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I've been in this weird funk where every date I have been on failed. No matter what, I failed to pull.
I figured out I was not building enough arousal.
Had a talk with my natural buddy who I initiated to Girls Chase (he hates PUA stuff but loves Chase's articles, which he doesn't view as PUA) and particularly appreciates the SAC model, which he says is the most intuitive model he's ever come across on attraction.
After listening to my explanation of every date in excruciating detail, he said:
"Yeah, you could benefit from building up that arousal to the point where your heads are touching and your hands are interlocked and you both know something has to happen... But from listening to you, I'd say leading is your main issue. So compliance. You're kind of going in with no plan and hoping for the best. Compliance + closer, more intimate vibe is your solution"
He also mentioned how he casually drops the fact that he has a projector at some point in his dates so that when he asks them back, it makes sense. In his case, he's a film student so the projector to show his own film is his pull. Seeding the pull in other words. I make a mental note of that.
The Approach
This happened last Saturday (today is Thursday)
A super gorgeous asian looking girl in a tight red dress is strolling down an alley. My legs are already in motion.
Me: Excuse me...
She turns. OMG. She's even hotter from up close. Those anime eyes and heart shaped lips.
Me: You look...incredible.
Her: Thanks (nervous smile)
Me: I'm curious... where are you from?
Her: South Korea. And you?
Me: Give me your best guess!
Her: Haha i don't know.
Me: Cmon!
Her: Uhm... what languages do you speak?
Me: Fair question! So, English, ob-vious-ly (she laughs the way i say it) but my first language is the most beautiful, sensual and romantic language in the world.
Her: French?
I nod.
Her: You're from France?
Me: Well not exactly..but I did live there for a while.
Her: Oh that's nice.
Me: I'm James btw
Her: Rianne.
I hold her hand for a few seconds.
Me: Nice to meet you Rianne. Are you here on holiday or...?
Her: I'm working here.
Me: Oh cool.
Her: Yes, I'm an interior decorator.
Me: That's pretty cool. And you're working today? (I point at files in her hand)
Her: We have a project in this street. (she gestures towards a building)
Me: Damn... they making you work on a Saturday? I need to have a talk with your company.
She laughs.
Her: Haha no it's ok, i was just checking then I'll go have a coffee.
I debate whether i'll impose an instant date. I decide against. No place to pull and it's not clear she's super into me.
Me: Sounds good. Look, RIanne, we should get together someday. A drink or something.
Her: Yes sure. As friends right?
I shake my head from left to right. She laughs.
Me: Just to make my intentions clear... I think you look absolutelty gorgeous (i check her out and gesture at her whole outfit) and I wanna explore our vibe further.
Her: Oh sure.
Me: Awesome. I'll grab your WhatsApp and we'll sort out a date.
Her: Can we exchange IG?
Me: Oh I uninstalled it ages ago. Too much time scrolling.
Her: Haha true.
Me: Type your number here.
She does so and we bid farewell.
I met with my natural buddy again to discuss how I don't wanna mess this dae with super hot girl. I was also bitching about how annoying it has been that I had to wear glasses on dates because my lenses had not arrived but thank god they did. So I could really put all the chances on my side.
Him "Cool. Promise me you'll go on the date with your glasses on"
Me "What????"
Him "Yep, I want you to realize it's all in your head. I wear glasses too and I do fine."
Me "Yeah but I don't have your looks man"
Him: Doesn't matter
Me: With my lenses on, my long beautiful eyelashes are visible. Girls told me they love those.
Him: Girls won't sleep with you for your eyelashes. You can do without.
Me: I need my lenses man.
Him "Wear. Your. Fucking. Glasses."
I look at him in shock. He never swears. He'll say things like "we made love" or "we consumated our courtship" but never things like fuck, smashes, banged. That's a guy who's boned half our uni including 3 married professors yet his language is never vulgar. And elegant gentleman. He's also like an older brother (10 years older) and has always had my back.
He continues: "You'll wear your glasses and do your thing. And when you're on top of her, giving her a good time, at some point your glasses will fall off, snapping you out of the moment a bit. That's when you'll think of me telling you it was all in your head cuz you're actually making love with this girl."
