New Mission Debriefings

[Higher]

The next day, for the first time again manage to do my workout before noon, as I used to instead of pushing it out until late afternoon and then taking an eternity to complete the sets.

Sounds great. Good results after hard work will get you into winner effect. Constantly breaking your limits, even outside of the seduction domain. I suspect you might need that to boost your motivation. Your approaches do not sound bad at all.

I probably missed it, but how did it turn out with Dark Eyes?

-En

 

[Railer]

Sortie seventeen

Objectives: be open to making female friend

Plan of action: go to town, see what happens

Exfil: home

Approaches: 1

Overall ADC: 18-9-0 (approach-details-close)

Result: ~

Warm up in social circle by chatting with a guy I know, then friends, while keep making my effort to be nice, talk and tell some stories.

End up strolling town with friend. Notice how it’s more hindering, less flexible. Cannot just inadvertently change course to follow sets I like. No flow. Everything seems to require explanation. Hesitant to even count todays approach. Because my friend opens I feel obliged to focus on winging, keeping the woke friend occupied. So there are people out there whining about problems nobody actually has. Never expected to actually run into somebody like that. Overwhelmed. And she’s only 22. Poor girl.

Cross paths with that one "objective 10" blonde in red dress. Pure beauty. Had noticed her before, but see her close-up only just now. Our gazes lock, hard. We’d be a perfect match. Same league. Her look tells me she’s thinking the same. The encounter came out of nowhere. Fail to make anything of it. Few steps further and several minutes later, happy to bail our current set, but unable to find the blonde again.

Intel

• I had already steered clear of woke’s stupid topics, but today I had to learn that deep diving with a misguided person will bring back misguided topics. Not doing this again. Next time I’ll probably just remark something like "Oh, that’s so sad. I mean, … given your attitude, … you’ll never get any good dick … Ever :/"
• This is a friend I always regret winging, because he’s never escalating anything anyway. I hold myself back from the good girl and everybody ends up going home alone. Will establish clear terms for future scenarios. For this set will explain that we’re going to make them social circle. They seemed startled that we broke away.

 

[Railer]

I probably missed it, but how did it turn out with Dark Eyes?

Status is still at where I left it two weeks ago.

I doubt she ever listened to that voice message and if I weren’t so clueless on how to do it, I’d try to reengage.

 

[Railer]

Sortie eighteen

Objectives: be open to possibilities

Plan of action: stroll town

Exfil: continue to clubs

Approaches: 1

Overall ADC: 19-9-0 (approach-details-close)

Result: ~

Make sure to talk loudly as we cross before the two girls sitting on a park bench, then sit down on the one next to them. Notice that she girl tries to get a look to size me up. As they talk about some Instagram-story I hook in: "So you’re gonna publish it in ?", smiling as if I just caught them on a clumsy topic. Girl laughs embarrassedly. Banter ensues. We talk about basics like where they’re from. They bring up some girly TV series, me pointing out an actress I find particularly sexy. She’s really cute and our conversation fun. At some point there’s a pause. Don’t mind it, but they get up and excuse themselves. "In the end, where can I find your story?" They evade my question and bail. Cross them a bit later while walking. With broad smile, just wave at the other who’s seeing me.

Intel

• How to hook when social constraints order the girl to not let things go anywhere. That’s the million-dollar question. It’s like an automatism causing her to discard the guy before even allowing a thought of him being attractive or the quality of the interaction.
• There must be some way of pacing her reality. Maybe I could address it directly: "You know what, there’s like a billion years between us. I know. But I find you cute as hell. Are you strictly against connecting when there’s a big difference in age - even when the guy is as sexy as me ?" If the response is at least OK, then: "Cool. Then let’s explore and see how well we get along! Let’s have a look … How about, for starters, I hand you my social media so we can be in touch …"

 

[Railer]

Sortie nineteen

Objectives: be open to possibilities

Plan of action: chill at highly frequented walkway at lake

Exfil: meet friend

Approaches: 1

Overall ADC: 21-10-0 (approach-details-close)

Result: Mini-interaction and IG from teen in revealing top

Happening right now: A reset in the Matrix. Déjà vu. Combination of two girls matching those of sortie six, after passing me, spontaneously decides to sit down exactly at same distance as those back then:

Two other girls sit down nearby. Wonder if seeking my attention, but on none of my checks I find them looking.

