I've been focused on fear for a long time. I had a lot of fear getting into pickup, fear of changing my life, etc.
It's time for a change. Instead of fear, we should focus on courage. Get more courage. Be brave. Set courage as our goal instead of eliminating fear. Focus on the positive instead of the negative.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
Burner Chick Lay
Wow, that's two chicks in two nights.
I first met Burner chick at Burning Man (http://www.puahaha.com/2010/09/burning-man-lay.html), she was the Persian-mechanic-looking chick. Here's how we first met:
So now I'm in LA again. I look her up on Facebook, send her a message that I'm back in town. She doesn't respond. A few days later I see her online so I IM her. We chat a little and I get her number again (I deleted it thinking I'd never see her again). I tried to make plans but she was busy so I just told her I'd call her later. A few days later I text her:
I pick her up from the subway station. As I was waiting for her I told myself to hold back the kisses, make her earn each kiss, but as soon as we met she kissed me. So much for that. She immediately put her arm around my waist and I held her by the back of the neck, as we went to my new favorite coffee shop. This place has a back room that looks like the inside of a jungle. It's perfect: you bring a girl in, she thinks we're gonna get some tea at a nice coffee shop, and it turns into a makeout spot.
We talk about life, spirituality, friends, social circles, etc. We makeout, I'm feeling her tits, I put my jacket over my arm ("it's cold here") and rub her pussy through her jeans. She's ready to go but I make her wait. I take it slow because I want to get to know her better, she's pretty cool and I want her to stick around. I'm in no rush.
Eventually I suggest she get some tea for her cough. I order and pay for it, to go. No big deal, two bucks. We head back to my place, I put on a movie. We kiss, feel her tits, go for her pants but she says she doesn't want to go there tonight. I say me neither and go back to just kissing. Take her top off, take my shirt off, take her bra off, unbutton my jeans, put her hand on my dick. She doesn't stroke it, which tells me she's very inexperienced, so I guide her hand. I manage to slip my hand in her pussy and start fingering her, which she enjoys for a few minutes before she says that's enough. I pull my hand out, go back to kissing.
We joke that we don't know what's going on in the movie. I pull her into my room, explaining that my roommate might walk in on us if we stayed in the living room. I had left Pandora and the light on in my room, so there is instant ambiance. We resume kissing, I take off my pants, out her hand on my cock again as I work her body. I take off her socks, go for the pants again but she pulls them back up again.
I start massaging her, working my way down, then pull up her panties while pulling down her pants, explaining that I want to massage her legs. She's ok with that. Finally. Now she's just in her panties. Massage her legs, work my way up to her pussy. I rub her pussy throu her panties, then move them to the side and start fingering her. This goes on for like ten minutes, so I slip on a condom and try to slip it in.
She catches me, asks me what I'm doing, I say "nothing", and continue fingering and eating her out. I pull her panties off easily now, after eating her pussy for twenty minutes. She tells me she's not used to penetration, that she was a virgin up until recently (which explains her reluctance to go into my tent at Burning Man).
I ask her if she masturbates. She says yes. I ask if she's ever had an orgasm. She says she thinks so. I tell her she probably hasn't had one then, but ask her to describe how she masturbates. She tells me she enjoys clitoral stimulation, so I play with her clit in different ways with my tongue and fingers, going in different directions, spreading the hood of her clit or not, etc. I also try out the G spot, deep spot, and back deep spot but she doesn't like them much. That's okay, I concentrate on her clit. I need the practice anyway.
So for about half an hour I work her clit, listening to her feedback. She says she doesn't know if she will come, but I tell her what I heard from Brad, that I'm not trying to make her come, I'm having a great time eating her out, then ask her if she's enjoying herself. She says yes. I say, in fact, you're not even allowed to come. Just sit back and relax as I eat you out. That helped relax her and put off the pressure.
After a while she tells me she's ready for some penetration, so I stick a finger in and work her G spot. She doesn't like that much pressure from my finger so I ease on that and increase my tongue pressure. I do that for a while and she looks like she's nearly coming but never quite gets there. Again, I don't care, it's pretty fun to work a girl like this anyway.
Eventually we finish up. I tell her to go into the tub and play with herself with water running onto her clit. I echo Brad, describing how the water is a great way for girls who have never orgasmed before to learn how it feels, to get used to that feeling until eventually they will learn to have them easier. Also since it is all concentrated on the clit she will know specifically how a clit orgasm feels like. She's very glad that I'm so knowledgeable and relaxed about it. I tell her she can do whatever she wants, come out if she's done, or I'll come in in fifteen minutes and check on her. I provide an absolutely pressure-free environment.
While I was alone in the room I turned off her phone because her dad kept calling.
Fifteen minutes later I check on her. She says sometime in the middle she felt some tremblings but after that it just felt good and she didn't think she was going to come. I told her it's good, maybe she just needs a few more sessions, and asked if she wanted to continue or get out. She was finished here so we went back into my room.
We chatted some more, cuddled, and I started kissing her again. I wanted to try something different so I put her face down, pulled her ass up, and started licking her asshole. Worked my way in a little with my tongue, then lubed up my fingers and her asshole and started working it, taking it easy and slow, getting feedback from her each step of the way. I had up to three fingers in her ass, trying to get it used to bigger and bigger things so I could fuck her ass, but at three fingers she told me she had enough so I stopped.
