Yooo, sup guys! This is going to be my first time posting on the forum—or any forum at all, actually lol—so I hope this is a decent read at least.
TL;DR at the bottom if you're short on time. Thanks, ChatGPT, for that one lol.
I guess to get straight to the point, I’ve been noticing a very consistent trend lately as I develop my game. It’s been more of a night-game issue than a day-game one, and this FR is going to give some examples of what I mean. I’ve been giving off some kind of danger signal, or at least some form of a seduction break. It’s like a girl is totally down for almost anything, and then at some point in the interaction, she suddenly gets suspicious. The feeling is like she’s reading a good book, something happens, and it takes her out of it—and you don’t know exactly why. I’m sure I’m doing something wrong.
Overall, the night was still a success in my book because my main goal was to practice getting compliance from women as a recovering nice guy.
Alright, now time for the story!
12/20/25
I’m waking up from a nap after a pretty brutal workday. I was hungover because I went out the night before for a friend’s surprise birthday party. That was fun—got some girls to buy me and my friend drinks at the club later
—but that would have to be its own FR lol. The point is, I was pretty tired. I really didn’t feel like going out, but if I want to get good, I’ve got to go. At least that’s what I tell myself.
I play some music at my place, clean up a bit, and try to relax into my vibe—get into state, I guess. Then I head out.
I decided to try this place that recently reopened after being shut down for about a month. It’s some new Christmas lounge or whatever, but since I’ve kind of been there before, I know what to expect layout-wise. I get there, and I’m kinda disappointed because I was hoping to see some of the old workers, but no dice. I walk up the stairs and bam—it’s dead as fuck on a Saturday night.
I briefly consider leaving immediately because another spot nearby looked pretty packed, but I decide to grab one drink and chill at the bar for a minute before dipping. I walk around, checking out what’s changed in the venue, keeping my fundamentals in mind—walking slowly, good posture, being strategic with eye contact. There are a couple of cute girls, but they’re really grouped up, and the place is so empty that everyone would see everything. Rejection would hit kinda hard here.
After a short lap, I post up at the bar, watching the dance floor and bobbing to the music. In front of me are three girls, and I don’t know if they were just that drunk or what, but their dancing was pretty fucking bad lol. Almost embarrassing. It honestly made me laugh.
To describe them: one was a blonde, slender girl with a flowery tattoo down her arm. She was really pretty and the hardest to get to open up—definitely the shy type. I’d rate her a personal 7 (5 is average to me, btw). There was a brunette, also skinny, not much of a body, but a pretty face—kind of giving country vibes with her cowboy boots. At first glance I’d say a 6, but later I’d bump her to a 7.5. The third girl was a dirty blonde, I think. I didn’t pay her much attention because I wasn’t attracted. She was overweight and the worst dancer of the three. The way she flopped her hands toward the floor to shake her nonexistent ass was soooo gross to me—2/10.
Of course, I’m kind of smiling in their direction, and the 2/10 makes eye contact with me. She starts walking over and grabs my hand to dance. At first, I resist a little, but I also figure she could be a good opener to meet her cuter friends, so I go with it.
I’m a pretty decent dancer and know how to look good while putting in minimal effort, but I can turn it up if the vibe is there. I’m barely trying while she’s flopping all over the place, trying to lead spins. I reject that, then spin her myself a few times.
Eventually, she does the whole “well, that was fun, see you later” thing, and I interrupt her and ask her name. Let’s call her Abby. Then I ask if those are her friends. She says yes, so I tell her to introduce me and lead her to the bar.
When we get there, I get some auto-rejection vibes. The blonde starts to say the “we’re not interested” line, but I jump in with a friendly “hey, nice to meet you.” Abby introduces the brunette as Katie and the blonde as Emily (not their real names).
Turns out it’s Emily’s birthday, which is fun. Just a girls’ night—drinking and dancing. After chatting a bit, a good song comes on and they head to the dance floor. I get the vibe that they’re trying to stick me with the ugly friend, so I peel off to “explore the venue” lol.
I end up chatting with a door guy I know from before the reopen, which relaxes my vibe a bit. After a while, I head back, and Abby pulls me into dancing again. Gross. Luckily, the others join in too. To my surprise, Katie starts giving me sexy eyes.
We dance, escalate subtly, and it starts to feel like we’re the only two in the room. Abby keeps interrupting, which kills the vibe, but we laugh it off. I didn’t want to be rude and ruin my chances.