Both very young, one cutely slim, the other maybe a year older, carrying herself a bit more securely. Love the petite one. This time, make sure to look over conspicuously right as they sit down. After a minute they get up, pass me, talking among themselves about going to other spot even though they don’t like the fact that there will be more people. Petite openly returns my smile. Beautiful. Later notice they’re actually still in sight, taking pictures of each other some 90 paces out. First tell myself how it makes no sense to go over. Minutes later notice bench next to them now vacant. Consider getting takeaway-beer at the bar next to them as excuse to end up there … but buying the beer would take time and I let so much of it pass already. They might as well be gone once I arrive. Take a moment to look inside, listen to my instincts. Tell me to at least try and let fate decide if they’re still there when I’m ready.

Have my beer. Walk to vacant bench and set it down there as if to get my hands free. Look around and check my phone as if I considering where to go next. Finally open as I sit down: "Oh! So managed to find a spot with less people?" I’m directed at the more mature one, even though I’d actually like to talk to the petite. Answers kindly. Something among: "Well, not less people, but it’s okay here." Focus back on my phone. Instinct tells me I have like two seconds max to reinitiate … "So did you manage to take good photos?" "Yeah, they turned out very well!" Make some fun of her confidence, then: "[hope you get] a lot of likes!" as they leave.

Friends join me and the next hours I repent missing out on the beautiful girls passing by. Remember there are only two weeks left for this game. One blonde wears a particular revealing black top. It covers upper arms and half of the back, but on the chest it’s like a bikini. Sexy as hell … Seeing all these girls, contemplate how I would perfect my game if it was Groundhog Day.

Seed to my friends the concept of me liking to be on my own in order to handle girls better. Want to make sure that it’s not about me not enjoying to spend time with them.

It’s already night when my friends have left. Notice that blonde and her friend pass again. Follow. As I pass, they briefly encounter two boys. Boys say they want to be spending time without them. Few seconds after, girls alone again, turn around and remark: "Uh that’s tough - them just leaving you alone." "Yeah.", laughs hesitantly. ", that was some statement right there." Laugh openly: "They’re our siblings." "Oh, they’re your brothers?" "Yeah." Fluff talk: Where they are from, how they know each other, how long they’re here for. They remark how town is calm and they have little expectations for tonight. "So what are you looking for … looking to get to know some guys?" "She is, I’m not.", the friend states about the blonde. "Ah. So you have a boyfriend." "Yes". Want to state my interest to the blonde: "Oh, I think I noticed you earlier over there." "Oh yeah, we were there in the afternoon!" "I remember. Your outfit, remarkable." Brightens up: "Thank you!" "… the entire combination!" A little later ask to be in touch. Only wants to give her Instagram. Offer to take her WhatsApp. Says she isn’t very available there. Put my phone away. Say: "Well, just tell me your Insta. It’s probably not hard to memorize." Turns out it is. A minute later at a slightly higher point in the conversation I ask her to spell her last name as I punch it into my phone. Positive sign as she adds: "… and note that the first name is with two A’s" They still seem a bit lost as to what to do with the night. On other hand, don’t feel they’d want to spend it with me. Wish them a great one. Blonde seems a bit overwhelmed at cheek kiss. Friend is cooler about it.

Remembering how I had planned to send my icebreakers earlier (Intel, Sortie twelve), make sure to craft a particularly kind one:

22:52    Nice short chat! Keep my fingers crossed for you to
         have an astounding evening ... and in case it doesn't
         work out ... there's still some others this summer :) / X

Think I should have included the friend. Know the delay is bad, but as I get out of my car I add:

