I know the reason why you don’t know how to attract women and don’t know how to get a girlfriend

It’s probably because you don’t know how to talk to women or something related.  So now your sitting here on the internet asking yourself “How can I get a girlfriend?“  I understand.  It’s ok.  I asked myself the same question a few years ago.  Now I am a professional dating coach and I have the answer.

The majority of dating is inside your head.  If you walk up to a woman thinking that she can fix some part of your life, well that is destined for failure.  Girls want to be an ADDITION to your life, not a solution. So let’s start by creating the foundation of a man women want to be with.  Once you know who you really are it’s much easier to figure out what you want in a woman.  Too many people work really hard to get a girlfriend and then realize she’s not the woman they want.  So let’s avoid that up front.

How to get a girlfriend part 1 – Know Thyself

Confidence.  There is nothing more important than believing in yourself.  Have you ever dated someone who you thought was amazing, but they felt like they didn’t deserve you?  This destroys every relationship.  The moment a girl asks me why I picked her or says she doesn’t deserve me, I know the relationship is doomed.  Whether it’s been a few months or just a few drinks.  Relationships can only endure if they are equal.  So if you have low self confidence, you will only get women who have low self confidence.  And guess what?  They are the women that cheat the most.  Not because they are sinister or evil, but because they need constant affirmation.

It’s easy to say BE CONFIDENT and you will get a girlfriend.  I know that.  What’s hard is telling you exactly how to become more confident, bit I am going to do it.  If you actually follow my instructions you will change your life – fast.  You need to sit down and make a list.  I want you to make a list of things you have always wanted to do but haven’t for some reason.  And I want you to make a list of things you are afraid of.  Whether this list has 10 items or 100 doesn’t really matter.  There are benefits to going in either direction.  Once you have this list your job is to set up a time frame for crossing them all off of that list.

I make my list at the beginning of each year.  I have set all sorts of goals.  From walking up to 2000 women in bars and starting a conversation to getting offered a job as a dating coach by a major company.  I set goals that have to do with business and my personal life.  Just every aspect.  Now I don’t hit every goal.  But I hit a lot of them.  This year my goals were all about business.  I wanted to work for myself and make a certain amount of money.  Right now I have hit one target and tomorrow I’m re-negotiating a contract that will give me the second.  By writing it down and telling people in my life I created accountability.  If you look at the top of this website there is a link called goals.  I list and cross off all of my goals every year.  In a public place.

As far as facing your fears.  This is how you become stronger as a person and become the man who can get a girlfriend.  Iron sharpens iron.  You want to make a knife sharp you don’t put it in a river, you use a strong stone.  I am really afraid of heights.  Well actually I am way less than I used to be.  I have climbed mountains alone to face this fear.  I push myself to the edge.  When you are alone facing a real danger it’s where you find out exactly who you are.  Last year I spent a few hours being interrogated in a 3rd world country.  I was in deep.  But guess what? I stuck to my guns and got out of it.  And the girl I was with.  Because I know what it’s like to be afraid.  And I still act.

You want to know the ultimate secret? How to get a girlfriend?  It’s this.  Women are only looking for one thing.  Every single thing I will teach you boils down to this.  Women are looking for a guy who can handle it IF…..

They want a guy who can handle it IF their home gets robbed.  IF he loses his job.  IF she gets pregnant.  IF they lose a child…..

That’s what emotional security boils down to.  It’s why women are attracted to criminals.  They are survivors and they aren’t afraid of danger or trouble.

So carve yourself out of wood.  Learn to be confident in ALL of your life.

How to get a girlfriend Part 2 – Tell the Truth

It sounds so obvious.  But most people lie.

If you have feeling for a girl you should tell her when they happen.  Playing games and dancing around it is weak.  Guys who play games are not men.  They are boys.

When I am attracted to a woman I tell her instantly.  I don’t wait 6 months to become her best friend and then listen to all of her secrets.  I meet so many girls who have a guy in their lives that is trying this strategy.

These guys always get to watch me or some other dude hook up with their dream girl.  And I know what I am talking about because I used to be that dude.  Before I found myself I let women walk all over me.  I hid my feelings and that lie created a terrible situation.

There are a lot more layers, but this lesson is about keeping it SIMPLE.  It doesn’t have to be hard to meet women.  Most other gurus and dating coaches will tell you that is has to be complicated.  Maybe you want a complicated solution.  I’m sorry but I am not going to lie to you brother.  If you really work on parts 1 and 2 then the final step is EASY.

How to get a girlfriend Part 3 – Ask her out

It always amazed me how many guys have never asked a girl out.  If you don’t ask how are you going to get a girlfriend?

I ask out tons of girls.  And the truth is that plenty of them say no.  I just don’t care.  I don’t want to earn a girl’s attraction.  I know who I am and I’m not interested in a girl who doesn’t see what makes me amazing.  In later lessons I will go into detail on how to ask a woman out, but for now keep it simple.

Just ask a girl to a situation where you are powerful.  Bring her to your home bar or a club where everyone knows you.  Don’t take her to an awkward expensive dinner.  It doesn’t work.  It’s not real life and it’s a horrible first date.  You want to go somewhere that you are comfortable.  I usually ask a girl to come for drinks at the bar closest to my home.  Or I take a girl to fly kites at the park.  I want somewhere that she is comfortable where there is a possibility of kissing.  To learn about the kissing guide, just sign up for my mailing list and you get a free copy of my HUGE guide to getting a first kiss.