And he leaves.
Texting
Wish I could upload the screenshots. I won't type the whole thing but here's the gist of it:
On Monday I text her and suggest a coffee. She agrees and she's free coming Sunday. She says she loves tea. I spend Monday evening scouting for tea houses not far from my place I can take her. No luck but I find a cool cafe where they serve tea.
I figure: Meet up at subway, we go to cafe, then I take her on a rooftop of a commericial building (which would be closed on Sunday) and then pull her home (my flat is across the commercial building).
I'm satisfied with this date plan so far.
And then...
Wednesday (yesterday) she randomly texts me at 6 pm asking "so what are you up to tonight?"
My mind starts racing. Could she be in the mood for...?
I text back "got a dinner with a friend. then chilling after.wbu?"
She replies instantly "have a meeting that ends at 8:30 p.m. it's a site visit for work."
I text "nice. wanna get a drink after?"
She replies "If it's not too late for you?"
I reply that it's all good and we agree to meet at 9:45 pm.
Change of Plan
First of all, I clean my flat. It's a studio I recently moved in and thankfully not to messy.
Then, I head down and scout for places we can go. The cafe I had picked for Sunday closes at 10p.m. That won't work. I find a nice Mexican bar in the same street. There's an Indian guy standing outside inviting potential customers in.
I approach him:
Me: Hey bro!
Him: (smiles back) Hey man, do you want to come in?
Me: Not yet. But, hey man, I need a favour. I'm coming with a girl later. I need a cosy place where I can sit next to her, ideally on that plush sofa, not the chairs. Can you help me out when the time comes?
I hand him a banknote.
HIm: Count on me brother.
Me: Cheers man.
So I have my plan.
I meet her at the subway, we come to this bar, spend some time then I suggest we check out the rooftop at the commercial building. At night, the view would be amazing. Then I pull from there.
I open my laptop and find the ebook for One Date. I re-read the signs a girl gives when she's ready to be pulled. I make a promise that I will look out for that no matter what.
Tonight's mission: Build compliance from the start, watch for signs she's ready and PULL. No matter where we are in the date, if the signs are here, PULL.
The Date
I wore my glases although I was against it. But I had a feeling my buddy was right so I wore them.
She arrives on time in a sexy black dress that wraps around her perfect butt. She's wearing matching high heels and black nail polish. SEXY.
I greet her and immediately check out some pendant around her neck. Then I guide her to follow me. Every now and then, I use a small command like "Now turn left" "Let's cross" "stop, check this out, I wanna try this place soon"
We banter a bit on how some things get lost in translation. No idea how this topic arose. She explains that in Korean, one phrase can have different meaning and I tell her of the time I went to South Korea and used the wrong slangs. She laughs. We have a good vibe.
We arrive the bar and immediately the Indian guy seats us in a nice cosy corner. It's a table for 4, with the sofa against the wall and two chairs across. My guy has conveniently taken away the two chairs so that we can only sit on the sofa against the wall. Perfect.
We sit, I order a drink. Ice lemon tea. She orders the same. No alcohol. I was hoping alcohol might help loosen her up. But I don't let that discourage me.
I get some touch in and ask for more compliance. She's receptive but her body language is clearly closed off. I read that as she's missing Similarity.
Now, I wanna take a moment to define Similarity. It's how similar your underlying values are. Not superficial stuff. If she likes hiking and I like diving, on a superficial level we have nothing in common. But if I find out she likes hiking to experience nature at its fullest and I love diving for the same reason, that's similarity.
In her case, I find out that she loves interior decoration because she views as a way to express herself. I relate back how writing stories is a way I express myself.
I ensure to refrain from jumping on the chance to bond on superficial elements, which I tend to do because I love talking. For instance, she mentioned she likes sushi and I love sushi too. But I shut my mouth.
I run the most efficient similarity building ever, finding her underlying values and matching them with mine.
She opens up, more relaxed.
I decide to build up the arousal by increasing touch. I have a hand on her thigh. She's comfortable. I tell her about how there are a lot of anime posters in my flat which were there when I moved in. I tell her that I might need her professional opinion on how it affects the deco of the place because I have serious doubts. She laughs and agrees. This is the seeding of the pull.