During this time I had slipped on a condom. From all the anal play I had gotten hard again so I just got between her legs and started to put my dick in her pussy. She stopped me, so I just started grinding my dick along the top of her pussy, then a few seconds later went for it again. Repeat repeat repeat.
Eventually she looked and saw I had a condom on. Apparently that was the only thing she was worried about. I slowly put my dick in, knowing it's going to be a lot of stimulation for her since she doesn't even like my finger being too aggressive. At first she says it hurts from this angle, so we try from another angle. Weird. I spread her legs apart so she feels less of my dick and slowly ease it in.
I'm slowly pumping in and out of her and she starts trembling. I think it's from all the stimulation so I ask how she's feeling. She says she's feeling sadness but she doesn't know why. I tell her she can trust me and let it out onto me. So she's crying as I fuck her, but it's like my dick is providing her the necessary emotions for her to release whatever it is pent up inside her.
Those of you reading probably think this is fucking weird, and it was. But all I saw was a vulnerable girl with bottled up emotions that she could finally release because I was providing her with such a relaxing, pleasurable, safe environment. She can do whatever she wants and express whatever she wants with me.
I finish up, clean up, and we chat about her emotions. She verifies that she's not a virgin, nor did she only have sex once with a tiny penis. Ok so it's really an emotional thing. She doesn't know why she felt this sadness either but I comforted her, assuring that even if she doesn't understand why she's feeling this way, releasing the emotion was probably good anyway.
We chatted all night and in the morning I walked her back to the subway. I texted her that she has homework, she has to take more "baths". She happily agreed.
Lessons learned:
- Take baby steps toward your goals. She doesn't want to take her pants off? Leave the panties on for now. She doesn't like penetration? Eat her out first.
- Provide a safe, relaxed environment and the girl will let you do a lot. At no point did I care if I was getting laid. If it happens, it happens. I knew it would, I just had to work at the girl's pace. Meanwhile I had a great time exploring her body.
I first met Burner chick at Burning Man (http://www.puahaha.com/2010/09/burning-man-lay.html), she was the Persian-mechanic-looking chick. Here's how we first met:
I saw a Persian chick give me the look. We danced a little, I spun her around, we kissed. I pulled her across the street, showing her my camp, then pulled her to my tent. At my tent she showed resistance so I brought her back to the bar.Later I was waiting in line for ice cream and she came up to me. I didn't recognize her because I was pretty fucked up the night we met, but it turns out she was camping here, right across the street from my camp. She had to go so it was just a quick "hi, bye" situation. But since she was camping across from me I knew I'd run into her again. At the end of the burn she came to my camp to say bye, and I took her number since she lived in LA and I knew I'd be back someday.
So now I'm in LA again. I look her up on Facebook, send her a message that I'm back in town. She doesn't respond. A few days later I see her online so I IM her. We chat a little and I get her number again (I deleted it thinking I'd never see her again). I tried to make plans but she was busy so I just told her I'd call her later. A few days later I text her:
"I bet I could make u a great cow tipper, even though ur all metro"Notice how I make her prove she's good enough to hang out with me before I give her an opportunity, all under the guise of a role play.
"well maybe if u survive the tryouts we can make something of u yet. Ready to get ur hands gritty!"
"alright lil girl tomorrow night I might have a tryout opening, can u make it?"
I pick her up from the subway station. As I was waiting for her I told myself to hold back the kisses, make her earn each kiss, but as soon as we met she kissed me. So much for that. She immediately put her arm around my waist and I held her by the back of the neck, as we went to my new favorite coffee shop. This place has a back room that looks like the inside of a jungle. It's perfect: you bring a girl in, she thinks we're gonna get some tea at a nice coffee shop, and it turns into a makeout spot.
We talk about life, spirituality, friends, social circles, etc. We makeout, I'm feeling her tits, I put my jacket over my arm ("it's cold here") and rub her pussy through her jeans. She's ready to go but I make her wait. I take it slow because I want to get to know her better, she's pretty cool and I want her to stick around. I'm in no rush.
Eventually I suggest she get some tea for her cough. I order and pay for it, to go. No big deal, two bucks. We head back to my place, I put on a movie. We kiss, feel her tits, go for her pants but she says she doesn't want to go there tonight. I say me neither and go back to just kissing. Take her top off, take my shirt off, take her bra off, unbutton my jeans, put her hand on my dick. She doesn't stroke it, which tells me she's very inexperienced, so I guide her hand. I manage to slip my hand in her pussy and start fingering her, which she enjoys for a few minutes before she says that's enough. I pull my hand out, go back to kissing.
We joke that we don't know what's going on in the movie. I pull her into my room, explaining that my roommate might walk in on us if we stayed in the living room. I had left Pandora and the light on in my room, so there is instant ambiance. We resume kissing, I take off my pants, out her hand on my cock again as I work her body. I take off her socks, go for the pants again but she pulls them back up again.
I start massaging her, working my way down, then pull up her panties while pulling down her pants, explaining that I want to massage her legs. She's ok with that. Finally. Now she's just in her panties. Massage her legs, work my way up to her pussy. I rub her pussy throu her panties, then move them to the side and start fingering her. This goes on for like ten minutes, so I slip on a condom and try to slip it in.
She catches me, asks me what I'm doing, I say "nothing", and continue fingering and eating her out. I pull her panties off easily now, after eating her pussy for twenty minutes. She tells me she's not used to penetration, that she was a virgin up until recently (which explains her reluctance to go into my tent at Burning Man).