Katie says she wants a drink, so I walk her to the bar. She asks what I drink, I hand her my can, and she orders the same. We cheers. The crowd grows, and Katie gets more comfortable dancing close and baiting kisses. I resist because of the advice from the site. She's doing the Hitch, 80% and I just give her a knowing smile. She grinds on me, which turns me on. I think, do I want her to feel my full erection, or will that scare her off? Not sure if that’s dumb lol.
Abby comes in again and ruins the moment. I step back to the bar to cool off.
To my right was a couple: a tall but not very attractive man with a kind of defeated, cuck look to him—no hard feelings toward the guy, that was just his vibe lol. The woman was short, maybe 5’2”, with black hair and almost a Hispanic look to her, and a bitch face that would make any man duck for cover. She was still pretty, though, even if she looked like she was in her mid-40s. I’m sure she noticed me and made some eyes toward me while the guy just stared off in the other direction. She looked at me, smiled, then went back to ordering some complicated drink and told the guy to pay for it. She said a few things to me, but I can’t really recall exactly what—just that it all oozed “look at me” vibes.
At some point, the blonde girl Emily walks back to the bar, and I try to engage her a bit, but good god, it was cold. No eye contact at all and one- or two-word answers to everything. It wasn’t like she disliked my presence; it just felt like she was actively trying to avoid liking me or something. Not sure—didn’t really care too much tbh. At some point, short and spicy walked away, I think to the bathroom.
I noticed Katie talking to some other guys around, but I didn’t care much because in my mind, I was leaving soon anyway. I guess she got bored with them—probably because they aren’t readers of this great site—and she came back with Abby in tow.
Abby had fallen on the ground about two times at this point and was looking sloppier by the minute. She came over to my right and spilled a drink all over the bar. Hot and Spicy was not going to be happy when she got back lol.
Abby then asks me what I want to drink and says she’ll take care of it. I say, “No, you just spilled this drink—you have to buy them another one as a sorry.” Of course, cuck man overhears and says, “No, it’s okay,” all sheepish.
That’s when Hot and Spicy walks back and, of course, she’s pissed. She looks at me and goes, “You’re buying me another drink, right?” I’m like, “Fuck no.” She says, “Well, that’s your friend, so you should take care of it.” I tell her, “We just met, and she’s going to pay for it.”
She asks, “How are you going to do that?” I say, “She will.” After a little back and forth, Abby did.
About 2 minutes later, Katie dances in front of me again, with heavy eye contact. I go to dance with her. We dance closely, hold each other, and I tell her I want to be alone with her. She just shakes her head and keeps dancing. A few minutes later, she forces a makeout. We kiss, and some asian woman comments that we look like a romance movie, which is funny. Abby interrupts again, grinding on me. A bouncer tells me, “You’re the man!” but I know I’m not pulling at this point.
Katie gets too drunk, it’s nearly 2 a.m., and things shut down between the girls and me. I dance with a random cool guy, spot a 9/10 blonde staff member stealing glances, but approaching would have a pretty low success rate, at least I think. I leave empty-handed and call it.
Not done yet, though. I hit an after-hours spot that's open until 5:30 a.m.
I get to the venue, and as I’m walking, some chick is super into me, but she’s not really my type, and it’s cold as fuck, so I kind of rush her along with me and get inside. I wait for a second, but she takes too long, so I get bored and start walking around the venue, getting my bearings.
Eventually, I see two girls sitting on a couch and ask if I can sit with them. They both look like rave girls, like they just got out of a concert. I sit down, then turn, and both of them are just staring at me. I go, “heyy,” “sup.”
One has a kinda pretty face, body kinda meh—so like a 6—and the other is an overweight 2. They introduce themselves as Moon and Star. Moon is the 6. They tell me about the concert they went to and mention they were doing ketamine, then eventually offer me some. It was my first time. Don’t do drugs, kids lol. It was an interesting high, but fun.
Eventually, we went to their car because they wanted weed. They eventually tell me they’re looking for a cheap place to stay. My place is only about 18 minutes away, so I offer my couch, and they both agree. Star tells Moon to get my number.
We walk back to the venue and head to the smoking area. We smoke a little, and they start talking about how their car is fucked up and that they probably shouldn’t drive it. Hearing that, the nice-boy side of me comes out, and I say something like, “If you want, I can drive you to my place and then drop you off in the morning, especially if you’re going to be fucked up on drugs.” I didn’t say that verbatim, but something like that.