At some point we talk about Paris and how she's never been.
Me: No way, you've never been to Paris?
Her: Hahah no but I want to.
Me: Of course...it's such a beautiful city. Okay, we're in Paris right now, walking hand in hand (i interlock my fingers in hers and mimick the hands swaying motion when walking while holding hands) So, we just woke up after a passionate love making in the city of love, we have a croissant (and you must pronounce it well!) and now we're strolling in the streets of this beautiful city. But it's still early. Paris is waking up. We cross the river Seine and over there, towering over the most awesome city, is La Tour Eiffel of course. Can you see it? It's right there?"
She laughs and tells me she can see it.
And she pushes her body into me.
And she grasps my hand tight.
And she stares at me without saying anything.
Wait...are these... the signs?
No...can't be. I still have to take her to the rooftop. What about the intimate vibe? Well, we are in very close proximity. Hands interlocked. One hand rubbing her thigh.
Me: How about we check out those anime posters I told you about? I need your professional opinion.
Her: Hahah sure.
I get up, ask her to take my jacket while I pay.
We walk out and now we're heading to my flat. I check my watch.
37 minutes only had passed since I picked her up at the subway. Damn.
We arrive at my place and I have her take off her shoes. She comments on the posters, saying they're not that bad but she would reduce the quantity. I thank her. We gaze at each other. I pull her in for a kiss.
LMR
She would not go beyond kissing. Not even grabbing her boobs.
But I'm relaxed. I'm truly, for the first time ever, detached. I'm happy I got her back, which was something I had been struggling with. Now, as long as she didn't leave, I knew I had the lay.
The LMR lasted for over 1 hour. And the worst part was not even the LMR.
All I did was keep kissing her and making small moves while telling her to stay "just 5 more minutes" whenever she said she had to go.
But the worst part of all:
My fucking bladder.
You see, in stressing about this sudden date, I had drunk a lot of water. That plus the ice lemon tea was too much.
But I could not leave. I had just managed to finger her and I knew that as long as my finger was in there and I was rubbing her clit, the lay would come. If I went to the bathroom now, I knew that as I would come out, she'd be dressing up and telling me we can do it another time (hint: that never happens)
The Gods of Seduction were testing me.
I picked up the fucking gauntlet.
She finally got so aroused by the fingering, she tried to take off my shirt as I climbed over her. Despite my dick being full of pee , she's so hot that I get hard.
I slip on a condom and I'm inside her.
YES.
Now all I need to do is fuck her decently and have it pass as a first round. Then I can go pee.
I fuck her missionary for a good 10 minutes.
At some point, my vision blurrs. My glasses fell off. I chuckle as I think of my natural buddy. He was right. I am balls deep in this sexy af girl and I went on the date wearing glasses.
I switch positions a few times until it feels like the round has reached an end.
I fake an orgasm. Why? Because girls get self conscious if you don't cum and I could not risk it with this girl.
I climb out of bed and propose her some water while I go to the bathroom.
The feeling is heavenly. Finally, I empty my bladder. And I wear my lenses. So I can actually see what's going on the semi dark room.
I come back, this time not with a rock hard dick but a diamond one.
This is my reward.
The second round is beyond amazing. I get her to cum in the adapted missionary. The first round helped getting her almost here.
I then put her in doggy and stare at her magnificent heart shaped ass as I pound it to oblivion until I finally spread my seed on her bountiful ass cheeks.
I was tired but so satisfied. This lay did not come easy, especially with the LMR, the full bladder and lasting through the first round.
I chat a bit with her. She tells me she's 23, broke up with her bf of 4 years. They lost their virginities to each other. She stays clear of dating apps because even the decent looking guys only want sex. She tells me she's only ever been with Korean men (boyfriend from high school and bf from college)
I ask her if she's ever been with a brown guy. She laughs and says she's never even shaken hands with one.
That comment makes me laugh hysterically as she lays on my chest, fiddles with my chest hair and comments how beautiful my eyelashes are, which she had not noticed because of my glasses.