I ask her if she masturbates. She says yes. I ask if she's ever had an orgasm. She says she thinks so. I tell her she probably hasn't had one then, but ask her to describe how she masturbates. She tells me she enjoys clitoral stimulation, so I play with her clit in different ways with my tongue and fingers, going in different directions, spreading the hood of her clit or not, etc. I also try out the G spot, deep spot, and back deep spot but she doesn't like them much. That's okay, I concentrate on her clit. I need the practice anyway.
So for about half an hour I work her clit, listening to her feedback. She says she doesn't know if she will come, but I tell her what I heard from Brad, that I'm not trying to make her come, I'm having a great time eating her out, then ask her if she's enjoying herself. She says yes. I say, in fact, you're not even allowed to come. Just sit back and relax as I eat you out. That helped relax her and put off the pressure.
After a while she tells me she's ready for some penetration, so I stick a finger in and work her G spot. She doesn't like that much pressure from my finger so I ease on that and increase my tongue pressure. I do that for a while and she looks like she's nearly coming but never quite gets there. Again, I don't care, it's pretty fun to work a girl like this anyway.
Eventually we finish up. I tell her to go into the tub and play with herself with water running onto her clit. I echo Brad, describing how the water is a great way for girls who have never orgasmed before to learn how it feels, to get used to that feeling until eventually they will learn to have them easier. Also since it is all concentrated on the clit she will know specifically how a clit orgasm feels like. She's very glad that I'm so knowledgeable and relaxed about it. I tell her she can do whatever she wants, come out if she's done, or I'll come in in fifteen minutes and check on her. I provide an absolutely pressure-free environment.
While I was alone in the room I turned off her phone because her dad kept calling.
Fifteen minutes later I check on her. She says sometime in the middle she felt some tremblings but after that it just felt good and she didn't think she was going to come. I told her it's good, maybe she just needs a few more sessions, and asked if she wanted to continue or get out. She was finished here so we went back into my room.
We chatted some more, cuddled, and I started kissing her again. I wanted to try something different so I put her face down, pulled her ass up, and started licking her asshole. Worked my way in a little with my tongue, then lubed up my fingers and her asshole and started working it, taking it easy and slow, getting feedback from her each step of the way. I had up to three fingers in her ass, trying to get it used to bigger and bigger things so I could fuck her ass, but at three fingers she told me she had enough so I stopped.
During this time I had slipped on a condom. From all the anal play I had gotten hard again so I just got between her legs and started to put my dick in her pussy. She stopped me, so I just started grinding my dick along the top of her pussy, then a few seconds later went for it again. Repeat repeat repeat.
Eventually she looked and saw I had a condom on. Apparently that was the only thing she was worried about. I slowly put my dick in, knowing it's going to be a lot of stimulation for her since she doesn't even like my finger being too aggressive. At first she says it hurts from this angle, so we try from another angle. Weird. I spread her legs apart so she feels less of my dick and slowly ease it in.
I'm slowly pumping in and out of her and she starts trembling. I think it's from all the stimulation so I ask how she's feeling. She says she's feeling sadness but she doesn't know why. I tell her she can trust me and let it out onto me. So she's crying as I fuck her, but it's like my dick is providing her the necessary emotions for her to release whatever it is pent up inside her.
Those of you reading probably think this is fucking weird, and it was. But all I saw was a vulnerable girl with bottled up emotions that she could finally release because I was providing her with such a relaxing, pleasurable, safe environment. She can do whatever she wants and express whatever she wants with me.
I finish up, clean up, and we chat about her emotions. She verifies that she's not a virgin, nor did she only have sex once with a tiny penis. Ok so it's really an emotional thing. She doesn't know why she felt this sadness either but I comforted her, assuring that even if she doesn't understand why she's feeling this way, releasing the emotion was probably good anyway.
We chatted all night and in the morning I walked her back to the subway. I texted her that she has homework, she has to take more "baths". She happily agreed.
Lessons learned:
- Take baby steps toward your goals. She doesn't want to take her pants off? Leave the panties on for now. She doesn't like penetration? Eat her out first.
- Provide a safe, relaxed environment and the girl will let you do a lot. At no point did I care if I was getting laid. If it happens, it happens. I knew it would, I just had to work at the girl's pace. Meanwhile I had a great time exploring her body.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Ramen Chick Lay
I just got my hair did a few days ago and was testing out my new presence. Went to my usual bar with Icebreaker, but all the chicks were with dudes or in groups, and I didn't feel like expending the energy to take over groups.
Slight tangent: I've become disillusioned with chicks. I just don't think any of them are smart, cool, funny, or have anything going for them in their lives. It's probably because I've been meeting them at bars, so I've decided recently to boycott bars. I've also begun to qualify chicks a lot harder before I escalate. Normally if a chick is into me I would immediately make out with her; now I make her work for it.
The moment I entered, two Filipino chicks screamed, "you're so hot!" I walk over to them and said, "I know." They loved it, but being very drunk the moment a song they liked came up, they started dancing and ignoring me. That's cool, I didn't feel like expending the energy to dance anyway. Icebreaker and I walked out of the bar.