23:15    .. and of course give my regards to >friend<!
14:55 L: thanks a lot

Intel

• Will try to direct myself at the girl I desire. They tend to be the timid ones and I’m pretty sure few people ever focus on those first. The petite’s part in the interaction felt like a repetition of sortie twelve where the WOW-girl was rather acting her role as a prop to the main girl.
• Patterns emerge as interactions develop similarly. That means I can look for more specific ideas on how to handle certain moments. It’s a bit creepy as it summons the idea of people as mere NPC’s, but it’s also reassuring. It confirms I can actually have my Groundhog Days to learn and up my chances.
• Notice how well calibrated I am after all these years, borderline clairvoyant sometimes. The other day I mentioned to tiny-frame that, in our first encounter, it had felt as if her friend - who was basically just sitting there, observing - was lesbian and interested in her, right from the moment I entered the set. "Uh? Actually that night she told me that she thought she might be …" Now it’s about determining the course as opposed to accepting the circumstances that feel like facts. Surely they aren’t set in stone. Like with the bikini-top blonde, I need to find a way to hook and make something great of it.
• Both, rejection as well as auto-rejection are possible reasons for today’s approaches ending without anything specific.
• When cute sets bail, likely due to the age gap, it sometimes feels as if they just assumed I couldn’t relate to them - as if different age meant different species. Maybe I can deep dive into their world and establish enough relatability for further sets. Tiny-frame may be of help too. She works with many young interns.
• Less common, but recently I consider them actually auto-rejecting. They may think: "He’s just being social. No way he’s looking to take things somewhere with youngsters like us." To preempt this case, I’ll ensure to communicate stories of me getting together with girls just like them.
• Will outline some of those patterns to the forum and ask for hints.
• Will return to going out with clear intention as opposed to only "being open to possibilities".

 

[Railer]

Sortie twenty

Objectives: rail dark-eyes

Plan of action: party at event, then take home to chill

Exfil: meet friend for night out

Approaches: 1

Overall ADC: 22-11-0 (approach-details-close)

Result: End up alone, but make new connections

At an incidental encounter with dark-eyes a couple of days ago, I had her agree to going to this event together where we are right now. She has brought her cousin. My friend is a no-show. Soon, situation turns awkward. Feel excluded as they talk while turned away. Dark-eyes then tries to tell me in most considerate fashion possible that they’d rather enjoy the event on their own. Apparently cousin has gotten into her head about our big age difference. Tell them, it’s okay. Find myself alone. Not looking to make eye contact again, but when we do, give a broad smile.

Briefly interact with a guy and his blonde friend. Then keep looking for potential groups to join. Most seem rather closed-off. This particular event isn’t well-suited for loners. Feel a bit self-cautious, but not nervous. Know my worth. After some friendly interactions with mostly male sets, go back to enjoying the music by myself. Suddenly hear someone shouting my name. Blonde and guy are over there dancing hard, signalling me to join. They introduce me to everyone and I end up partying there with them. Blonde seemed interested all along, but the guy is so likeable, I wouldn’t want to interfere with his attempts, even though the girl emits a rather "just friends" vibe with him.

Not sure if it’s for me, but notice another very cute blonde smiling my direction from another group. Had noticed her before. Her blue-pants are impossible to overlook.

"Some guys over there want your attention." our guy points out. It’s my friend who suddenly showed up with group of girls we tend to run into every year. Party with them for a bit. Want us to join them to another event elsewhere tonight. "If you weren’t about to marry, I actually might have." I joke. Her friend points out that there are more girls. Yes, but none is my type particularly. Also, not my preferred age-range, though they are surprised to find that they’re actually 1-2 years younger than me. Take that as good sign about my apparent age.

After escorting the girls out, go back to event with my friend. He feels uneasy as I finally decide to approach blue-pants, who is now in a big set of guys. Ask the guy closest if any was her boyfriend. Doesn’t know, but it seems okay for me to open her directly: "Hi, who are you? [smile]" Seems flattered. Tells me her name. Hand-clasp as I introduce myself. Then explain that my friend has to find another group, but that I’d like to get in touch and get her IG.

After dinner I would text her:

22:26   Hey C :D would've loved to talk for a bit - my friend
        had to go find another group of which he still happened
        to have the keys - but maybe we'll find an opportunity
        to do that soon-ish ...

The night goes on to continue in Night Mission Debriefing: Sortie five.