I figured out I was not building enough arousal.
Had a talk with my natural buddy who I initiated to Girls Chase (he hates PUA stuff but loves Chase's articles, which he doesn't view as PUA) and particularly appreciates the SAC model, which he says is the most intuitive model he's ever come across on attraction.
After listening to my explanation of every date in excruciating detail, he said:
"Yeah, you could benefit from building up that arousal to the point where your heads are touching and your hands are interlocked and you both know something has to happen... But from listening to you, I'd say leading is your main issue. So compliance. You're kind of going in with no plan and hoping for the best. Compliance + closer, more intimate vibe is your solution"
He also mentioned how he casually drops the fact that he has a projector at some point in his dates so that when he asks them back, it makes sense. In his case, he's a film student so the projector to show his own film is his pull. Seeding the pull in other words. I make a mental note of that.
The Approach
This happened last Saturday (today is Thursday)
A super gorgeous asian looking girl in a tight red dress is strolling down an alley. My legs are already in motion.
Me: Excuse me...
She turns. OMG. She's even hotter from up close. Those anime eyes and heart shaped lips.
Me: You look...incredible.
Her: Thanks (nervous smile)
Me: I'm curious... where are you from?
Her: South Korea. And you?
Me: Give me your best guess!
Her: Haha i don't know.
Me: Cmon!
Her: Uhm... what languages do you speak?
Me: Fair question! So, English, ob-vious-ly (she laughs the way i say it) but my first language is the most beautiful, sensual and romantic language in the world.
Her: French?
I nod.
Her: You're from France?
Me: Well not exactly..but I did live there for a while.
Her: Oh that's nice.
Me: I'm James btw
Her: Rianne.
I hold her hand for a few seconds.
Me: Nice to meet you Rianne. Are you here on holiday or...?
Her: I'm working here.
Me: Oh cool.
Her: Yes, I'm an interior decorator.
Me: That's pretty cool. And you're working today? (I point at files in her hand)
Her: We have a project in this street. (she gestures towards a building)
Me: Damn... they making you work on a Saturday? I need to have a talk with your company.
She laughs.
Her: Haha no it's ok, i was just checking then I'll go have a coffee.
I debate whether i'll impose an instant date. I decide against. No place to pull and it's not clear she's super into me.
Me: Sounds good. Look, RIanne, we should get together someday. A drink or something.
Her: Yes sure. As friends right?
I shake my head from left to right. She laughs.
Me: Just to make my intentions clear... I think you look absolutelty gorgeous (i check her out and gesture at her whole outfit) and I wanna explore our vibe further.
Her: Oh sure.
Me: Awesome. I'll grab your WhatsApp and we'll sort out a date.
Her: Can we exchange IG?
Me: Oh I uninstalled it ages ago. Too much time scrolling.
Her: Haha true.
Me: Type your number here.
She does so and we bid farewell.
I met with my natural buddy again to discuss how I don't wanna mess this dae with super hot girl. I was also bitching about how annoying it has been that I had to wear glasses on dates because my lenses had not arrived but thank god they did. So I could really put all the chances on my side.
Him "Cool. Promise me you'll go on the date with your glasses on"
Me "What????"
Him "Yep, I want you to realize it's all in your head. I wear glasses too and I do fine."
Me "Yeah but I don't have your looks man"
Him: Doesn't matter
Me: With my lenses on, my long beautiful eyelashes are visible. Girls told me they love those.
Him: Girls won't sleep with you for your eyelashes. You can do without.
Me: I need my lenses man.
Him "Wear. Your. Fucking. Glasses."
I look at him in shock. He never swears. He'll say things like "we made love" or "we consumated our courtship" but never things like fuck, smashes, banged. That's a guy who's boned half our uni including 3 married professors yet his language is never vulgar. And elegant gentleman. He's also like an older brother (10 years older) and has always had my back.
He continues: "You'll wear your glasses and do your thing. And when you're on top of her, giving her a good time, at some point your glasses will fall off, snapping you out of the moment a bit. That's when you'll think of me telling you it was all in your head cuz you're actually making love with this girl."