Everywhere else was dead so we walked back. We ran into the Filipino chicks again. Pigtails chick loved Icebreaker so I did some mini-isolation with Ramen chick as Icebreaker was fingering her through her pants in the street. However my place was ten blocks away and we just met these chicks, so I decided to build compliance and bounced them to the burger joint across the street.
We had burgers and connected about food, girls, and life. I'm not that attracted to Ramen chick but she was actually cool, so I was willing to give her a wonderful night so Icebreaker could fuck Pigtails chick.
Unfortunately Pigtails drank way too much and threw up in the bathroom. She came back and put her head down on the table. She was done. I suggested Ramen give her water and take her home. Even though I didn't do any game and was just talking, I knew Ramen was super compliant: I took her number by telling her to take my phone out of my pants and putting it in. We made plans to get ramen.
The next day I texted her. No response. What the fuck?
I texted her again the day after, this time I remembered she didn't save my number so I put down my name. Still no response. Weird.
I texted her a third time two days later. She asked who this was. I replied, "Dude it's Joker, WTF I thought we were getting ramen". Note: this is not a response I normally give to "who is this?", but with this chick I knew she was super compliant. She responded, "lol m sorry :( when do u want to get ramen? I'm at work right now". I suggested Monday but she asked what my plans were tonight. Sweet.
After she gets off work she picks me up. We get ramen, I share stories from my daily life, nothing gamey at all. A little touching, but I was just really hungry. She said she has to drive to Vegas tonight, and I hint that it's late and that she should go in the morning.
She drives me back to my place. At this point I haven't really made any moves yet, not even held hands, though I did have my hand on the back of her neck a few times. Very unusual for me but in this case it felt right to save those moves for later. I tell her to come up, we'll chat a little. She parks her car and comes up to my place.
She smokes a cigar on my balcony and we chat a little. I bring up Burning Man and tell her I have to show her pictures on my iPad, which is in my room. She follows me in.
My room has no chairs. I'm lying in bed while she's standing, so I tell her it's kinda weird and she sits on my bed. I tell her my roommate is sleeping as an excuse to close the door. I had not touched her much all night so now it's kinda weird, in my mind anyway. Nonetheless I start playing with her hands but she's self-conscious about them because they're dry from working, so she keeps them in her hoodie. I note that they're sweaty and suggest that she take off her hoodie but surprisingly she says no. Suddenly I doubt my confidence in her interest. But I quickly get over it: she drove over to pick me up, now she's alone in my closed room on my bed. She wants dick.
I pull her shoes off and put my arm around her. I do my usual kiss routine, touching her cheek gently and nudging it toward me until we are kissing.
From there on I start stripping her and myself. She puts up minimal resistance but I distract her by kissing and biting her and overpowering her physically. Every time I do this, as I am about to take off another layer of clothing, she says, "oh alright." Hah!
The most resistance came from taking off her pants. Eventually I had her on her chest, held her hands over her head with one hand, kissing her back to distract her, while I shoved my other hand down her pants to grab her ass for a bit. From there I found her pussy and fingered her into submission.
Even after that I had to slowly work my way to getting the pants off. I whipped out my dick and put her hand on it. She started jerking me off as I continued to do a mixture of fingering and undoing her pants. But the inevitable happened.
I fingered the shit out of her but she didn't come. I didn't feel like eating her out so I just fucked her after. As we we're fucking she was sucking on my tongue like a dick, and I contemplated whipping out my dick and blowing a load in her mouth, but I didn't.
Afterward we took a break and I debriefed her. She said her first impression of me was that I was really cute with my long hair. She said the thought of fucking me never even crossed her mind. Not sure I buy that, but maybe it's a result of me holding back my touching until the last moment.
I was thinking of the way she used her tongue and that got me hard. I pulled her up and down to my dick and she started working it. Not bad but not great. I had to give her a few tips ("play with my balls", "use less teeth", "faster") but eventually I blew a load in her mouth. It's such an awesome feeling to lie back, hands behind my head, the girl doing all the work.
Lessons learned:
- Qualify women. I told Ramen about my disillusionment of women, then she proved herself to me and won me over. She earned my dick.
- Persist. I texted her three times before she even responded. If I gave up, I wouldn't have scored this easy lay. It turns out she really lost her phone! I guess sometimes it does happen.
- No response = green light. This chick didn't respond to my touch at all, but she also obeyed my every command, so that was obvious. It's not always so obvious, you just gotta push for it.
Slight tangent: I've become disillusioned with chicks. I just don't think any of them are smart, cool, funny, or have anything going for them in their lives. It's probably because I've been meeting them at bars, so I've decided recently to boycott bars. I've also begun to qualify chicks a lot harder before I escalate. Normally if a chick is into me I would immediately make out with her; now I make her work for it.
The moment I entered, two Filipino chicks screamed, "you're so hot!" I walk over to them and said, "I know." They loved it, but being very drunk the moment a song they liked came up, they started dancing and ignoring me. That's cool, I didn't feel like expending the energy to dance anyway. Icebreaker and I walked out of the bar.
Everywhere else was dead so we walked back. We ran into the Filipino chicks again. Pigtails chick loved Icebreaker so I did some mini-isolation with Ramen chick as Icebreaker was fingering her through her pants in the street. However my place was ten blocks away and we just met these chicks, so I decided to build compliance and bounced them to the burger joint across the street.
We had burgers and connected about food, girls, and life. I'm not that attracted to Ramen chick but she was actually cool, so I was willing to give her a wonderful night so Icebreaker could fuck Pigtails chick.