This is how you get a girlfriend.

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I wasn't really gonna write a field report about this night since Tov and Svelte wrote such good recounts on the lair and masf, but what the hell.  It was a crazy night.  For me I really don't like to write about stuff unless it's really educational or amazing.  I realized that I still haven't written about the time I almost went to jail for 25 years in Tunisia for fornication.  I am really writing a short story about that.  So I'll see what comes of it.

Anyways, I get a call from JohnnyC69 that Tov and Svelte drove up from Cookeville, picked him up and are on the way to my place.  Then he asks where I live.  It's astounding that a guy can come over like 5 times and still not know.  But I get lost a lot too.  It's why I always rely on the GPS in my blackberry.  So I tell him the way and tell Inbred to get dressed.

The guys scoop us and we head to my favorite local honkey tonk.  It's pretty empty so we are just sitting outside chatting.  Just a quiet Friday with no cute girls.  Since I don't have to drive I decide to throw down a few cocktails.  I'll admit it – I like to drink.  I'm not sure what happened but suddenly I was drunk as shit.  I only found out later that my drinks were like 80% vodka.  So I was 4x drunker than I expected.  Well in these types of situations we just gotta adapt.

I realize 2 things are once – we are standing in what I call a lair circle and I really need to pee.  Now if you have ever been out with a group of more than 3 pickup artists or visited a small town lair you will be able to quickly recognize a lair circle.  All the guys stand in a circle talking about girls and never opening.  There is something like a vortex about them.  I have seen 'em in London and Cambridge.  Virgo told me he saw one in LA.  So I know they happen everywhere.  I need to break out of this so I tell Inbred it's time to stroll.  I go into the toilet and that son of a bitch is in a goddam 1set.  How does that help me warm up??  I head back to the boys because I still have that antsy feeling.

It's like when you are doing double skip jump rope and you just wait for that right moment to jump in.  If you time it wrong the ropes will hit you.  You know when to jump, but if you get nervous your timing will be off and then it all ends in tears and skinned knees.  I have never actually done jump rope with 2 ropes, but this is just what I imagine it feels like.  And this is my story so I get to use whatever damned metaphors I want to.

So I go back to the guys and Tov and Svelte are dripping with AA.  They are from a small town and I get that.  Plus I guess they are actually JohnnyC69 fans.  Which is kinda cool for him.  I mean they are nice guys.  Just young.  As most guys know, there is nothing more contagious amongst animals than fear.  And AA is just another form of fear.  So now I'm catching it and I know that if you leave it just lying there, something will break.

So I head back and find Inbred and he asks me to wing him.  Turns out his girl has a friend.  I'm really not sure why he is talking to a 6, but I get to enjoy the company of her friend.  A rock solid 4.  Good news though.  She is one of the ugly girls who also has a shitty personality.  I walk up and ask her why she's texting so much.  Turns out she's updating her facebook status.  Awesome.  I just keep grinding and it's not hitting.  I will tell you something that is no secret to any of my friends.  I SUCK with ugly chicks.  They just hate me.  I can't close a 4 to save my life.  I'm not complaining really.  It's like the fact that I can't get strep throat.  I'm simply immune to that disease. 

I could make out with girls who have strep throat all night long and nothing will happen to me.  Now if she blows me…I just don't know if a man can get strep cock, so why find out?

So this girl is just boring as hell.  She keeps doing facebook shit.  Eventually she tells me that my beard is ugly.  Now I know for a face that I have a bad ass George Micheal 1988 beard.  I have experimented with dozens of looks and haircuts to maximize my sexy factor.  I mean she could call me fat.  I'm a little bit chubby so ok.  But she hates my beard?  Lying to a man is just plain rude.  By this point Inbred's girl has walked off so I finally eject too.  I can only do so much winging.

He then tells me that it counts as him opening two sets.  I was like what?  If you fuck the same girl twice does that mean you have fucked 2 girls?  I hate his math skills.  I mean lack of math skills.  I'm still a little pissed about the 10 in the car that he snatched from me.

Anyways, my AA is rolling back in.  It really just never goes away.  Every day is a new damn day.  So I'm like Inbred, let's roll.  Fuck this noise it's time to make some waves.

So I see 13 girls sitting on a bench and I just open all those bitches.  He rolls over to the other end of the bench.  My girl is ok, but we are just too close to the band so she can only hear some of what I'm saying.  Then we start watching Inbred.  I don't know what that fucker is saying and he still hasn't told me, but goddamit.  I watch each girl he's talking to get up and he slides on seat closer to me and the girl I'm talking to.  I'm trying to get through the girl next to me to her friend who is actually really pretty. 

And Inbred is rolling at me with the power of the inevitable.  I swear to God.  He actually got all the girls to get up including the one next to me.  She even pinkie swore that we would talk again.  Obviously we never did.  To be fair I forgot which one she was, because something strange happened next.

The bar is only 40% full which always makes me nervous when I'm out but almost every girl there is a Nashville 8 or better.  I gotta say Nashville 8 because I have been to Sweden.

