exam. Also touching her shoulder, to broke touch barrier.
We went to a coffee shop nearby. On the way, accidental hand touching.
Generally I didn't hold her hand right away, because I already tested it. She would resist. Do an astrology palm read, then holding hands, was a better sequence.
Asking about her family. Family topic raised attainability.
She was the little sister in a family with 3 sisters. I was the big brother in my family. I pinched her cheek.
Going to the coffee shop, I mentioned a seat, she sat down.
Closed body language. Need comfort.
I got the drink. Chatting a bit. She was new in my city, just been there for 6 months. Going out with her friends a lot.
She looked away.
Window.
I did the astrology palm reading. She was quite cold. So I talked about myself a bit. Going to USA on a scholarship, I did a lot of part time work.
I mentioned the story I did the selling car tickets job. The impressiveness intrigued, the humbleness disarmed.
She had strict mother. Never let her go out. Don't let her got a part time job.
Some touch, but I erred on not touching enough, because she seemed cold. Hand touch, wrist touch, leg touch.
So I mentioned my parents used to be strict, then they relaxed when they were in there.
Also, I did a male authority. I advised her to get a part time job, she would learn a lot from it.
Her life was pretty mundane. I'd better be exciting.
Open body language. She looked down.
Window.
I seeded in the second venue, a sweet drink shop. I said: "Drink faster. I knew a superb sweet shop, the best in this city."
I paid, we got out.
On the way
I held her hand. At the cross walk, I wrapped her shoulders, then after we crossed, I escalated down to holding hand.
One step forward two step back.
I was doing the "talkative while escalating at the same time" style.
I told her a lot of stories behind the venue. Sometimes making her laugh. Also stories about my life, I went back after 5 years, seeing the city changed a lot, and seeing my old friends.
Near District 1, she looked around. I cold read: "You have never been in this place before."
She confirmed it.
She said she mostly going with her friends, never having to look around.
I escalated to bra touch. A few seconds, she pushed my hands away, I was back to holding hands.
Interesting game.
So I was did the protective while leading at the same time. "Stop, it's dangerous." "Be careful, the traffic."
At this stage, I mainly did the holding hands (where she was completely comfortable), then shoulder wrap, then hip wrap, and a few moments of bra wrap.
A mile later, we arrived at the second venue.
Second venue
I did a "no touch style."
Basically, it was fraction. In venue, I never touched, on the street, I touched heavily.
I picked a location, I was locked in. Either she went sitting next to me, or she would sit at outside.
She went to the restroom, took her some time to go back.
She was looking down, hands putting on her leg.
Need comfort.
Chatting with her. I found her aspirations. She wanted to go to another country, Singapore. Her sister also went there working.
Male authority. I gave her advice how to get a scholarship. I advised her the subjects to learn, and how to apply to schools.
Value was good. Now I needed attainability.
I said to her I was the studious type back in high school, not going out, just studying all days for the scholarship. But I never regret it, because my social life in America was awesome.
(True, by the way. I discovered pickup there)
I went to the restroom for a rapport break. Going back, we continued to chat on family stuffs.
Then I talked about my friends. Some of them already graduated, some of them went to the military.
She told about her friends who went to military.
She looked around.
Window.
I said to her about a coffee shop near my aunt's house, overselling it.
I paid, and we was back on the street.
On the street
This I started by holding her hands, then escalating fast to bra touch, then to breasts touch.
Same thing. I told her about the stories of the bridge, the river, the houses, which shop was new, which shop was old.
Sometimes she pushed my hands away, and she held my hands. No trouble. One step forward, two step back.
A mile later, we arrived at the third venue.
I was a bit worry. In my original plan, the third venue should be final. But I had not even escalated to cheek kiss touch.
This area was the only area with cheap hotels. I could not move to another district.
So I quickly made a plan in my mind:
Third venue > A long ass detour, along the river > near my old house, the bench > the hotel as the last venue.
Third venue
I picked a place on the second floor. No one was there. She looked around.
Need comfort.
I motioned to a sofa. She said she need to go to the restroom.