Unfortunately Pigtails drank way too much and threw up in the bathroom. She came back and put her head down on the table. She was done. I suggested Ramen give her water and take her home. Even though I didn't do any game and was just talking, I knew Ramen was super compliant: I took her number by telling her to take my phone out of my pants and putting it in. We made plans to get ramen.
The next day I texted her. No response. What the fuck?
I texted her again the day after, this time I remembered she didn't save my number so I put down my name. Still no response. Weird.
I texted her a third time two days later. She asked who this was. I replied, "Dude it's Joker, WTF I thought we were getting ramen". Note: this is not a response I normally give to "who is this?", but with this chick I knew she was super compliant. She responded, "lol m sorry :( when do u want to get ramen? I'm at work right now". I suggested Monday but she asked what my plans were tonight. Sweet.
After she gets off work she picks me up. We get ramen, I share stories from my daily life, nothing gamey at all. A little touching, but I was just really hungry. She said she has to drive to Vegas tonight, and I hint that it's late and that she should go in the morning.
She drives me back to my place. At this point I haven't really made any moves yet, not even held hands, though I did have my hand on the back of her neck a few times. Very unusual for me but in this case it felt right to save those moves for later. I tell her to come up, we'll chat a little. She parks her car and comes up to my place.
She smokes a cigar on my balcony and we chat a little. I bring up Burning Man and tell her I have to show her pictures on my iPad, which is in my room. She follows me in.
My room has no chairs. I'm lying in bed while she's standing, so I tell her it's kinda weird and she sits on my bed. I tell her my roommate is sleeping as an excuse to close the door. I had not touched her much all night so now it's kinda weird, in my mind anyway. Nonetheless I start playing with her hands but she's self-conscious about them because they're dry from working, so she keeps them in her hoodie. I note that they're sweaty and suggest that she take off her hoodie but surprisingly she says no. Suddenly I doubt my confidence in her interest. But I quickly get over it: she drove over to pick me up, now she's alone in my closed room on my bed. She wants dick.
I pull her shoes off and put my arm around her. I do my usual kiss routine, touching her cheek gently and nudging it toward me until we are kissing.
From there on I start stripping her and myself. She puts up minimal resistance but I distract her by kissing and biting her and overpowering her physically. Every time I do this, as I am about to take off another layer of clothing, she says, "oh alright." Hah!
The most resistance came from taking off her pants. Eventually I had her on her chest, held her hands over her head with one hand, kissing her back to distract her, while I shoved my other hand down her pants to grab her ass for a bit. From there I found her pussy and fingered her into submission.
Even after that I had to slowly work my way to getting the pants off. I whipped out my dick and put her hand on it. She started jerking me off as I continued to do a mixture of fingering and undoing her pants. But the inevitable happened.
I fingered the shit out of her but she didn't come. I didn't feel like eating her out so I just fucked her after. As we we're fucking she was sucking on my tongue like a dick, and I contemplated whipping out my dick and blowing a load in her mouth, but I didn't.
Afterward we took a break and I debriefed her. She said her first impression of me was that I was really cute with my long hair. She said the thought of fucking me never even crossed her mind. Not sure I buy that, but maybe it's a result of me holding back my touching until the last moment.
I was thinking of the way she used her tongue and that got me hard. I pulled her up and down to my dick and she started working it. Not bad but not great. I had to give her a few tips ("play with my balls", "use less teeth", "faster") but eventually I blew a load in her mouth. It's such an awesome feeling to lie back, hands behind my head, the girl doing all the work.
Lessons learned:
- Qualify women. I told Ramen about my disillusionment of women, then she proved herself to me and won me over. She earned my dick.
- Persist. I texted her three times before she even responded. If I gave up, I wouldn't have scored this easy lay. It turns out she really lost her phone! I guess sometimes it does happen.
- No response = green light. This chick didn't respond to my touch at all, but she also obeyed my every command, so that was obvious. It's not always so obvious, you just gotta push for it.
Monday, January 10, 2011
What do you know about...
Just heard this last night watching my natural friend game: "Robert Frost, huh? What do you know about Robert Frost?"
Perfect for any situation, any topic. Instant qualification!
Perfect for any situation, any topic. Instant qualification!
My progress
A reader asks,
own pace and everyone starts from different places. I know an 18 year old who has far greater intuition and social freedom that me, even though he had started picking up chicks for a few months at the time, while I had already been doing it for two years. I recently met a 35 year old who knows nothing about the community, but just from hanging out with me a few times and following some advice I gave him, his game improved noticeably.
As for me, I started off with no social freedom, no social intuition, no balls, no life experience (never traveled, never joined clubs, never joined a frat, just school and work), no leadership skills, had only two girlfriends, and was plagued with nice guy syndrome (never had an opinion, never wanted to rock the boat, never wanted to stand out or stand up for anything, and did nothing but hope for the world to give me a break). I also had a ton of limiting beliefs: women didn't like sex, men should ask for permission, nobody likes Asian guys, I'm not good looking, I'm not cool, I have no qualities that people would like, I was not born good with women so I will never be.