From here on in, the story is going to be out of order.  I was drunk as shit and I always lose my internal clock when I'm drunk.  I remember a lot of the night but I can never remember the order things happen in.  Tov was like having an AAgasm, so I grabbed him and threw him into a booth as hard as I could.  I could swear I heard bone crack into wood, but sometimes you just gotta beat the fear out of someone.  According to his field report that set went really well for him.  So just goes to show, a firm hand works.

I end up meeting some big dude from Wisconsin or one of those other states that people never really talk about and they never have movies that take place there.  It's like one of those states that writers write about to show people how smart they are.  It reminds me of books like Catcher in the Rye or something.  I know that's in New York but I just wanted to mention how much I hate that book.  Complaining teenage angst.  Or maybe Wisconsin is where all those "coming of age" plays take place.  All I know is I have never been there and I doubt I could find it on a map.  And I'm pretty sure my oneitis went to college there.

OK.  So I am talking to this jacked dude and I swear he starts talking about how all these guys in the bar are roided out.  I was like dude you are pretty jacked.  But I can see his point.  Then we start to make fun of fat girls.  Those bitches ALWAYS drink diet coke.  I don't think they understand that diet means something different when you put it in front of a word.  It's much better AFTER a word.  I will explain.  DIET PEPSI – Less fattening pepsi.  SOUTH BEACH DIET – a method to make your fatass shrink (or give you a heart attack.)

So we start joking about this and 2 girls roll out.  I dive at their table and start chatting to mine.  Her voice was so deep me and this dude jump.  I was like holy crap this girl is channelling Barry White.  So we chat a few minutes and his girl has a husband or boyfriend who comes out and it's like we are trying to eject as fast as possible.  Also I think mine had a bad personality.  Or I might have just thought that because her voice was so deep.

Then at some point I was talking to this girl by the bar for like 40 minutes.  Oh shit.  I remember now.  I walk up to this really cute girl and the guy next to her and ask if he's her boyfriend.  She says he's her brother and I said that still doesn't answer my question. 

So I chat to her and he slips off.  She has this orbiter friend guy that keeps popping around.  Lately I have been talking about how all orbiters are bitches and I have been tanking them like crazy.  Just because they try and step to my game.  Man I made this dude cry last week, but anyways.  I keep chatting to her and I get her number.  And I am like baby what's your name again?  She tells me and I start laughing.  I thought she was making it up.  I was like that's not a real name.

Whoops.  Turns out it wasn't a fake name, but it might have been a fake number.  I'll never call after that.  And dudes I don't know how this happened but her orbiter just walks up and starts making out with her.  And all I can do is think man that guys shirt is really cool.  Usually orbiters dress like dicks, so I respect any dude with good fashion in this one horse town.  I almost ask him where it's from but his tongue is busy. 

I'm not even upset because 3 minutes later I'm in another set.  I am totally forgetting like 7 sets or something so you'll have to ask the other guys or read their field reports.  I 5 pictures from the night so those help me a lot with figuring things out.  This dude looked exactly like Freddie Prinze jr.  and since that dude is on 24 this year he is all in my mind.  I love that show.  Can't help it.  So much over the top drama.

Ok so I decide I like this dude.  I do some of my jazz and I kiss this girl then he kisses her.  Now his two "wings" show up.  These guys are total idiots.  They are trying to tank me but they don't realize that I've decided to help Freddie out.  I mean the dude is fighting terrorists on tv every damn monday night.  It's the least I could do.  They keep saying shit that is weirding this girl out.  I pull them aside and I'm like guys I know you think your'e cool but you're destroying your friend.  If you wanna keep him from getting laid keep talking.

According to Tov I did a spin move and then those dudes were gone.  I will ask him tomorrow to show me what I did.  But then I chat with Freddie and his girl some more….and then blackness.  HAha.  I know.  I wonder if he closed the set too.  Oh well.  Thanks vodka brain!

Next set.  There are these 2 blonds.  They were so hot that I chickened out on opening them twice earlier.  But it's time.  They sit down and I jedi open that shit.  Within one minute this girl that's so hot is fucking with my tie.  I am wearing this cool purple shirt I got from Express with a skinny white tie.  The bitch makes it into a big Donald Duck bow.  All the other guys are impressed by all this "kino."  But the main thing going through my mind is how did I lose control of this train?

Of course I have this other issue.  I really respect when a girl is ACTUALLY funny.  I mean it's pretty rare.  Especially for a really hot girl.  But I thought that was really funny.  So I left it in for like 5 whole minutes.  I have 2 pictures of me with these girls and that tie.  It's so funny.  Anyways they go to get more drinks or to use the bathroom or dance.  Those are the 3 things girls do.

Last thing I remember is that I am talking to some girl and Tov is right next to me sitting down.  He says she's a really hot blond.  So I believe him.  The guy was stone cold sober.  So I talk to this girl like 5 minutes and I shout GROUP HUG.  And he starts to stand up and I'm like don't move fucker.

And then I just shoved the girls face at his face.  Their faces are like 1 milimeter apart.  That's less than an inch for you guys that prefer inches.  And like the damn kid doesn't pull the trigger. 

I read his field report and the kid feels a shitload of shame.  So I'm not gonna torture him on here.

Analysis of the Night

I have pictures of me with 5 smoking hot girls.  Good for the old facebook profile.

I kissed 2 girls ( I'm pretty sure)

I got 1 number (then told the girl her name was shitty)

Overall I had fun but for real I mean to focus and get my dick wet.  Maybe next time I will be less like Tucker Max…but probably not.