And he leaves.
Texting
Wish I could upload the screenshots. I won't type the whole thing but here's the gist of it:
On Monday I text her and suggest a coffee. She agrees and she's free coming Sunday. She says she loves tea. I spend Monday evening scouting for tea houses not far from my place I can take her. No luck but I find a cool cafe where they serve tea.
I figure: Meet up at subway, we go to cafe, then I take her on a rooftop of a commericial building (which would be closed on Sunday) and then pull her home (my flat is across the commercial building).
I'm satisfied with this date plan so far.
And then...
Wednesday (yesterday) she randomly texts me at 6 pm asking "so what are you up to tonight?"
My mind starts racing. Could she be in the mood for...?
I text back "got a dinner with a friend. then chilling after.wbu?"
She replies instantly "have a meeting that ends at 8:30 p.m. it's a site visit for work."
I text "nice. wanna get a drink after?"
She replies "If it's not too late for you?"
I reply that it's all good and we agree to meet at 9:45 pm.
Change of Plan
First of all, I clean my flat. It's a studio I recently moved in and thankfully not to messy.
Then, I head down and scout for places we can go. The cafe I had picked for Sunday closes at 10p.m. That won't work. I find a nice Mexican bar in the same street. There's an Indian guy standing outside inviting potential customers in.
I approach him:
Me: Hey bro!
Him: (smiles back) Hey man, do you want to come in?
Me: Not yet. But, hey man, I need a favour. I'm coming with a girl later. I need a cosy place where I can sit next to her, ideally on that plush sofa, not the chairs. Can you help me out when the time comes?
I hand him a banknote.
HIm: Count on me brother.
Me: Cheers man.
So I have my plan.
I meet her at the subway, we come to this bar, spend some time then I suggest we check out the rooftop at the commercial building. At night, the view would be amazing. Then I pull from there.
I open my laptop and find the ebook for One Date. I re-read the signs a girl gives when she's ready to be pulled. I make a promise that I will look out for that no matter what.
Tonight's mission: Build compliance from the start, watch for signs she's ready and PULL. No matter where we are in the date, if the signs are here, PULL.
The Date
I wore my glases although I was against it. But I had a feeling my buddy was right so I wore them.
She arrives on time in a sexy black dress that wraps around her perfect butt. She's wearing matching high heels and black nail polish. SEXY.
I greet her and immediately check out some pendant around her neck. Then I guide her to follow me. Every now and then, I use a small command like "Now turn left" "Let's cross" "stop, check this out, I wanna try this place soon"
We banter a bit on how some things get lost in translation. No idea how this topic arose. She explains that in Korean, one phrase can have different meaning and I tell her of the time I went to South Korea and used the wrong slangs. She laughs. We have a good vibe.
We arrive the bar and immediately the Indian guy seats us in a nice cosy corner. It's a table for 4, with the sofa against the wall and two chairs across. My guy has conveniently taken away the two chairs so that we can only sit on the sofa against the wall. Perfect.
We sit, I order a drink. Ice lemon tea. She orders the same. No alcohol. I was hoping alcohol might help loosen her up. But I don't let that discourage me.
I get some touch in and ask for more compliance. She's receptive but her body language is clearly closed off. I read that as she's missing Similarity.
Now, I wanna take a moment to define Similarity. It's how similar your underlying values are. Not superficial stuff. If she likes hiking and I like diving, on a superficial level we have nothing in common. But if I find out she likes hiking to experience nature at its fullest and I love diving for the same reason, that's similarity.
In her case, I find out that she loves interior decoration because she views as a way to express herself. I relate back how writing stories is a way I express myself.
I ensure to refrain from jumping on the chance to bond on superficial elements, which I tend to do because I love talking. For instance, she mentioned she likes sushi and I love sushi too. But I shut my mouth.
I run the most efficient similarity building ever, finding her underlying values and matching them with mine.
She opens up, more relaxed.
I decide to build up the arousal by increasing touch. I have a hand on her thigh. She's comfortable. I tell her about how there are a lot of anime posters in my flat which were there when I moved in. I tell her that I might need her professional opinion on how it affects the deco of the place because I have serious doubts. She laughs and agrees. This is the seeding of the pull.