Intel

• Lacked a plan for what to do with the two girls at the event. Could not even join them for drinks, because I was without my wallet. Next time I’ll think of something beforehand and when confronted with a two-on-one date unexpectedly, I’ll try to immediately find other groups to merge with.
• I never mentioned my age, but they had asked about the friend who didn’t show and probably derived it when I told them his.
• In the end dark-eyes and her cousin were never seen socializing with anybody else. Will let her know that it’s pity that they left early, and how we ended up partying with loads of people and that I would have introduced them and have them join our groups. Will also point out that she never had an issue about our age-difference before and how there’s no reason to, with a guy like me. May even seed how I think she should start monitoring her feelings with young boys and that she’ll soon find that she’s the type who needs an experienced guy. If not me, at least I’ll up the chances for any future guy.
• Even though I don’t want to "steal" a particular girl, I can still do some deep diving and generally socialize more in order to expand my circles in the long-run. I didn’t take anyone’s details, but wrote down all names I remember to have a better entrance into the group next year at that event.
• I often find myself wanting to get-out-of-there quickly, but a couple of seconds of talking-interaction is just too little to spark fire. Even though blue-pants was intrigued all along and looked at me repeatedly, getting the IG like that was a weak move that will probably lead nowhere. I will text again, however, to underline the sincerity of my interest.
• I find that I care less and less about what people think. Last year at that same event I was shaking nervously as I opened a girl in a similar setting, surrounded by guys. I’m physically fit, socially graceful and the last two years showed me that most deserve a bit of pity, at most, but definitely no consideration as to what they might think.

 

[Railer]

Sortie twenty-one

Objectives: be open to possibilities

Plan of action: join friend at lake

Exfil: -

Approaches: 1

Overall ADC: 23-12-0 (approach-details-close)

Result: Incidentally re-encounter skimpy-top

While discussing with my friend which restaurant to have dinner at, skate by a WOW-girl. Looks. Say "Hi." "Cool." Says it in appreciative manner, without adding excitement to her tonality for emphasis - exactly how I would - and continues. Turn around to see her butt wiggle, walking like a model on the runway, which goes well with her stylish outfit. Never before have I seen a girl of her frame carrying herself with such class. That’s what I want! Together with her friend she vanishes in a prestigious hotel. Cannot think straight anymore. Friend continues talking about restaurants. Don’t care. Just need a minute to process. Stand there, supporting myself on one of the poles separating street and walkway. Like resting on my sword after pulling it from the stone, stare at floor and wait to calm down. The restaurant I had wanted to visit was a bit further away. Now, to raise the chance of seeing this girl again, accept my friend’s suggestion instead and we enter the one right across the street. Will not fancy the food, but … that’s okay.

He afterwards needs to be doing something else and plans to return for a night out. Encounter another friend chatting in a group. It’s the set of the blonde in the revealing top from Sortie nineteen and their brothers. Forget to deep dive and learn of her aspirations, but ask as much as possible to better understand where she’s coming from. My friend asks in the group how old they all are. Ugh. Don’t. Struggling to find an emergency brake I have the cousin guess: "Twenty-seven?" That probably leaves me in a range that may get considered. "More or less." One brother tries another guess and finally the blonde asks me directly. Still looking for a way out of this, I say I only reveal that detail on the third date and reassure: "Next time we meet, I’ll tell you." Topic’s closed. Puh. It’s skimpy-top’s last night and we leave it at maybe running into each other out clubbing later.

Two other girls we had seen before pass by. Shout to invite them to join us. They hesitate, but ultimately continue. We then go to find them at the corner of a restaurant. They are unsure about staying in this town for tonight or try the city close by instead. Neither I nor my friend is overly interested, but they’re cool so I take the number. Would later find to have stored it lacking a digit.

I accompany this friend to his train and go on to pick up the other again. The night continues in Night Mission Debriefings: Sortie six.

Intel

• What is it about certain girls that shakes my world, while it doesn't happen with others, equally beautiful? Next time, turn around, slip my fancy business card.
• I notice that I still don’t fully consider it possible that girls like the blonde are interested. Will focus on assuming interest and acting accordingly by adding more touch and look for compliance. The blonde asking my age may be a sign of her at least considering me.
• In future, I’ll try to eject the moment somebody asks a girl’s age, return a bit later when the topic is closed and preempt anything related by returning with a question myself.
• Will add a sticker in my car to remind me of setting a clear intention. Forgot to do so on this spontaneous outing.

 

[Railer]

Sortie twenty-two

Objectives: find and kiss girl seen yesterday

Plan of action: chill at highly frequented walkway at lake

Exfil: home

Approaches: 0

Overall ADC: 23-12-0 (approach-details-close)

Result: Doubts and thoughts

The day before there was this slim brunette, standing out not only for her sex appeal but also her height - an extremely rare gem. Had first seen her outside the restaurant I had been at. Later she would suddenly stand there on the street less than 10 paces away, apparently in a video call. Had passed her to stop a little further down the street. When I had later turned my head as I had felt somebody closing in. It was her, now talking on the phone, looking at me briefly as she passed. Not approaching her had left me feeling regretful and down. Upon waking up today, the feeling would still be present.