After that, the vibe shifts hard. Moon gets up from next to me and sits on the other side of Star. I think I hear her whisper, “I know what he’s trying to do.” I make a what-the-fuck-are-you-talking-about face, and then they start whispering to each other. Rarely a good sign for a seduction. After that, they completely shut down.
I walk with them to the dance floor, but they aren’t saying anything to me. I get super bored, tell them I’m going to be back, and go to the bathroom. When I come out, they’re gone. I take that as a good opportunity to look for someone more fun.
As I’m walking around the venue, just outside the dance floor, I catch the eye of a woman in a sexy red dress, whom I initially take as some form of Hispanic. We lock eyes, and I make my way over immediately. I’m not even sure what we said at first, but she goes right into my arms.
She starts insisting I must be gay and that I need to stop messing with her. Then she says she has a boyfriend and can’t talk to me. She tells me she’s not a good person and that she’s crazy lol. At some point, she randomly tells me she’s Ukrainian. The entire time, we never stop looking into each other’s eyes. Whenever I try to break, she moves back into my line of sight.
I tell her to move over with me because we’re too close to the dance floor and keep bumping into people. We step to the side, and she continues saying I’m just fucking with her and that I’m actually gay. This entire time, I’m not really saying much—just seductively smiling, dancing and feeling her up. I’m grabbing her all over, and she’s saying, “Stop, you're just messing with me,” but whenever I do stop, she pulls me back in.
At that point, I try suggesting we leave together. She says no and brings up her boyfriend again, and her friends she’s with. I pull back a bit, and she chases a little more. Then I tell her to take the cup I’m holding and set it on a table nearby. She looks at me and says, “I’ll do it for you,” but before she does, she stops and says, “Let me guess—you’re going to leave when I turn around, huh?” She says it three more times.
I get impatient and pull her over to the table and set the cup down myself. Don’t think I should’ve done that, now that I think about it.
After that, I have her follow me to a different spot in the same area, and we keep dancing the same way as before. This time, though, when I start physically escalating, she pulls back a bit more and says, “Let me just dance. You're not letting me dance.” I back off, then she pulls me back in again.
I try for a pull again, but she resists, saying I’m gay. I say, “That can be our cover story.” After that line, I felt a bit of a change. After a little more dancing, she says she needs to find her friends and wishes the best for the girl who ends up going home with me, still with that same flirty, aggressive energy.
Some other things happened that night, but the next girl I met was already way too drunk. After that, I was just enjoying the wildness of the rest of the night, and that was the end of any real seduction opportunities.
I know for a fact I could’ve pulled the Ukrainian girl. I did something that broke the spell. Same with Moon and Star, though that felt more out of my control there.
TL;DR:
I went out tired but committed to practicing. At a mostly empty Christmas lounge, I met a group of three girls through the least attractive one, built a strong attraction with her friend Katie through dancing and eventually making out, but constant interruptions, alcohol, and no isolation killed the pull. Later at an after-hours spot, I vibed with two rave girls who were open at first, but when I offered my couch and help with logistics, the vibe flipped, and they shut down. I then had intense, push-pull chemistry with a Ukrainian girl—lots of eye contact, physical escalation, and tension—but when I suggested leaving together, she pulled back and eventually exited despite clear attraction. Overall, plenty of attraction, no pull.
My current theory is that my compliance ladder isn’t smooth enough. Asking to go home feels abrupt and unplanned. I need better venue switches or bigger compliance steps.
Overall, still a fun night, and I feel closer than ever to my first same-night lay.
Some background: I’ve been taking this pretty seriously for about five months now, going out at least every weekend. At this point, I’ve probably done 40–50 night-game approaches and maybe 20 day-game approaches. I’ve gotten two lays since I made this account. I'm still an early beginner, but the experience has been amazing so far, even with the heartache. I can only thank Chase and all the guys here for that. I still have a long way to go, but I’m having a blast going out and look forward to improving and becoming a true seducer one day. For now, I’ll just enjoy the journey and hope I can meet some like-minded dudes out there so we can give women the experiences they thought they could only get in a romance novel.
Hope someone found this helpful. Any advice is appreciated. Thanks for reading. Not sure when I’ll post again, but I’ll be out in the field.