All that shit I listed above has to be fixed. I'm still working on a lot of issues, one at a time. My identity is still rocky, I still have moments of nice guy, my social freedom could use some work. But I am making smarter adjustments by myself these days, which helps a lot. In the beginning I just did what the coaches told me to do without fully understanding why. It was good that I did it, but I had so little experience that I would have never figured them out by myself. After my first bootcamp with Love Systems, I went out for months, going out every weekend, but all I did was get the same result night after night: frozen with anxiety, barely able to approach 1-3 chicks a night. I don't blame Love Systems for this, because they gave me a ton of valuable information. I got laid within a week of my bootcamp, I believe. But all those issues I mentioned above prevented me from getting laid for another year and a half.
So yeah, I think I am exactly where I should be by now, given where I started from. I try not to compare myself with others, especially those more successful, because "how long you've been cold approaching" is not an accurate predictor of how successful you are with women. Instead I just look at my old entries and see how things have changed, or I count the number of lays I get per year and realize the rate is increasing exponentially:
1998 (1st GF): 1
2004 (2nd GF): 1
2007 (1st bootcamp): 1
2009 (pickup mansion): 4
2010: 8
Anyway, that's my story.
Hey ive checked out your blog a few times, and i was just wondering something. It seems like you should be at a higher level then you currently are. Im wondering if its just me, or if its true and there is a reason. The only reason i say this is becuase you have been going at it for almost 3 years it looks like. You have gone to the pickup mansion , and had bootcamps. So what im wondering is , with all that help from Brad and the coaches, and all this time, are you at where you think you should be by now? Thank you very much and hope to hear back from youYeah I wonder this myself sometimes. But everyone develops at their
own pace and everyone starts from different places. I know an 18 year old who has far greater intuition and social freedom that me, even though he had started picking up chicks for a few months at the time, while I had already been doing it for two years. I recently met a 35 year old who knows nothing about the community, but just from hanging out with me a few times and following some advice I gave him, his game improved noticeably.
As for me, I started off with no social freedom, no social intuition, no balls, no life experience (never traveled, never joined clubs, never joined a frat, just school and work), no leadership skills, had only two girlfriends, and was plagued with nice guy syndrome (never had an opinion, never wanted to rock the boat, never wanted to stand out or stand up for anything, and did nothing but hope for the world to give me a break). I also had a ton of limiting beliefs: women didn't like sex, men should ask for permission, nobody likes Asian guys, I'm not good looking, I'm not cool, I have no qualities that people would like, I was not born good with women so I will never be.
All that shit I listed above has to be fixed. I'm still working on a lot of issues, one at a time. My identity is still rocky, I still have moments of nice guy, my social freedom could use some work. But I am making smarter adjustments by myself these days, which helps a lot. In the beginning I just did what the coaches told me to do without fully understanding why. It was good that I did it, but I had so little experience that I would have never figured them out by myself. After my first bootcamp with Love Systems, I went out for months, going out every weekend, but all I did was get the same result night after night: frozen with anxiety, barely able to approach 1-3 chicks a night. I don't blame Love Systems for this, because they gave me a ton of valuable information. I got laid within a week of my bootcamp, I believe. But all those issues I mentioned above prevented me from getting laid for another year and a half.
So yeah, I think I am exactly where I should be by now, given where I started from. I try not to compare myself with others, especially those more successful, because "how long you've been cold approaching" is not an accurate predictor of how successful you are with women. Instead I just look at my old entries and see how things have changed, or I count the number of lays I get per year and realize the rate is increasing exponentially:
1998 (1st GF): 1
2004 (2nd GF): 1
2007 (1st bootcamp): 1
2009 (pickup mansion): 4
2010: 8
Anyway, that's my story.
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Jan 7
Watched Hooks perform with his band. He is the embodiment of Month 1 of 30/30, developing an awesome identity doing what he loves and getting chicks that way, rather than just learning skills.
Went to a bar with a buddy. Warmed up a little chatting with some chicks. Just being social. Finally did one approach with a redhead by herself at the bar. Turns out she doesn't speak English well. Instant attraction, we're making out within a minute. I ask if she has a cigarette, we smoke outside. I try to take her for a walk but she says she can't, her card is inside. So we go inside for a drink. Once inside she orders a drink but pulls out a card to pay! I catch her, she says she forgot she already took it back. Lame. We make out some more, she's escalating me but I slow her down. I try to pull her into the bathroom but she doesn't come. Things subtly fall apart here, in retrospect. She starts flirting with other guys while I keep an eye on her like a hawk, thinking I'll take her home since she came alone and she just wants one drink. Last call, she finishes her drink, I pull her out. I pull her to my place but it's like 10 blocks and by block #2 she's revising to walk, saying she is going home. I try a few more times but it's obvious I am now the chaser. I grab her number anyway, knowing the power has transferred. Oh well. Still got some nice makeouts and some titty action. Who knows, maybe this could work out.
Lessons learned:
- once again, don't give them validation, give them cock! In this case the validation was from making out with me. She was pretty persistent and I like kissing. What can I say.
- when a girl wants to escalate fast, slow her down. Make her earn it.
Went to a bar with a buddy. Warmed up a little chatting with some chicks. Just being social. Finally did one approach with a redhead by herself at the bar. Turns out she doesn't speak English well. Instant attraction, we're making out within a minute. I ask if she has a cigarette, we smoke outside. I try to take her for a walk but she says she can't, her card is inside. So we go inside for a drink. Once inside she orders a drink but pulls out a card to pay! I catch her, she says she forgot she already took it back. Lame. We make out some more, she's escalating me but I slow her down. I try to pull her into the bathroom but she doesn't come. Things subtly fall apart here, in retrospect. She starts flirting with other guys while I keep an eye on her like a hawk, thinking I'll take her home since she came alone and she just wants one drink. Last call, she finishes her drink, I pull her out. I pull her to my place but it's like 10 blocks and by block #2 she's revising to walk, saying she is going home. I try a few more times but it's obvious I am now the chaser. I grab her number anyway, knowing the power has transferred. Oh well. Still got some nice makeouts and some titty action. Who knows, maybe this could work out.