She took a long ass time, 15 minutes. On the street, my hands was already all over on her breasts. My intention was already clear. A hookup. I'd expect she either run away, or she would return.
She returned.
I told her to sit next to me. She didn't. Taking an opposite seat.
Time to do a "no touch style."
She leaned on her seat towards me. Highly attracted. I picked a drink for her. I always picked the drink for both of us.
Talking about family stuff. She said she didn't miss her home much. Then she told me she drank beer. A lot.
This was a good sign, she showed me she was a slut. Actually in my beliefs, all girls are sluts.
I related. I said the first two years in USA, I was prim and proper, but on the third year, I partied, drinking a bottle of vodka, and ended up hung over.
That story I made up. I was prim and proper all the time.
But actually I should have did a sex talk.
She studied touring in university, because she wanted to go abroad.
Then I gave her more life advice, like she should took a jobs with a lot of foreigners, to study English, and foreigners were handsome.
She started looking around.
Window.
I paid for the date, and going to the restroom. When I went out, she was there. She went to the restroom, I was just chill at a sofa nearby.
When she went out, we were on the street.
On the street
The cheek kiss, I did it a bit too slow. I took her around, introducing her to the district I used to live in.
Mostly I talked, while spinning my head how to escalating to cheek kiss.
I started seeding the hotel, "And this is the hotel of District 4. Best hotel ever."
Should have done that earlier, between 2nd and 3rd venue.
Then I started moving my face closer to her, whispering to her ears.
We reached the river. I oversold it before, "most romantic river of this city."
Sometimes I touched her face.
I didn't calibrated well. We crossed the port, I stopped her, doing a cheek kiss. She resisted.
We continued walking, back to holding hands, the level with total comfort. Escalating up.
Going around 1/2 mile, we reached the bridge. I told her this was the best bridge in this city, hinting we would kiss when we went up.
Some rapport, but not much as this point.
I knew that she played sport. So this girl was a high drive.
The bridge had no sidewalk. At this point I just winged it.
She complained we walk too much. I said things like, "You need exercise," "You will lose 5 pounds tomorrow, thank me for that"
Then we moved along the river, and with a bus house. I told her this river was too romantic, people had to put barrier around it.
She said, "Liar"
A test.
I said, "Anyways, let's go in."
The bus house was dark, with the view to the river. I did the cheek kiss, she resisted but then she put up with it.
Now, time for a full kiss.
Sometimes I held her cheeks. She told me the river wasn't that good. I said: "You don't have the eye for beauty. This river was the best."
Nice frame control.
After a while she just wanted to go away. I went along with it.
She said she was walking too much, her feet was hurt.
I said, "I knew a bench nearby. A legendary bench, outside the dentist's. This dentist used to have patients waiting inside his office, but they heard the scream, and the patients was scared. So he put a bench outside his office, and the patients never heard the scream again."
I was the best story teller, wasn't I. That was why I liked the talkative style.
On the way, I escalating up to cheek kiss, she resisted, I backed down. We arrived at the benches. However, the dentist's bench was occupied, so I moved her to a bench with the "Lucky" word written in it. I made a quick comment that people would get lucky if they sit on it.
The bench
I did cheek kiss, she still resisted a bit.
She said she just wanted to go home, it was already late into the night. I told her to stay, just 5 minutes.
She caressed my hands, that was however lower on escalation ladder. I touched her legs as well. I told her that I quite liked her.
Then she just pulled my hands. She really wanted to left.
I called a motorbike. At the waiting point, I kissed her on the cheek, she didn't resist, playfully slap me afterwards.
I removed the touching altogether.
At one point she fully turned her body towards me for 0.5 seconds. That was the window for full kiss. I missed it.
Driver came. I kissed her on the cheek again, and she left. I waved her goodbye.
Aftermath
Going to cut contact. This girl was married, I had no place in her life.
However, never leave a girl bitter. It would come back as a bite in my ass later on.
Text her nicely, and gradually fade away.
. Your link was very helpful though, I was exactly in that "having to show her interesting places" mindset, going to correct it next time.