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I met a girl about three weeks ago on my campus during the day using the single opener (have been using this one a lot). Let’s call her multi-faceted rock chick (MRC). MRC was quite friendly right from the get-go. She was coming back from a yoga class and had a pretty easy-going vibe, as one would expect. Even when I stumbled a little bit when asking her for the number because I happened to look down and realize the proportions of her bosom, she let me slide and gave me her digits enthusiastically. “Don’t look down, don’t look down”, I was telling myself.
I’ve been super-busy with studies and she’s been quite busy, as well, but was responding to my texts immediately, which I kept short. Finally, I was able to get her out to meet on campus yesterday. Not the best logistics, because we were meeting at noon and I had to go to class at 2 PM, but better than not meeting. I was a little bit nervous going to meet her because I had even forgot how she looked. I just had this image that she was gorgeous, natural blonde and the other feature I mentioned in the first paragraph. When I communicate with a girl for 3 weeks like this, my brain inevitably starts to build her up.
She was in the library waiting for me at noon, I showed up at a couple of minutes past. She stood up and I motioned to hug her and could feel her knockers. Whether it’s because of them or because she’s generally not a touchy-feely person, I didn’t get a good embrace from her (but then again this is something that I have to tweak, too). The weather was awesome, so I brought a beach towel for us to just sit on the commons on campus. Simple, cheap date. By the book.
One of the first things that she said to me was that she’s was shy. In retrospect, was she being coy? We started chatting – she was doing most of the talking, of course, and seemed to be enjoying herself. I’m a fan of the Big Man on Campus article and one of the things that has characterized my experiences with girls in the past is being a pussy – not making a move. So as I was thinking about this date, I was telling myself “I’m gonna kiss this girl”. I know that this is a double-edged sword: on the one hand it’s good to have a mission, on the other it makes you less relaxed About 10 minutes in this desire to kiss of course amplified. But I didn’t do shit then!
Even though we were sitting on the beach towel, I didn’t find any smooth and relevant opportunities for light touch at first. We were just chatting, I was occasionally gazing into her beautiful eyes, getting her to talk about her studies, her ambitions. She talked a lot about her dog, music, travels, dreams, painting.
When we came, the towel was in the shade, but the sun was now beating on us. Eventually, she said, “Let’s move the towel”. My error in leadership. I was also thinking, “Man, should I move her, should we take a walk?”. Given the time constraints, though, I decided it’d be best to just stay.
At a certain point she mentioned a guy friend who had absolutely no inhibitions and just did and said what was on his mind and all I could think of was, yeah, you’ll see what’s coming soon pretty MRC. As another aside, a lot of the friends she had mentioned were guys. I couldn’t put my finger on whether it’s because she gets along with guys more or because they’re orbiters.
Up to this point, I barely talked about myself. I’ve really taken Chase’s advice to heart. I’ve got an overwhelming amount of shit I’m interested in, some of it obscure, and have been toning this talk down. She kept talking about her old neighbor who was senile and who randomly walked around her backyard. So I figured this was the perfect opportunity….
-Give me your hand…..….As much as I love to hear about your neighbor Mildred, for some reason I can only think of passionately kissing you.
Then, I leaned in and did it. She wasn’t responsive, I did it nice and quick, got her lips, but she didn’t reciprocate much and then turned her head down.
She said this was unexpected, that she didn’t see it coming, that she didn’t even know anything about me. She kept staring down and averting my eyes.
-Well, what would you like to know?
-I don’t know. What kind of music do you like?
I went in detail about this. Sometime later, at a certain point as I was still holding her hand she said, “I’m not comfortable with this.” So I gave her space and just paused. In retrospect, I probably should have kept talking to diffuse the tension and to show that I was unfazed.
She asked me what I was thinking about. I pondered for a bit and decided to answer honestly:
“How to make you comfortable.”
The conversation kept rolling along after that in terms of content. About 10 minutes before we had to leave I asked her point-blank if she wanted to meet again sometime. She said yes, but of course in retrospect this was a silly question. It’s almost like I was asking it to affirm the style of female communication – the odds of a girl saying “No” to a direct question like that are very slim.
Anyways, I had her walk me to my building and then gave her a hug and off she went. It seemed that she was on the lookout for a rogue kiss (but maybe this is all in my brain), so we just hugged. I texted her about 1.5 hours later saying:
“You are an interesting person. I enjoyed chatting.”
Haven’t heard anything since. As I had mentioned, I’m working on transitioning from being a nice guy and I realize that I probably gave to go overboard with being an asshole a little bit. This was a very educational date in light of this. I did have the urge to set a vulgar tone in the beginning of the date by blurting out something along the lines of “All I can think about now is just bending you over doggy-style” to just see whether she would walk away or not. But I pussied out.