Good seducing, my friends!
TL;DR at the bottom if you're short on time. Thanks, ChatGPT, for that one lol.
I guess to get straight to the point, I’ve been noticing a very consistent trend lately as I develop my game. It’s been more of a night-game issue than a day-game one, and this FR is going to give some examples of what I mean. I’ve been giving off some kind of danger signal, or at least some form of a seduction break. It’s like a girl is totally down for almost anything, and then at some point in the interaction, she suddenly gets suspicious. The feeling is like she’s reading a good book, something happens, and it takes her out of it—and you don’t know exactly why. I’m sure I’m doing something wrong.
Overall, the night was still a success in my book because my main goal was to practice getting compliance from women as a recovering nice guy.
Alright, now time for the story!
12/20/25
I’m waking up from a nap after a pretty brutal workday. I was hungover because I went out the night before for a friend’s surprise birthday party. That was fun—got some girls to buy me and my friend drinks at the club later
—but that would have to be its own FR lol. The point is, I was pretty tired. I really didn’t feel like going out, but if I want to get good, I’ve got to go. At least that’s what I tell myself.I play some music at my place, clean up a bit, and try to relax into my vibe—get into state, I guess. Then I head out.
I decided to try this place that recently reopened after being shut down for about a month. It’s some new Christmas lounge or whatever, but since I’ve kind of been there before, I know what to expect layout-wise. I get there, and I’m kinda disappointed because I was hoping to see some of the old workers, but no dice. I walk up the stairs and bam—it’s dead as fuck on a Saturday night.
I briefly consider leaving immediately because another spot nearby looked pretty packed, but I decide to grab one drink and chill at the bar for a minute before dipping. I walk around, checking out what’s changed in the venue, keeping my fundamentals in mind—walking slowly, good posture, being strategic with eye contact. There are a couple of cute girls, but they’re really grouped up, and the place is so empty that everyone would see everything. Rejection would hit kinda hard here.
After a short lap, I post up at the bar, watching the dance floor and bobbing to the music. In front of me are three girls, and I don’t know if they were just that drunk or what, but their dancing was pretty fucking bad lol. Almost embarrassing. It honestly made me laugh.
To describe them: one was a blonde, slender girl with a flowery tattoo down her arm. She was really pretty and the hardest to get to open up—definitely the shy type. I’d rate her a personal 7 (5 is average to me, btw). There was a brunette, also skinny, not much of a body, but a pretty face—kind of giving country vibes with her cowboy boots. At first glance I’d say a 6, but later I’d bump her to a 7.5. The third girl was a dirty blonde, I think. I didn’t pay her much attention because I wasn’t attracted. She was overweight and the worst dancer of the three. The way she flopped her hands toward the floor to shake her nonexistent ass was soooo gross to me—2/10.
Of course, I’m kind of smiling in their direction, and the 2/10 makes eye contact with me. She starts walking over and grabs my hand to dance. At first, I resist a little, but I also figure she could be a good opener to meet her cuter friends, so I go with it.
I’m a pretty decent dancer and know how to look good while putting in minimal effort, but I can turn it up if the vibe is there. I’m barely trying while she’s flopping all over the place, trying to lead spins. I reject that, then spin her myself a few times.
Eventually, she does the whole “well, that was fun, see you later” thing, and I interrupt her and ask her name. Let’s call her Abby. Then I ask if those are her friends. She says yes, so I tell her to introduce me and lead her to the bar.
When we get there, I get some auto-rejection vibes. The blonde starts to say the “we’re not interested” line, but I jump in with a friendly “hey, nice to meet you.” Abby introduces the brunette as Katie and the blonde as Emily (not their real names).
Turns out it’s Emily’s birthday, which is fun. Just a girls’ night—drinking and dancing. After chatting a bit, a good song comes on and they head to the dance floor. I get the vibe that they’re trying to stick me with the ugly friend, so I peel off to “explore the venue” lol.
I end up chatting with a door guy I know from before the reopen, which relaxes my vibe a bit. After a while, I head back, and Abby pulls me into dancing again. Gross. Luckily, the others join in too. To my surprise, Katie starts giving me sexy eyes.
We dance, escalate subtly, and it starts to feel like we’re the only two in the room. Abby keeps interrupting, which kills the vibe, but we laugh it off. I didn’t want to be rude and ruin my chances.