So last Friday my good friend the Egyptian had his birthday party.  It was awesome. I got a chance to rock my fedora and it turns out it looks really good.  Inspiral and Tea Bag threw the pre AND after parties.  They had the most amazing costumes and if you are a facebook mate, you can check out the badass pics on my profile etc.

So I was sitting there chilling with one of my students/friends when Tea Bag’s boss comes out.  She was dressed as a bloody Alice with a butcher knife.  The moment I saw her, I knew I wanted her.  My first instinct was to dive in and game her.  But I knew that wouldn’t work.  I basically ignored her.  I saw she changed at Tea Bag’s house and so I knew she would be back later to change again.  I also want to wait to see how social situations pan out.  In a social circle situation, it is VERY important to see the lay of the land before you step on any toes.

So she is French and there is another younger French girl from Tea Bag’s office there.  At the party we all stick together a bit and chat.  I just want to be the cool guy who is around, but not around too much.  So I chat to her here and there throughout the night.  Whenever one of my homies wants to chat to her I back off.  I love giving girls to my good friends.  Sometimes Tea Bag would hand off a girl to me and I would hand her off to Inspiral, who then introduces her to the Egyptian and walks off.  Basically, we don’t care who a girl hooks up with, as long as it’s a mate.

I met the most amazing Indian girl at the party.  She was 35 and really sexy and lovely.  I chatter to her a bit and we started talking about tattoos.  I was wearing a button down shirt but she wanted to see the dragon on my arm.  So we went to a dark corner and I went nearly topless to show her.  Then I asked if she had a tramp stamp.  She turned around and told me to check.  I pulled the back of her shirt up to her bra and then I pulled down her jeans more than halfway down her ass.  Result – no tattoo back there (and also no panties).  At this point I was getting hard and the sexual energy between us was getting strong.  Just in the dark being naughty… and my student runs up to join us.  Now my students are always my first priority, but damn it was so on….

I chat to him a bit to go over his sets and how his night is going and the girls he is loving etc.  I lose the energy with my lovely Indian Princess and she walks off to talk to her mates.

Later on I reopen and we chat a little.  I try to drag her to dance, but it just doesn’t happen.  I struggle a little bit to rebuild what we had.  It was going ok.  I leave on a high note with a plan to push it further in a bit.  Unfortunately, she left the party at 11 and I failed to get her number.  I did add her on facebook the next day and a few days later asked the Egyptian to text her on my behalf.  No dice yet…

So then I go back to the Boss.  We chat and sometimes this one dude from my Tea Bag’s office is all over my nuts.  I can’t just punch him in the face, but I really wanted to.  He was exaclty like this chode in a story I read on Tucker Max’ blog.  He would follow me around and just keep trying to cock block me with girls all night.  Tea Bag told him what I do for a living as a way of trying to build my value, but this guy is a total value vampire.  At one point he told Inspiral I was talking shit about him.  I was really upset as he is one of my heroes.  But he immediately dismissed the idea and the Chode.  He said I would never do that.  Phew.

Chode tells me to leave him alone with Alice and even stands in the way.  He tells me to take off with the younger French girl, so I do.  We start dancing and having a really nice time.  I have disqualified her so hard that she is just happy to chill with me.  I think I might over-DQ in social settings and I might need to readjust it.  It’s so powerful.  So then Chode gets upset and leaves the other girls to come cockblock me.  He would prefer to prevent me from getting any action.  Rather than get his own. In a way that is amazing.

So we go to the after-party and it is a lot of dudes.  One of Tea Bag’s mates is about to fight a dude for grabbing his girlfriend’s breast.  I stay to back him up and he convinces the other dude to just go home and avoid the conflict.  I don’t know the dude that well, but a friend of Tea Bag’s is a friend of mine.  Inside Alice is making out with some other girl who keeps bragging that she doesn’t wear panties.  This instantly divides the room into two types of guys: the guys who get all turned on and the guys who have sex in their life and ignore it.

I know a trap when I see one.  These girls massively want attention.  I just ignore them and even push them out of the way to go to the other room.  At this point Chode tells me that see, I have been wasting my time all night.  I tell him that the game isn’t nearly over.  It is just getting started.  He keeps following the two girls around while they make out in the hopes that they will decide they need a guy.  Please don’t forget that Alice is Chode’s boss.  So he has double no chance.

I go outside later and the two girls are just chatting.  I join in and they start giving me sexual shit-tests.  They are saying extreme sexual things to see how I react.  Instead of getting excited I just talk about my fetishes in the same way I talk about work or video games.  Just normal conversation.  The 2nd girl tells me how much she loves anal and actually calls herself a ButtSlut.  I have never heard someone say this word out loud in real life before.  It was an experience.

Then guess who sees us having a nice time and has to pull a kamikaze.  That’s right.  Captain Chode.  He comes over to tell me that I’m still wasting my time mate.  Now when a guy you don’t know calls you mate in England it means he wants you to punch him in the face.  Instead, I go off and talk to Tea Bag to find out what is wrong with this dude.  Turns out being and AFC is a way of life for this dude.  He does the same shit to Tea Bag.  But I guess tonight is my special night.