I think that she was confused because I was basically acting like a nice guy during our convo, but then I unexpectedly kissed her. Then again, I made my intentions clear right from the start because I asked her if she was single and was obviously interested in her. The biggest compliment to me was when she said “You’re moving too fast” and “I don’t know to expect from you”. To this I replied “You don’t know the half of it.”
Also, I really didn’t talk much about myself, as I mentioned. I didn’t work to impress her and gave almost wishy-washy answers regarding my passions (it’s mostly because I’ve got so many, I sometimes get overwhelmed describing them in a sentence – I realized I should just boil it down to an intriguing succinct sentence or two). That may have worked against me.
Anyways, my success rate with getting numbers during day game is not bad, but the pipeline is long. It seems girls are pretty busy on campus and it takes a while before I can meet them. Meanwhile, the chance of planning going awry increases. I’ve been dabbling in nightgame a little bit. I’m looking for pointers on how to inject more sexuality into my daygame to increase momentum. I come in quite smooth often, which is good for getting numbers. But I think that if I want to move the interaction forward right then and there, I have to be more energetic, more forceful and more daring. Honestly, I’m scared of just coming up to college girls during the day and manhandling them like Hector describes in BMOC. I would expect them to be pretty startled. But I’m open to ideas and this would really steer the interaction in the direction I’d prefer it to go.
Today, coming home I stopped in the dining hall next to my house and noticed a cute girl eating by herself outside. I asked if I could join her and we had a nice chat. She turned out to be a freshman, although she looked older. She was asking me a bunch of questions probing me about my life(talk less, buddy!). Anyways, I was tired and wasn’t in the mindset to game and the fact that she was so young put me off, even though she was acting quite mature (lame excuse, I know). Once she mentioned fellowship for Christ, I immediately thought, “Oh, I can’t game this girl, she’s a nice girl, maybe even a virgin.” This is precisely the type of mentality I need to train myself to get away from. I wasn’t even gonna grab her digits, but just felt compelled to when we were parting, she was so pretty. She complied readily and responded quickly to my text. Any advice for framing interactions with these types of girls? Is it worth re-contacting her and doing something different and setting a sexual frame, or should I just relegate her to the friends category?
I must say, the process Chase and team advocates is working for me. To have the ability to meet a gorgeous stranger on campus is gratifying. I just need to keep working on my sticking points so that the girls wind up on my bed. I look forward to comments. Onwards!
I’ve been super-busy with studies and she’s been quite busy, as well, but was responding to my texts immediately, which I kept short. Finally, I was able to get her out to meet on campus yesterday. Not the best logistics, because we were meeting at noon and I had to go to class at 2 PM, but better than not meeting. I was a little bit nervous going to meet her because I had even forgot how she looked. I just had this image that she was gorgeous, natural blonde and the other feature I mentioned in the first paragraph. When I communicate with a girl for 3 weeks like this, my brain inevitably starts to build her up.
She was in the library waiting for me at noon, I showed up at a couple of minutes past. She stood up and I motioned to hug her and could feel her knockers. Whether it’s because of them or because she’s generally not a touchy-feely person, I didn’t get a good embrace from her (but then again this is something that I have to tweak, too). The weather was awesome, so I brought a beach towel for us to just sit on the commons on campus. Simple, cheap date. By the book.
One of the first things that she said to me was that she’s was shy. In retrospect, was she being coy? We started chatting – she was doing most of the talking, of course, and seemed to be enjoying herself. I’m a fan of the Big Man on Campus article and one of the things that has characterized my experiences with girls in the past is being a pussy – not making a move. So as I was thinking about this date, I was telling myself “I’m gonna kiss this girl”. I know that this is a double-edged sword: on the one hand it’s good to have a mission, on the other it makes you less relaxed About 10 minutes in this desire to kiss of course amplified. But I didn’t do shit then!
Even though we were sitting on the beach towel, I didn’t find any smooth and relevant opportunities for light touch at first. We were just chatting, I was occasionally gazing into her beautiful eyes, getting her to talk about her studies, her ambitions. She talked a lot about her dog, music, travels, dreams, painting.
When we came, the towel was in the shade, but the sun was now beating on us. Eventually, she said, “Let’s move the towel”. My error in leadership. I was also thinking, “Man, should I move her, should we take a walk?”. Given the time constraints, though, I decided it’d be best to just stay.
At a certain point she mentioned a guy friend who had absolutely no inhibitions and just did and said what was on his mind and all I could think of was, yeah, you’ll see what’s coming soon pretty MRC. As another aside, a lot of the friends she had mentioned were guys. I couldn’t put my finger on whether it’s because she gets along with guys more or because they’re orbiters.