Katie says she wants a drink, so I walk her to the bar. She asks what I drink, I hand her my can, and she orders the same. We cheers. The crowd grows, and Katie gets more comfortable dancing close and baiting kisses. I resist because of the advice from the site. She's doing the Hitch, 80% and I just give her a knowing smile. She grinds on me, which turns me on. I think, do I want her to feel my full erection, or will that scare her off? Not sure if that’s dumb lol.
Abby comes in again and ruins the moment. I step back to the bar to cool off.
To my right was a couple: a tall but not very attractive man with a kind of defeated, cuck look to him—no hard feelings toward the guy, that was just his vibe lol. The woman was short, maybe 5’2”, with black hair and almost a Hispanic look to her, and a bitch face that would make any man duck for cover. She was still pretty, though, even if she looked like she was in her mid-40s. I’m sure she noticed me and made some eyes toward me while the guy just stared off in the other direction. She looked at me, smiled, then went back to ordering some complicated drink and told the guy to pay for it. She said a few things to me, but I can’t really recall exactly what—just that it all oozed “look at me” vibes.
At some point, the blonde girl Emily walks back to the bar, and I try to engage her a bit, but good god, it was cold. No eye contact at all and one- or two-word answers to everything. It wasn’t like she disliked my presence; it just felt like she was actively trying to avoid liking me or something. Not sure—didn’t really care too much tbh. At some point, short and spicy walked away, I think to the bathroom.
I noticed Katie talking to some other guys around, but I didn’t care much because in my mind, I was leaving soon anyway. I guess she got bored with them—probably because they aren’t readers of this great site—and she came back with Abby in tow.
Abby had fallen on the ground about two times at this point and was looking sloppier by the minute. She came over to my right and spilled a drink all over the bar. Hot and Spicy was not going to be happy when she got back lol.
Abby then asks me what I want to drink and says she’ll take care of it. I say, “No, you just spilled this drink—you have to buy them another one as a sorry.” Of course, cuck man overhears and says, “No, it’s okay,” all sheepish.
That’s when Hot and Spicy walks back and, of course, she’s pissed. She looks at me and goes, “You’re buying me another drink, right?” I’m like, “Fuck no.” She says, “Well, that’s your friend, so you should take care of it.” I tell her, “We just met, and she’s going to pay for it.”
She asks, “How are you going to do that?” I say, “She will.” After a little back and forth, Abby did.
About 2 minutes later, Katie dances in front of me again, with heavy eye contact. I go to dance with her. We dance closely, hold each other, and I tell her I want to be alone with her. She just shakes her head and keeps dancing. A few minutes later, she forces a makeout. We kiss, and some asian woman comments that we look like a romance movie, which is funny. Abby interrupts again, grinding on me. A bouncer tells me, “You’re the man!” but I know I’m not pulling at this point.
Katie gets too drunk, it’s nearly 2 a.m., and things shut down between the girls and me. I dance with a random cool guy, spot a 9/10 blonde staff member stealing glances, but approaching would have a pretty low success rate, at least I think. I leave empty-handed and call it.
Not done yet, though. I hit an after-hours spot that's open until 5:30 a.m.
I get to the venue, and as I’m walking, some chick is super into me, but she’s not really my type, and it’s cold as fuck, so I kind of rush her along with me and get inside. I wait for a second, but she takes too long, so I get bored and start walking around the venue, getting my bearings.
Eventually, I see two girls sitting on a couch and ask if I can sit with them. They both look like rave girls, like they just got out of a concert. I sit down, then turn, and both of them are just staring at me. I go, “heyy,” “sup.”
One has a kinda pretty face, body kinda meh—so like a 6—and the other is an overweight 2. They introduce themselves as Moon and Star. Moon is the 6. They tell me about the concert they went to and mention they were doing ketamine, then eventually offer me some. It was my first time. Don’t do drugs, kids lol. It was an interesting high, but fun.
Eventually, we went to their car because they wanted weed. They eventually tell me they’re looking for a cheap place to stay. My place is only about 18 minutes away, so I offer my couch, and they both agree. Star tells Moon to get my number.
We walk back to the venue and head to the smoking area. We smoke a little, and they start talking about how their car is fucked up and that they probably shouldn’t drive it. Hearing that, the nice-boy side of me comes out, and I say something like, “If you want, I can drive you to my place and then drop you off in the morning, especially if you’re going to be fucked up on drugs.” I didn’t say that verbatim, but something like that.