I go back into the living room and the 2nd girl is chilling on the couch with Inspiral.  I try to see where he is going with it.  I THINK he wasn’t trying to play so I slide onto the couch.  Within 5 minutes she is feeding me crisps and then her legs are across mine and she feeds me one from her mouth.  Like in Lady and the Tramp but actually not that sexy.  Hehe.  Alice comes in and freaks out and starts accusing me of a V-Block.  I offer to get outa her way but she just goes back outside.

I chill with this girl until she passes out and since I way prefer Alice, everything is all good.  I just keep playing it cool and then I slide Alice around a corner and shove my tongue into her mouth.  It was so cool.  I played slow ball and it was working great.  I can tell we wanna get outa there, but there are only like 4 people still around.  Tea Bag walks around the corner, sees us and just walks away.  Translation – he is awesome.  Chode comes through the door and makes a comment to make her really uncomfortable.

It turns out she is hooking up with her boss and suddenly she is worried that Chode will tell on her and make her life bad.  That is the energy of this guy.  After a night of telling me I have no chance, he discovers that he was wrong.  Just confidence and persistence can take you a LONG way.  So we go back and just chill with everyone.  Chode is seething and keeps trying to stir trouble.  No one is paying attention to him anymore.  Alice has to leave and I go and get some more kisses on the stairs.  Tea Bag accidentally cockblocks me by carrying all her bags to her taxi and making sure she gets in ok.  Now that is totally acceptable.

He was looking out for his friend and boss.  He has a good heart.  She tells me to get her number off Tea Bag and I’ll see what happens.  I forget to do it until today, Wednesday, so I just texted her this morning.  She is on vacation this week, so I will see if she replies.

Either way, making out with your friend’s boss is pretty awesome in my book.  PoW!

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?

So after an hour we just start walking.  She can tell where we are going.  I am like we are just gonna chill a little at my place.  We get straight into bed and I put her into another one of my shirts.  Unfortunately, the hilarious game shirt from Starlight that I had her wear on Friday was still in the wash.  So she was wearing a shirt that I actually like and wear a lot.  We just snuggle a lot and I keep trying to escalate.  It was like the battle of Stalingrad.  A war of attrition.

It took hours to break down her defences.  She has the most arbitrary set of rules I have even encountered.  She won’t let me get under her shirt or jeans all night.  After about 6 hours I get her hot enough that she lets me party in boob town.  Usually with a girl once I’m there is it on like Donkey Kong.  But not with her.  We are making out so hot and heavy.  I decide to drop a CaliPimp move and put my finger in her mouth.  She destroys it.  I am like I gotta get my dick involved in this action.  But she is having none of it.  She won’t touch my cock at all.  Not even with her hand.

She will let me rub her crotch over her jeans, but only if we are dry humping.  If I am lying next to hear I am not allowed to touch it.  It is so strange to try and decode this girl.  I mean she has her legs wrapped around me and it is sex with a little denim in between us.  By the end I am totally naked, even though she still has her jeans on.  We dry hump like crazy and eventually I kneel over her and blow my load on her belly, but most of it gets into her belt buckle.  I wasn’t really focusing.  I probably could have come on her face, but that’s really not a big fetish for me.

Finally, I crash out and she leaves in the morning.  This time I am awake when she leaves.

I found out in the middle of the night that she has a boyfriend back home.  The source of all her resistance.  She asks how I would feel if I found out she has a boyfriend in her village and I told her I wouldn’t care.  I really don’t.  I don’t have time to be jealous or whatever.  And I certainly don’t think less of her.  Of course she wants to hook up with me.  I’m awesome sauce.

We have been on another date since, but she is staying with a host family so can’t sleep over a lot.  Mystel really likes her.  She loves his magic and she thinks she is hot and cool.  He actually warned me not to break her heart.  She sent me a text last night to let me know how special she feels with me.  Tonight is our last date before she leaves the country.  Will let you know….

In one night I gained access to a new social tier and I had an amazing date with a really sweet girl.  It was awesome.  The promoter I met through High Roller hit me up this week and invited me to Jalouse.  He said could have the run of the table with 3 friends if I bring 10 girls.  I text my man Mr M and he says let’s do it.  So me, him and Daxx decide to rock out.  We end up rolling up with more than 30 girls.  The girl running the line LOVED me.  It was so badass.

All the guys at the table loved me and texted me within 24 hours.  I have some new really cool contacts in London and Brighton now.  Basically rich cool guys who seem to like hot women.  Go figure.  The night was awesome and now I have access to another club that is member’s only except for this one promoter.  It’s so cool to make friends.  And not have to spend cash to get there.

The good part of then night for me was chilling with my lovely Czech girl.  She was a student from an English class I taught this week.  I waited to ask her out until I finished teaching at the school.  She is really sweet and insanely beautiful.  But energy is everything.  We met up an hour early for a drink and just chilled.  I didn’t amp up that much attraction as I have massive status as her teacher and I had a feeling that bringing 30 girls to a badass club would be enough.  So I just built comfort.  I teased her a lot about her country having no running water and being over run with werewolves.  We looked at her house and her little village on Google Earth on my Blackberry.  (PS Get a blackberry it’s awesome!!!)  So we just chatted and had a nice time until Daxx rolled up.  He looked dapper as shit and I think that made me look really cool.