Up to this point, I barely talked about myself. I’ve really taken Chase’s advice to heart. I’ve got an overwhelming amount of shit I’m interested in, some of it obscure, and have been toning this talk down. She kept talking about her old neighbor who was senile and who randomly walked around her backyard. So I figured this was the perfect opportunity….
-Give me your hand…..….As much as I love to hear about your neighbor Mildred, for some reason I can only think of passionately kissing you.
Then, I leaned in and did it. She wasn’t responsive, I did it nice and quick, got her lips, but she didn’t reciprocate much and then turned her head down.
She said this was unexpected, that she didn’t see it coming, that she didn’t even know anything about me. She kept staring down and averting my eyes.
-Well, what would you like to know?
-I don’t know. What kind of music do you like?
I went in detail about this. Sometime later, at a certain point as I was still holding her hand she said, “I’m not comfortable with this.” So I gave her space and just paused. In retrospect, I probably should have kept talking to diffuse the tension and to show that I was unfazed.
She asked me what I was thinking about. I pondered for a bit and decided to answer honestly:
“How to make you comfortable.”
The conversation kept rolling along after that in terms of content. About 10 minutes before we had to leave I asked her point-blank if she wanted to meet again sometime. She said yes, but of course in retrospect this was a silly question. It’s almost like I was asking it to affirm the style of female communication – the odds of a girl saying “No” to a direct question like that are very slim.
Anyways, I had her walk me to my building and then gave her a hug and off she went. It seemed that she was on the lookout for a rogue kiss (but maybe this is all in my brain), so we just hugged. I texted her about 1.5 hours later saying:
“You are an interesting person. I enjoyed chatting.”
Haven’t heard anything since. As I had mentioned, I’m working on transitioning from being a nice guy and I realize that I probably gave to go overboard with being an asshole a little bit. This was a very educational date in light of this. I did have the urge to set a vulgar tone in the beginning of the date by blurting out something along the lines of “All I can think about now is just bending you over doggy-style” to just see whether she would walk away or not. But I pussied out.
I think that she was confused because I was basically acting like a nice guy during our convo, but then I unexpectedly kissed her. Then again, I made my intentions clear right from the start because I asked her if she was single and was obviously interested in her. The biggest compliment to me was when she said “You’re moving too fast” and “I don’t know to expect from you”. To this I replied “You don’t know the half of it.”
Also, I really didn’t talk much about myself, as I mentioned. I didn’t work to impress her and gave almost wishy-washy answers regarding my passions (it’s mostly because I’ve got so many, I sometimes get overwhelmed describing them in a sentence – I realized I should just boil it down to an intriguing succinct sentence or two). That may have worked against me.
Anyways, my success rate with getting numbers during day game is not bad, but the pipeline is long. It seems girls are pretty busy on campus and it takes a while before I can meet them. Meanwhile, the chance of planning going awry increases. I’ve been dabbling in nightgame a little bit. I’m looking for pointers on how to inject more sexuality into my daygame to increase momentum. I come in quite smooth often, which is good for getting numbers. But I think that if I want to move the interaction forward right then and there, I have to be more energetic, more forceful and more daring. Honestly, I’m scared of just coming up to college girls during the day and manhandling them like Hector describes in BMOC. I would expect them to be pretty startled. But I’m open to ideas and this would really steer the interaction in the direction I’d prefer it to go.
Today, coming home I stopped in the dining hall next to my house and noticed a cute girl eating by herself outside. I asked if I could join her and we had a nice chat. She turned out to be a freshman, although she looked older. She was asking me a bunch of questions probing me about my life(talk less, buddy!). Anyways, I was tired and wasn’t in the mindset to game and the fact that she was so young put me off, even though she was acting quite mature (lame excuse, I know). Once she mentioned fellowship for Christ, I immediately thought, “Oh, I can’t game this girl, she’s a nice girl, maybe even a virgin.” This is precisely the type of mentality I need to train myself to get away from. I wasn’t even gonna grab her digits, but just felt compelled to when we were parting, she was so pretty. She complied readily and responded quickly to my text. Any advice for framing interactions with these types of girls? Is it worth re-contacting her and doing something different and setting a sexual frame, or should I just relegate her to the friends category?
I must say, the process Chase and team advocates is working for me. To have the ability to meet a gorgeous stranger on campus is gratifying. I just need to keep working on my sticking points so that the girls wind up on my bed. I look forward to comments. Onwards!
After that by all means be upfront and direct in setting expectations if you think it appropriate.