Now feel like running out of juice. Use this unlikely objective as motivator for the sortie. Fear of going out is back. Uncomfortable in any outfit I try. On way to my usual spot, repeat today’s intent even though I consider it ridiculous. Watching people pass, strange thought arises: I’m thankful to not have to do those girls. A hot blonde in black passes. Notice her late. Doesn’t matter. Wouldn’t have talked to her anyway.

Try to focus outwards. Find a guy’s pun on the lake’s name rather funny. Probably age-old, but had never heard it before. Some children seem curious about me sitting there. One straw-blonde that someday will surely break lots of hearts unintentionally spirals closer as she cannot get her eyes off me. I force a smile which she returns. Throughout life I’ve wondered why kids would often seem so fascinated. Some suggested a relation to my height, but on the occasions I was merely sitting around that alone doesn’t quite explain it. Maybe this time my eyes were sparkling. Shortly before I had forced my gaze looking at something out on the water.

Set myself an objective of staying until the hour is full. It’s forced. I’m tired and uncomfortable. Keep looking at my watch as time seems to be standing still. Suddenly something about another blonde does get me activated. Must be her hip-waist ratio. Too cute to miss out on. Decide to follow even though the two ladies a few steps behind are probably family. Some 90 paces down, a new acquaintance greets me. Joins for the walk. Notice my mood improve, but also that I’ll be losing this girl. Later I see her on her own, but being somehow tied to my new company I’m uncomfortable with the idea of turning tactical for an approach. Promptly loose sight.

Another image that would burn itself into my brain is that of a girl in a really short dress, leaning forward on the back of an arriving pickup, The dress accentuating her hip and opening to the form of her small but juicy butt - the most inviting sight; I pass her walking, but I simply don’t function accordingly right now.

Solo again, walking to car for exfil. Notice cool-kid’s bar still rather empty. Would lend itself for a chat. Do not feel like having anything to offer today though. Ditch the thought.

Intel

• Will either come up with something to interrupt with even when a girl is on the phone ("Is that your boyfriend? No? Then we really need to talk when you hang up. [smile]") or do a better job at keeping her in sight.
• With every night mission my health turns poor for a couple of days. Daily workout has now been suspended for entire week due to not feeling well. This, combined with being afraid of missing the boat for this season are probably major factors as far as my state is concerned. The day after this sortie I would notice being fit for training and force myself to work-out again.
• Will focus on reminding myself that there’s a life after season. If nothing else, I’ll have to return to sarge at the mall. Vacations are an option, but the probability of finding girls to keep are lower and I rather have them close by.
• On days like these, I notice how I’m occupying myself with low-priority things, wasting time, while getting angry at not being outside yet. This self-sabotage should be avoidable by returning to having a rough plan for the day beforehand.
• I’m not always on, but at least there are girls that get me to move even when I think I cannot. And at least I went out, right?

 

[Railer]

Sortie twenty-three

Objectives: get cool-kid's and tall-gun's contact details

Plan of action: have drink at their bar
                focus on thinking sexually

Exfil: home

Approaches: 1

Overall ADC: 24-13-0 (approach-details-close)

Result:

Back to the bar of last outing, sortie six, where the tall waitress, tall-gun, works. Imagine us having sex while focussing on her juicy butt and slim legs.

Over the course of three hours, in turns, chat with cool-kid and her. Lead conversation towards talking about her free days. With all the interruptions we talk on a total of roughly five instances. The delay before her last return feels like an eternity. She finally comes back, asking me how I’d like to spend my spare time. Suggest doing something together and number close: "… but we can arrange something when I’m back in a couple of weeks. "Yes." "So shall I take your details?” "Yes."

Number closed cool kid before, agreeing to join for his birthday celebration another day at different bar.

Open two foreigners who show up next to me at the bar. Socialize for another hour and invite them some drinks. Can tell they find me likable.

On way back to the car, realize how this is probably one of my last nights out this season. Should at least try to make something out of feeling horny - not common for me. Almost at extraction point, make my decision and turn around.

Night game begins. See Night Mission Debriefings: Sortie seven.

Intel

• Like how tall-gun helped things along a bit. If anything happens, will try to find out if she already found me attractive the year before.
• Chat with cool-kid was good, but spirit would feel off later, at night game.