We roll up to the club and I am like a lion tamer trying to control a gaggle of girls.  Being in charge is massively stressful for me but gives so much value it’s insane.  I really try to spend a lot of time with my girl and I tell all the other dudes on the table which girl is mine and I introduce all the other ones.  Each guy made an effort to make me look cooler to her.  It was awesome.  It took me HOURS to get a kiss off her.

We were standing outside having a smoke, well I was smoking.  And she was sitting on a wall and I was stood between her legs.  Each time I leaned in to kiss her she would giggle or turn her head.  Now this is important for guys new to game.  This isn’t a no from a girl, this is a not yet.  Crucial distinction.  She says “what’s on your mind” and I said nothing.  Then I ask her and she says nothing.  I’m like interesting.. and she says the same thing.  Sexual tension is slowly building.  I am having a little escalation anxiety to be honest.  And that is the sure sign that it is time to escalate.  So I say to her that I am thinking of kissing her.  And we kiss.  It’s really lovely and sweet.

Throughout the night I have to leave her to chill with all my friend and ladies.  The whole time she is really chill and manages to make her own fun.  We dance a ton and it’s really sexy and sensual.  Eventually, I ask if she’s ready to go.  She asks where and I say my house.  She tells me she doesn’t want to have sex.  Ha.  Why was she thinking about that?

So eventually we go outside and she wants to find her night bus home.  I take something I learned from Sebastian Drake and Switch and I just keep telling her that it’s a good idea to grab a cab and come to mine.  We come back and she let’s me know we’re not gonna have sex again.  Now maybe I’m just a big pansie, but I really enjoy a good cuddle.  I use Sheriff’s LMR tactics.  I just hand her a shirt to wear and turn around while she changes.  We spend hours looking at facebook pictures of each other, kissing and cuddling.  I get a tiny bit of over the shirt boob action.

When I was 13, I would have killed for this kind of action. I fall asleep with her in my arms.  It’s a great way to build an emotional connection with a girl.  And you can have sex in the morning!

Unless you wake up and she’s gone.  With your shirt neatly folded and placed on your laptop.  I’m going to see her again.  It sucks that she’s leaving so soon.  C’est la vie.

I am proud of all of my ex-students, but the one who shines the most is my man October.  He did a single lesson with me and became a machine.  His blog is basically my favorite one to read.  He is having threesomes and skinny dipping parties constantly.  So when he told me he was coming down for the Mehow conference I knew we needed to link up.

On our 1on1 we almost had a spitroast and as I hoped, lightening struck twice.  It’s funny because we both rock beards.  I was helping out on a LoveSystems bootcamp for my man Mr M, so I couldn’t really focus on October til my students were taken care of. He has some really good panache and I was dressed to the 9s, so it was on.  He opened a girl and she loved him but walked off.  I walk by a minute later and eye fuck her big time.  While I’m talking to him she walks up.  They start talking and there is massive sexual tension.  I know enough to keep my mouth shut.  If he is attraction, then I am either comfort or silence.

Once she is amped up (after about 5 minutes) I join the conversation.  Just close talking and Shane Game.  She starts thinking that me and October are a couple and starts throwing that shit test our way.  I just ask her which one of us is hotter.  She can’t decide.  Translation – It is ON like Donkey Kong.  So we do some 3way grinding, with her in the middle you perverts!!!  It was cool and sexy.  I try to isolate her by saying let’s go get a shot.  Now I tried my Orpheus move.  I just walked without looking back and assuming that she was following.  This move only works when it is super on.  It was me and then her and then October.  So I didn’t grab her arm for the isolation.

She says she can’t go away from her friends and we lose her.  It’s not a problem, we will just come back later.  In a bit I am outside with Doc and I just ignore her.  She grabs me and rubs her face on mine and says I am her new best friend to Doc.  It was awesome.  I couldn’t get a kiss outa her though.  It is clear this girl needed to be extracted.  Later on the three of us are trying to leave.  She doesn’t want to leave her friends as it is a girl’s birthday.

We are near the door chatting and trying to amp up her BT (Buying Temperature).  Her friend comes over and yells at her and makes her cry.  GAME OVER.  There is basically nothing to be done at this point.  October left before I did, but he was right.  As soon as a girl cries, flee the set.  That is my advice.

We chilled again the next night, but we were both so tired that nothing came of it.  It’s hard to get energy when you can’t give energy.  Also, I met his man Machine.  That guy is really cool.  Don’t wanna forget that.  I really want to get enough breathing room in my schedule to visit these guys in Cambridge.

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.

She tells me that she only became gay for her current girlfriend and that the relationship has reached a plateau.  She is wondering what to do next.  I smell opportunity.  We joke about my friend's crush etc.  I say she would freak out if we kiss, the grinding is already bothering her.  She says let's do it and we start frenching.  Now I have two Xs who went gay right after me.  So I feel I am owed some compensation.  Fair enough right?  So we are making out and her hand is on my ass.  It's funny because everything feels a little off, even her dancing.  So I ask if she's the dom in the relationship.  I'm totally right and it explains why she kisses like a man.  She keeps leading.

When we kiss my friend rushes up and breaks us apart and yells at the girl for having a girlfriend.  It's hilarious because we all know my friend wants to bang this blond!  Everyone disappears and I end up alone with the blond for a while.  We are just chilling.  Then we go outside and find them all and I have to go back to my date with the German Girl.