Lessons learned:
- once again, don't give them validation, give them cock! In this case the validation was from making out with me. She was pretty persistent and I like kissing. What can I say.
- when a girl wants to escalate fast, slow her down. Make her earn it.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Jan 6
Woke up early, got my hair did.
On my way back met up with Fadeaway. As I was waiting for him to arrive I went to a McD's for food. The cashier next to mine yelled, "hey I know you! I'm mcd chick!" it turns out I had picked her up a few nights ago while she was walking her dog. She told me she had changed her number, so I told her she should give me her new one. Asked her what she was up to tonight, agreed to pick her up after work.
Hung out with Fadeaway. This guy approaches everything, haha. I was tired from waking up early so I was completely out of state, but it was nice seeing him have so much energy.
Hgh fived a chick, who turned to me and started chatting me up. Got her number, set up a date, bounced her to Fadeaway's friend's place, but it was too much for her too soon, so she left. Nonetheless my new presence is working.
Went back to pick up mcd chick. Walked her back to her place, told her she had to change into something cute. Grabbed her ass, which she vocally (but not physically) reprimanded me about. She asked me if I had weed, I hinted I might, but she has to buy me cigarettes for it. Afterward she said she wanted to go back to my place, which was way too soon. This meant she either wanted me really badly, or as I later found out, she wanted weed really badly. I slowed her down, we went to the bar next to my place for food first.
Body language sitting next to each other in a booth is weird, because the back is too high for me to grab her neck easily and when she turns her body toward me her body is also further away so I have to awkwardly reach to touch her thighs, back, etc. I mirror her body language throughout the night, we hold hands. It's weird but she doesn't squeeze my hand even as we're holding hands, but I've since conditioned myself to read that as a green light.
I bring her back to my place, introduce her to my roommate and her friends, tell her to take off her boots. One of my roommate's friends still had her shoes on and asked me if she had to take off hers as well, I told her no, only mcd girl had to because she's my guest. I bring mcd girl to my room and put on some music.
Mcd girl gets on my bed but the moment I get on it she stands up and asks for the weed. I work her a little but I decide it's time to smoke with her. I get the cigarettes that she bought, trade some weed for it, and go back to the room. Neither one of us knows how to roll. She immediately gets up and goes to the girl in the next room to ask her to roll us some joints. This was the first time she took the lead all night, and it really showed her true motivations.
We smoked in the room next to mine with the girl who rolled our joints. The two chicks were getting along and I was left out of the conversation like a chump. Weed totally dries up my conversational repertoire.
We finish and I take mcd girl back to my room and start escalating. We kiss for a few seconds, then she pushes me away and asks what I'm doing, and says that I'm bad. I agree and continue. She pushes me away and walks to the living room where everybody else was and starts chatting up everyone. I have absolutely nothing to add to the conversation, I am completely stoned. After a few long minutes I just walk back into my room. Surprisingly mcd girl follows.
She asks me where my other joint is. I make her work for it a little. I start massaging her, taking off her clothes. I get one layer off but she won't let me take off any more. She's reacting well to physical dominance: massaging her, choking, holding her hands above here head while pinning her down and kissing her neck. Each time she breaks out of her trance and says we should smoke or go outside and watch the movie. Eventually we share the second joint. My logic was, maybe once she gets high she'll want to fuck. How wrong I was.
As she was smoking she straddled me and was touchy. But the moment the joint was done, so was she. She immediately started packing her shit. That was an extremely enlightening moment. I walked her back to her place, tried to escalate, but she had to walk her dog. I walked her dog with her, went to the Subways with her for her to get a sandwich, walked her back again. I knew it was super chumpy behavior but logistically I could only fuck her in her place, and I was too stoned to have good game. Once back at her place she tried to stop me at her door, but I said I needed to pee. She said ok but i had to leave immediately after. I went in, peed, tried to escalate, she wasn't down. I was tired of this shit so I went home.
I was really surprised by this chick. She seemed really sweet until she got high. She was all into volunteering and helping the homeless and AIDS shelters. Then she got high and turned. I'm not sure I want to see her again, unless she's sober and she's definitely not coming back to my pad.
Lots of lessons learned:
- don't give druggy chicks drugs, give them cock!
- if a druggy chick wants to go home with you really quickly, she probably wants drugs. Even if she wants you, it pays to work her slower.
- withhold drugs, just leave open the possibility while physically dominating the chick. She'll let you do whatever you want as long as there's the possibility of drugs, meanwhile you get them hot and heavy and eventually the biological needs take over.
- watch your shit. This chick was fascinated by everything I owned. I made sure she didn't swipe anything while she was here. Meanwhile she paid for "my" weed. I even scored a pair of sunglasses from her place, which she begrudgedly gave me.
