How to Attract Women : Dating Tips: Organic Seduction – A PUA Blog

A few weeks ago I was covering for another teacher at this uni I have been teaching at. I did a 1on1 4 hour English lesson with this super rich Kazakhstani dude. We were chilling. Basically unlike most douche bag English teachers I can talk to rich people about normal things like badass high end clubs and beautiful women. So we connected and I almost got him to buy a table at Jalouse through my homey. I gave him my connections number there and thought I would never see the dude again [More]

So after she snuck out while I was asleep, I was uncertain about seeing the Czech girl again.  I wasn’t even sure if I would ever hear from her again.  So I threw her a text to see if she was ok, made it home etc.  She texted back that she hadn’t wanted to wake me while I was sleeping.  I told her that was really sweet and I left it there.  I think we all know why she didn’t wake me up.  It was a damn prison break.

So I texted her again a day later here and there and I set up a date for monday night after a short 1on1 with a student.  We met at 9 and had a single drink in a bar.  We chilled and it was nice.  Unfortunately, I finally run into the Italian girl I saw a few weeks ago when I’m with this girl.  The Italian girl is so beautiful and I can see the jealousy in her eyes.  I don’t know if that set is dead, but I am trying to avoid gaming one girl while on a date with another.  I mean a guy has to have SOME limits don’t he? [More]

So last night I was on my 2nd date with the German.  She went home due to a miscommunication, so I went back to the lesbian bar.  But I’m getting ahead of myself.

Part 1

I meet up with the lesbian I went out with last fall in Leicester Square.  She has 2 girls with her.  One is a sexy blond she is trying to bang and the other is that girl’s friend.  A freckly, young brunette.  They are all gay, so I just chill and don’t think about game etc.  We hit up a mixed gay club and find a little spot to toss down a few drinks.  I chat to the blond some and talk about being  dating coach.  She is a writer and will hopefully take me to an opera.  We go for a dance and we start grinding like crazy.  Mostly to torture my friend. [More]

I meet up with my new homie Gsand and his buddy Friday night.  I thought  I would have a student with me, but he can’t make it, so it’s just the three of us.  They are members of a secret society that gets us in free.  So we cut the whole cue and meet up with Egypt inside.  He is with a ton of cute girls, but I can’t really get on the same page with them.  The lovely club is filled with beautiful girls, so it’s not a problem.  It is a drunken haze, so like many of my stories I will present a collection of events. [More]

I’ve become pretty disillusioned with lay reports lately.  I think after a certain point every guy in this scene does, or at least he should.  When you’re a beginner you write them to see analyze what went RIGHT for once.  When you’re intermediate you start writing them to see where you could improve.  At some point all the lay reports on my local forum have become about boasting.  I think this is super unhealthy.  I don’t sleep with a girl to impress strangers on the internet or to brag.  It’s about me and her sharing a special beautiful experience.  I started writing this blog with the thought that I would be the only one to ever read it.  That changed when I noticed I was getting hits that weren’t me here.

Either way here is my newest adventure.  I write it here and post it on no public forums.  It is about keeping a record of my journey and rememebering what I have learned along the path.  I do not write this seeking accolades or condemnation.  And I won’t post any pictures because I respect the girls privacy.  (actually yet again my efforts at sex pics were rebuffed!!!) [More]

My first fetish party.  It blew my mind right out of my skull.  I saw some of the most beautiful women and some of the stragest dudes.  It was so amazing.  LondonPlayboy and FreedomOfSpeech brought me along with a crew of their friends.  I went out in latex tights, ninja shoes, little black wings, a futuristic gas mask and no shirt.  I just got really into the zone and I felt comfortable all night without a shirt.  It was one of my big challenges for the year and I really broke through some of my body issues.

I hung out with different friends throughout the night and I also spent some time wandering around a lot.  There were some really strange things and some magnificent things.  I don’t have to strength to describe it all.  But I really learned a lot and I recommend it for expanding your horizons.  There were a few puas there that I mostly avoided.  I said hi to all my friends and stuff, but I was again pretty introspective.  I didn’t talk with my mask on all night and around 5am or something this small girl came up to me.  She kept talking to me and trying to guess what country I was from.  She looked over 30 and had a tight little body in her latex dress. [More]

So I finally had my 2nd date with the mouse tonight.  After 2 failed attempts.  Her housemate got sick one day and she was sick the next.  I had to take all my nervousness and fear of losing my emotional investment and put it in my pocket.

So we met outside a train station for our masquerade party and she was already wearing the cutest cat mask.  I was smart enough to have my mask on when I met her.  She wore hers on the train for the hour it took her to get to me and she told me a bunch of guys including a cop meowed at her.  She was wearing the cutest ballerina skirt and top.  She immediately mentions finding the stop for her night bus home.  I just ignore it even tho it’s a hiccup.

I kissed her immediately and and took her and and we went to a cool bar my man Yad took me too once ages ago.  It’s got a funky motif and two stages for bands.  It was on the way to the club for our masked party.  We grab a couple of drinks and I actually let her pay for her first one.  We each have two and are wasted.  She thinks I’m faking and asks if I was drunk at the beginning of this date too.  We are just having fun and talking about high school days etc.  I guess it’s funny because she was ten when I graduated.  She did let it slip out that she is turned on by fight stories.  Lucky her I was in a ton when I was an idiot. [More]

So I went out with the guys from play the game last nite.  What a sick crew.  We all went out to a vip club and everyone brought a ton of girls.  It was just a wild free for all.  I brought a cute Korean girl from my class at school and she brought her sexier Korean friend.  As soon as I saw her I thought, nice that girl is sexy.  I was flirting with her right away.

I was chilling with them inside the club and she tells the girl form my class that I remind her of the movie Hitch.  My classmate starts laughing and tells her that I’m like hitch and I’m an instructor.  I just roll through and don’t talk about it anymore.  I certainly don’t tell them that our crew is filled with instructors and former students. [More]

So last nite I was out with a new student.  Unfortunately, he forgot his ID and couldn’t get into the club.  It was a shame because I think it would have been a really good night.  I met up for a student night with Mr M, LondonSoul, Sebastian Drake, Switch and some of our best students.  My thing with the girl from Friday got boring, as she decided to start playing games…but that’s another post.

I met Starlight’s business partner and we went for a stroll through the club.  I blew open a few sets as I was in super mood to make up for the other thing.  I somehow number-closed a German girl in like 5 minutes.  I found her number in my phone today and she’s already texted back once.  Who knew?  My game has drastically shifted into a combination of Shane, Soul and Sebastian Drake.  3S game. HEhe.  I was pretty drunk as I had two glasses of wine and a vodka/redbull that the dude bought me.  Gross, but I totally drank it.  I can’t handle lots of caffiene or alcohol so that’s all it took. [More]

Me and Prizefighter head off to meet up with Soul at Abacus. On the way he asks for my oneitis story. I drop it on him and he wanted to slap me I used to be so lame. Oh well. We get there and he can’t get in because he is wearing trainers. I’m not sure if trainers can get into onanon either. It’s why I have different shoes for night and day game. [More]