Part 2

After the debacle of the German Girl going home from work early, I head back to the lesbian/gay club.  It takes about 15 minutes.  I would say I was gone for 30-40 minutes.  I can't find any of the girls I know.  I am texting my friend and the cute blond and no love!  I am standing on the middle of the dance floor and wondering where they all are.  I am trying to control my frame and not feel uncomfortable.  It's more that none of my mates are there than it being a gay club.  I mean the first club I ever went to was a gay club on my 18th birthday.  Another lovely tale from my memoirs.

So I am waiting for a text back or something.  I mean it sucks that my date fell apart and now this!  So then I go outside after what feels like a thousand years, but was just 3 songs or something.  I run into two other girls from earlier that I didn't talk to that much.  We start chatting and they are hugging me and screaming.  It's all good.  They drag me inside and buy me 2 shots.  These girls don't play.  They musta bought me like 10 shots last nite!

Things get fuzzy from here.  So I'm not sure about the order of events anymore.

I am standing outside alone while the Freckly girl is all over some other girl I don't know.  This freckly blond comes and asks for a light.  Within 5 minutes she is LOVING me.  She starts asking me about the scene in LA.  I tell her I'm not gay and she tells me that I pull of gay man very well.  I think it's a compliment.  My friend rolls up right then from taking the hot blond to the bus stop and is visibly impressed by me skillz. The girl is telling my mate how she loves me and I'm super amazing.

Some dude tells me I look like wolverine.  Another tells me I look like a guy from Big Brother.  They are both trying to bang me.  I smile and play coy.

I am dancing with a couple girls and a twink, when on of the bartenders starts making out with the freckly girl.  I look away and when I look back he is fingerblasting her.  Impressive.

I am standing at the bar while the two girls are buying me even more shots and the hottest black girl I've ever seen rolls up in between us and starts talking to me.  I'm trying to play it cool.  Ten seconds later she is making out with some other hot chick.  This bar is rocking a lot of hot girl on girl action.  Hopefully, I will see this girl again next time…..

When the night ends I offer to have the girls come to mine for guitar hero and some smoke.  They all decline except for freckly girl, who then asks if she can stay at mine.  We share a cab with another girl who is going a little farther.  We come back to mine, smoke a little and bang for a few hours.  Even some morning bang.  While she was asleep I hit the toilet and was looking for her panties.  I mean we were banging right under the ones I nicked the other week.  She was wearing tights so I guess no panties.  Sigh.

In the morning we bang more and she is like the quietest girl ever.  It's so strange.  I'm like did you come babe?  She says no, so I know what I gotta do.  I bring spider man into bed with us and I make her squirt.  There is a big stain on my bed right now bitches!  I am so glad I took that sex skills class.

Then we are on the couch smoking some and I try to get her to blow me.  I mean what could be cooler than that.  She's like 'I don't know you that well…"  Girls have the strangest arbitrary rules.   I walk her to the bus stop and say I'll see her at the lesbian bar next week.  She asks me not to tell her friends we banged.  She doesn't want to be judged.

So when my friend texted this morning I told her nothing happened.  Also she told me this morning she's not gay. Fair enough.  I think I might be the cure for lesbianism.

A few weeks ago I started chatting to a new girl I met on facebook.  She liked my pic and I liked hers.  We chatted a bit and moved on to texting.  I got her to send me a few cute pics on my phone and we tried to arrange a date.  Logistics kept us apart and I went to Mexico.  She was going to come to London this Sunday to hit the markets near my house and of course I’m into that!  Then on Thursday she has a massive asthma attack and spends the day in hospital.  She is too weak to risk the hour drive from her small town to the city and there is work on the train lines, making the trip into the city almost 3 hours.

I had a choice.  I could let her cancel the date and not see her for two more weeks or I could do something I don’t normally do.  I am really trying to do things that I don’t normally do.  So I decided to jump on a train and a bus and visit her.  I was able to write a chapter for my new book on the journey

I get to the station and I jump in her car.  We decide to have a picnic in the park so we grab some food from a supermarket and go there.  We don’t have a blanket to lie on, just a jumper.  The park is pretty empty, but not nearly empty enough.  We have a conversation and end up talking a little bit about my work etc.

I pretty much end up telling every girl what I do.  I tell her about how I’m trying to be super duper honest.  She asks a good question.  How can she actually know I’m really honest.  I suggest she ask an innappropriate question.  I anwer honestly.  Hehe.  After a while I just feel like we’re not connecting.  I just feel a distance between us.

A part of me just wanted to go home.  But another part remembered that sometimes you just can’t tell if a girl likes you.  Some girls give nothing away.  I keep trying to escalate both verbally and physically but she is just shrugging me off.  She’s pretty ill and wheezing a bit.  She goes to the bathroom at one point and takes a her purse with her.  I partly thought she wouldn’t come back.

We decide to hit a pub for one drink even though she can’t drink because of her medicine and driving.  It is warmer in there and I’m really just mellow now.  She becomes super animated and really funny.  It’s strange but the heat seemed to release her personality.  It was hard to keep in mind that she was super sick.  After we finish our drinks I’m just so tired and hoping to meet a good mate for dinner in the city.