After that, the vibe shifts hard. Moon gets up from next to me and sits on the other side of Star. I think I hear her whisper, “I know what he’s trying to do.” I make a what-the-fuck-are-you-talking-about face, and then they start whispering to each other. Rarely a good sign for a seduction. After that, they completely shut down.
I walk with them to the dance floor, but they aren’t saying anything to me. I get super bored, tell them I’m going to be back, and go to the bathroom. When I come out, they’re gone. I take that as a good opportunity to look for someone more fun.
As I’m walking around the venue, just outside the dance floor, I catch the eye of a woman in a sexy red dress, whom I initially take as some form of Hispanic. We lock eyes, and I make my way over immediately. I’m not even sure what we said at first, but she goes right into my arms.
She starts insisting I must be gay and that I need to stop messing with her. Then she says she has a boyfriend and can’t talk to me. She tells me she’s not a good person and that she’s crazy lol. At some point, she randomly tells me she’s Ukrainian. The entire time, we never stop looking into each other’s eyes. Whenever I try to break, she moves back into my line of sight.
I tell her to move over with me because we’re too close to the dance floor and keep bumping into people. We step to the side, and she continues saying I’m just fucking with her and that I’m actually gay. This entire time, I’m not really saying much—just seductively smiling, dancing and feeling her up. I’m grabbing her all over, and she’s saying, “Stop, you're just messing with me,” but whenever I do stop, she pulls me back in.
At that point, I try suggesting we leave together. She says no and brings up her boyfriend again, and her friends she’s with. I pull back a bit, and she chases a little more. Then I tell her to take the cup I’m holding and set it on a table nearby. She looks at me and says, “I’ll do it for you,” but before she does, she stops and says, “Let me guess—you’re going to leave when I turn around, huh?” She says it three more times.
I get impatient and pull her over to the table and set the cup down myself. Don’t think I should’ve done that, now that I think about it.
After that, I have her follow me to a different spot in the same area, and we keep dancing the same way as before. This time, though, when I start physically escalating, she pulls back a bit more and says, “Let me just dance. You're not letting me dance.” I back off, then she pulls me back in again.
I try for a pull again, but she resists, saying I’m gay. I say, “That can be our cover story.” After that line, I felt a bit of a change. After a little more dancing, she says she needs to find her friends and wishes the best for the girl who ends up going home with me, still with that same flirty, aggressive energy.
Some other things happened that night, but the next girl I met was already way too drunk. After that, I was just enjoying the wildness of the rest of the night, and that was the end of any real seduction opportunities.
I know for a fact I could’ve pulled the Ukrainian girl. I did something that broke the spell. Same with Moon and Star, though that felt more out of my control there.
TL;DR:
I went out tired but committed to practicing. At a mostly empty Christmas lounge, I met a group of three girls through the least attractive one, built a strong attraction with her friend Katie through dancing and eventually making out, but constant interruptions, alcohol, and no isolation killed the pull. Later at an after-hours spot, I vibed with two rave girls who were open at first, but when I offered my couch and help with logistics, the vibe flipped, and they shut down. I then had intense, push-pull chemistry with a Ukrainian girl—lots of eye contact, physical escalation, and tension—but when I suggested leaving together, she pulled back and eventually exited despite clear attraction. Overall, plenty of attraction, no pull.
My current theory is that my compliance ladder isn’t smooth enough. Asking to go home feels abrupt and unplanned. I need better venue switches or bigger compliance steps.
Overall, still a fun night, and I feel closer than ever to my first same-night lay.
Some background: I’ve been taking this pretty seriously for about five months now, going out at least every weekend. At this point, I’ve probably done 40–50 night-game approaches and maybe 20 day-game approaches. I’ve gotten two lays since I made this account. I'm still an early beginner, but the experience has been amazing so far, even with the heartache. I can only thank Chase and all the guys here for that. I still have a long way to go, but I’m having a blast going out and look forward to improving and becoming a true seducer one day. For now, I’ll just enjoy the journey and hope I can meet some like-minded dudes out there so we can give women the experiences they thought they could only get in a romance novel.
Hope someone found this helpful. Any advice is appreciated. Thanks for reading. Not sure when I’ll post again, but I’ll be out in the field.
Good seducing, my friends!