At some point we talk about Paris and how she's never been.
Me: No way, you've never been to Paris?
Her: Hahah no but I want to.
Me: Of course...it's such a beautiful city. Okay, we're in Paris right now, walking hand in hand (i interlock my fingers in hers and mimick the hands swaying motion when walking while holding hands) So, we just woke up after a passionate love making in the city of love, we have a croissant (and you must pronounce it well!) and now we're strolling in the streets of this beautiful city. But it's still early. Paris is waking up. We cross the river Seine and over there, towering over the most awesome city, is La Tour Eiffel of course. Can you see it? It's right there?"
She laughs and tells me she can see it.
And she pushes her body into me.
And she grasps my hand tight.
And she stares at me without saying anything.
Wait...are these... the signs?
No...can't be. I still have to take her to the rooftop. What about the intimate vibe? Well, we are in very close proximity. Hands interlocked. One hand rubbing her thigh.
Me: How about we check out those anime posters I told you about? I need your professional opinion.
Her: Hahah sure.
I get up, ask her to take my jacket while I pay.
We walk out and now we're heading to my flat. I check my watch.
37 minutes only had passed since I picked her up at the subway. Damn.
We arrive at my place and I have her take off her shoes. She comments on the posters, saying they're not that bad but she would reduce the quantity. I thank her. We gaze at each other. I pull her in for a kiss.
LMR
She would not go beyond kissing. Not even grabbing her boobs.
But I'm relaxed. I'm truly, for the first time ever, detached. I'm happy I got her back, which was something I had been struggling with. Now, as long as she didn't leave, I knew I had the lay.
The LMR lasted for over 1 hour. And the worst part was not even the LMR.
All I did was keep kissing her and making small moves while telling her to stay "just 5 more minutes" whenever she said she had to go.
But the worst part of all:
My fucking bladder.
You see, in stressing about this sudden date, I had drunk a lot of water. That plus the ice lemon tea was too much.
But I could not leave. I had just managed to finger her and I knew that as long as my finger was in there and I was rubbing her clit, the lay would come. If I went to the bathroom now, I knew that as I would come out, she'd be dressing up and telling me we can do it another time (hint: that never happens)
The Gods of Seduction were testing me.
I picked up the fucking gauntlet.
She finally got so aroused by the fingering, she tried to take off my shirt as I climbed over her. Despite my dick being full of pee , she's so hot that I get hard.
I slip on a condom and I'm inside her.
YES.
Now all I need to do is fuck her decently and have it pass as a first round. Then I can go pee.
I fuck her missionary for a good 10 minutes.
At some point, my vision blurrs. My glasses fell off. I chuckle as I think of my natural buddy. He was right. I am balls deep in this sexy af girl and I went on the date wearing glasses.
I switch positions a few times until it feels like the round has reached an end.
I fake an orgasm. Why? Because girls get self conscious if you don't cum and I could not risk it with this girl.
I climb out of bed and propose her some water while I go to the bathroom.
The feeling is heavenly. Finally, I empty my bladder. And I wear my lenses. So I can actually see what's going on the semi dark room.
I come back, this time not with a rock hard dick but a diamond one.
This is my reward.
The second round is beyond amazing. I get her to cum in the adapted missionary. The first round helped getting her almost here.
I then put her in doggy and stare at her magnificent heart shaped ass as I pound it to oblivion until I finally spread my seed on her bountiful ass cheeks.
I was tired but so satisfied. This lay did not come easy, especially with the LMR, the full bladder and lasting through the first round.
I chat a bit with her. She tells me she's 23, broke up with her bf of 4 years. They lost their virginities to each other. She stays clear of dating apps because even the decent looking guys only want sex. She tells me she's only ever been with Korean men (boyfriend from high school and bf from college)
I ask her if she's ever been with a brown guy. She laughs and says she's never even shaken hands with one.
That comment makes me laugh hysterically as she lays on my chest, fiddles with my chest hair and comments how beautiful my eyelashes are, which she had not noticed because of my glasses.
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