Warming up and hitting the honey pot (5 May 2023)
What's been up
If you scroll up to my 5 March post here in the journal, I've been focusing on the HEALTH side. I feel like I'm progressing in battling being a "pained individual" as Stu McGill calls us chronic back pain sufferers, though it is a daily struggle.
Since my free time is limited, I've demoted in importance a busy social agenda in favor of simply approaching military style 30 mins to 1 hour per day. The reason for this is that socializing sessions take longer than 30 mins to 1 hour and that their results do not tend to include top-shelf twat.
Crazy (unexpected) results
So I went to approach for 30 mins on Thursday 4 May (my first approaches of 2023!) and hit up a couple of gals, opening them with the patented Torero "I saw you and I thought you look nice". One was a two-set where they were both baes, and they reacted really well. But my Indian wing told me to ditch the compliment and I decided to roll with the punches.
Friday 5 May I went for a 1-hour sesh at 8.00 p.m. again (it's still daytime here, night arrives at like 9). This time we had another PUA in tow (so there were three of us). I'd pair off whenever I saw something that caught my eye. I ended up doing 2 sets.
A word on my get-up: dark brown shaved hair crew cut, I'm 1.80m tall (5"9) Caucasian, lost 15 kg (33 lbs) of muscle mass since my powerlifting days but getting a bit more definition (even if still very subdued/practically non-existent muscles compared with my beast days) due to strict daily back rehabilitation exercises, I was dressed in dark grey Levis, a plain tight-fitting white cotton tee, my bling Swiss watch, a silver necklace with the cross of Christ, my black Asics gel sneaks, and a shiny black Descente ski down.
My (warm-up) opener was: "Hey, look I'm in a rush right now but if you give me your number I'll take you out for a drink later
She was a local and she said: "Tonight I already have plans, but tomorrow night, sure." And I got my phone out, she put her number in, and I left. In total, it was a 1-minute interaction. As I left I texted "Hey this is Bratmark, nice to meet ya." No response. I could text her now for tonight but I'm too exhausted.
We circle around some more and suddenly we're inside this covered arcade. It must have been 8.50 p.m. or so. As we're strolling I spot this short young (finished uni during COVID) hot-ass bae, with suit black pants showing the contour of a delicious derriere, dressed tastefully with a black jacket and underneath it a revealing white top under light blue/purple cardigan. She had short dirty blonde hair and green eyes and was wearing spectacles.
I rolled up and spouted my warm-up shtick, and she went "What do you mean by "later"?" to which I said, "Like, tonight". She said, "Ok, but you give me your number then". So she hands me her phone literally 10 seconds after I approached her and I finger my digits into it then call myself. In the meantime I ask if she lives here, to which she says "No, I am here for work, leaving tomorrow" She asked me my name I say "Bratmark" and she told me hers and said she was from Austria. She said maybe tonight wouldn't work, I said ok maybe tomorrow before you leave then. But at the end I made sure to say, "What are you doing now? I can meet you in like 1 hour" She said "Text me" and I left. No physical touch whatsoever.
I sent her an ice-breaker text like "Hey this is Bratmark nice to meet you just now." then I wrote: "So, I'm free at 9.30 (it was 9 when I wrote this), and we could go for a drink at xxx
I assumed nothing would come of it ofc, but, lo and behold, she read the SMS and texted me back!!! She wrote "Hey," then "Ok let me check the location of the place
" and finally "Ok see you there at the entrance"
The bar is literally attached to my building. I did a mini 5-minute meditation right before going to see her. Anyway, long story short 45 mins first bar then tried to pull her home she said she'd rather go to another bar then by 11.30 p.m. we'd finished the second drink at the second bar. Held her hand on the way to the second bar but she pulled it away. Held her waist on the way when walking her back to her hotel room. Kissed her on the cheeks, nothing else, when saying goodbye.
The girl was from a moneyed family, garnished in tasteful jewelry, and really interesting. I need to spike convo to play her emotions like a harmonica and keep strong sex eyes throughout (hard to do when you're exhausted due to chronic sleep fatigue). So yeah didn't do Golden Question. Did a bit of future projection though and it worked really well. She wanted to flirt lol. But yeah I wasn't even expecting to get this date TBH lol. Sorta caught me by surprise. I feel like I could have pulled her in for a makeout in the second bar. We were standing outside together. 'Nyways, I know the latent "frustration" at not having secured her flower will propel me to ever greater heights.
Here's to a wet 2023 pussy season!!!