On my way back met up with Fadeaway. As I was waiting for him to arrive I went to a McD's for food. The cashier next to mine yelled, "hey I know you! I'm mcd chick!" it turns out I had picked her up a few nights ago while she was walking her dog. She told me she had changed her number, so I told her she should give me her new one. Asked her what she was up to tonight, agreed to pick her up after work.
Hung out with Fadeaway. This guy approaches everything, haha. I was tired from waking up early so I was completely out of state, but it was nice seeing him have so much energy.
Hgh fived a chick, who turned to me and started chatting me up. Got her number, set up a date, bounced her to Fadeaway's friend's place, but it was too much for her too soon, so she left. Nonetheless my new presence is working.
Went back to pick up mcd chick. Walked her back to her place, told her she had to change into something cute. Grabbed her ass, which she vocally (but not physically) reprimanded me about. She asked me if I had weed, I hinted I might, but she has to buy me cigarettes for it. Afterward she said she wanted to go back to my place, which was way too soon. This meant she either wanted me really badly, or as I later found out, she wanted weed really badly. I slowed her down, we went to the bar next to my place for food first.
Body language sitting next to each other in a booth is weird, because the back is too high for me to grab her neck easily and when she turns her body toward me her body is also further away so I have to awkwardly reach to touch her thighs, back, etc. I mirror her body language throughout the night, we hold hands. It's weird but she doesn't squeeze my hand even as we're holding hands, but I've since conditioned myself to read that as a green light.
I bring her back to my place, introduce her to my roommate and her friends, tell her to take off her boots. One of my roommate's friends still had her shoes on and asked me if she had to take off hers as well, I told her no, only mcd girl had to because she's my guest. I bring mcd girl to my room and put on some music.
Mcd girl gets on my bed but the moment I get on it she stands up and asks for the weed. I work her a little but I decide it's time to smoke with her. I get the cigarettes that she bought, trade some weed for it, and go back to the room. Neither one of us knows how to roll. She immediately gets up and goes to the girl in the next room to ask her to roll us some joints. This was the first time she took the lead all night, and it really showed her true motivations.
We smoked in the room next to mine with the girl who rolled our joints. The two chicks were getting along and I was left out of the conversation like a chump. Weed totally dries up my conversational repertoire.
We finish and I take mcd girl back to my room and start escalating. We kiss for a few seconds, then she pushes me away and asks what I'm doing, and says that I'm bad. I agree and continue. She pushes me away and walks to the living room where everybody else was and starts chatting up everyone. I have absolutely nothing to add to the conversation, I am completely stoned. After a few long minutes I just walk back into my room. Surprisingly mcd girl follows.
She asks me where my other joint is. I make her work for it a little. I start massaging her, taking off her clothes. I get one layer off but she won't let me take off any more. She's reacting well to physical dominance: massaging her, choking, holding her hands above here head while pinning her down and kissing her neck. Each time she breaks out of her trance and says we should smoke or go outside and watch the movie. Eventually we share the second joint. My logic was, maybe once she gets high she'll want to fuck. How wrong I was.
As she was smoking she straddled me and was touchy. But the moment the joint was done, so was she. She immediately started packing her shit. That was an extremely enlightening moment. I walked her back to her place, tried to escalate, but she had to walk her dog. I walked her dog with her, went to the Subways with her for her to get a sandwich, walked her back again. I knew it was super chumpy behavior but logistically I could only fuck her in her place, and I was too stoned to have good game. Once back at her place she tried to stop me at her door, but I said I needed to pee. She said ok but i had to leave immediately after. I went in, peed, tried to escalate, she wasn't down. I was tired of this shit so I went home.
I was really surprised by this chick. She seemed really sweet until she got high. She was all into volunteering and helping the homeless and AIDS shelters. Then she got high and turned. I'm not sure I want to see her again, unless she's sober and she's definitely not coming back to my pad.
Lots of lessons learned:
- don't give druggy chicks drugs, give them cock!
- if a druggy chick wants to go home with you really quickly, she probably wants drugs. Even if she wants you, it pays to work her slower.
- withhold drugs, just leave open the possibility while physically dominating the chick. She'll let you do whatever you want as long as there's the possibility of drugs, meanwhile you get them hot and heavy and eventually the biological needs take over.
- watch your shit. This chick was fascinated by everything I owned. I made sure she didn't swipe anything while she was here. Meanwhile she paid for "my" weed. I even scored a pair of sunglasses from her place, which she begrudgedly gave me.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Dec 28 - Jan 5
Hung out with director buddy a lot, he's basically become my LA wing. Been going out a lot, toward the end we both decided to cut down on drinking for various reasons, health, skill improvement, and money. I've been getting much more consistent with numbers, and they have been getting more solid.
I'm getting bored of southern chick, it doesn't seem like it's logistics that stopped me in the past, she's just kinda frigid.
Art chick has been busy with work, and holidays, but school is starting again tomorrow so she will be able to sneak out to see me. Really sucks that she is so poor she can't afford money for her prepaid phone.
Became moderator for 30/30.
Revamping my look again tomorrow, let's see how it goes.
Date tomorrow night.
I'm getting bored of southern chick, it doesn't seem like it's logistics that stopped me in the past, she's just kinda frigid.
Art chick has been busy with work, and holidays, but school is starting again tomorrow so she will be able to sneak out to see me. Really sucks that she is so poor she can't afford money for her prepaid phone.
Became moderator for 30/30.
Revamping my look again tomorrow, let's see how it goes.
Date tomorrow night.
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