On the walk to her car I grab her and carry her a little.  She is taller than me and dense.  My spine nearly telescopes.  But she is letting me do it and we’re building up some touch.  She drives me to the station and is about to drop me off out front when I’m like no way.  Pull up a little I’m shy!  So then she pulls deep into the back parking lot.  Cool.  Suddenly there is that huge end of the date awkwardness filling the car.  I can barely breathe.  I try to lock laser eyes and she avoids.

Finally, I give up.  Like a coward.  I finally give up and offer her my cheek.  She is like what the hell are you doing?  I’m like not even a cheek kiss?  Suddenly, I man up.  I grab her by the back of her hair and pull her in.  She tries to push her cheek at me.  I say I don’t think so and spin her mouth to mine.  We make out for a bit and she escalates to tongues.  I like letting that happen so the girl has some responsibility for our escalation.  I almost make her take me back to hers but I don’t quite feel like it’s on.  Plus she is so ill and wheezy that I am afraid sex will kill her.

We have texted a few times since and I think I’ll see her next week.

So saturday night I went out with an x-student.  Really chill guy who I rarely get to spend time with.  We hit up my usual joints.  I was right on time as always.  He got there an hour later.  I realized that my paranoia about being on time is a problem.  I’m gonna start showing up to things intentionally late.  To break through that barrier.  I haven’t quite decided how I’m going to do it yet, but even showing up for class 5 minutes late freaked me out. 

So we are chilling at the bar and we run into a girl from his office having a birthday party with people from work.  Now I have a lot of opinions about a birthday party with only co-workers and no friends…but let’s just leave that for another day.  This girl was stunning.  And a lesbian.  She told me within about 5 minutes.  My mate was really surprised.  I think they’ve worked together for a year or something too.  She was really cool and I talked about my work and I told her how cool lesbians are.  I gave her my number and we talked about chilling and looking for trouble together.  She didn’t call but told my friend that she thought I was funny.  We’ll see how it plays out.

Then we bounced through a few more sets.  To be honest I was wicked high, which makes it hard to be talkative.  I didn’t realize how out of it I was until an hour waiting for my friend at the bar and not talking to anyone.  Which is basically the opposite of my normal behaviour.

I’ve waited a week to write this so I don’t remember a lot of the middle of the night.  I THINK there was another set in the middle that went on for a while, bt I really don’t remember.  So then we went to my smaller final bar of the evening.  And we start talking to these two girls.  I’m winging my friend so I take the fat one outside and try and escalate.  She totally rejected me.  It’s so funny.  I have zero game with unattractive girls.  I can’t even imagine why.  I think they should feel like they just won the lottery.  Maybe that’s the problem.  Don’t know and I don’t care really.

So then I forget why I’m talking to the cuter sister.  And this is the bar where LondonPlayboy fucked a girl in the toilets.  Ever since he told me that story I’ve been trying to bang a girl in the toilets there.  I’ve tried like 6 times or something.  Girls are just so fancy I guess.  So I’m talking to this girl and she’s totally engaged or something.  And I am working my new escalation techniques.  I’m really still improving this area a lot.  More and more.  I push and she is so amped up.  She at one point says “If I wasn’t taken, you would be in my ass right now”

It’s pretty much one of the coolest things I’ve ever heard.  I was really escalating and I nearly got her into the toilets for some ass sex.  Either way it was a good memory.  Boom!

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!!!)

Allow me to begin my tale.

There is a dusky girl from Cyprus on my course at uni.  She has black hair and dark golden skin.  She is very pretty and mysterious.  I confidently got her number in class last week and tried to get her to leave with me in the middle of a lesson for a drink.  My plan was to make her miss her train back to Brighton, whoops!  Alas she already had plans with some other girl and so I reverted to text game.  I should look through my texts to see exactly what I did, but I mostly ran my normal game via text.  I was confident and I escalated, then I would pull back.  I have learned that getting too sexual with a girl over text, that you haven’t slept with, leads to trouble.  It will usually make her pull away.

Anyways I esclate texts telling her I wish she was over as I would cook her dinner.  I say that she doens’t need to go to the gym her body is already sexy.  Things along this line. Eventually I realize it’s on.  She tells me to come over on wednesday as she has no work on thursday morning.  This is a clear signal!

I get on a train wed and have a crap journey as someone has died on the tracks.  So all trains are hours late etc.  I finally see her at the train station and I grab her hand and start leading her.  I don’t even know where we are going but I am on a super alpha kick.  Trying to find the leadership wall.  Around the corner I throw her against a wall and shove my tongue in her mouth.  We start walking and she tells me that she’s not allowed to have guests in her house or even to drink there.  She lives with a gay religious couple.  And her gay cousin and his bf.  It sounds like the house that hates heteros and fun.  So she has taken the liberty of renting a room in a little hotel.  Five minutes later I’m inside of her. I don’t ask.  I just lead.  Assume.  Take.

We spend the night in heated passion.  We finally stop around twelve hours later when her legs, vagina and neck are all too sore to continue.  Along the way I learned a few things so I will continue my sordid tale.  She was texting me all day and sent me one text asking me to define love.  I refused and said it’s got nothing to do with us.  She replied by saying it’s two birds in a cage.  This almost freaked me out enough to get me off my train.  I mean I do not want a girl to cage me.  What a horrible metaphor.  After our first session in bed, she started a sentence by saying “if we break up…”  I had to throw her off me.

The old me would have fallen into the prison of her frame.  Of course two weeks later I would resent her so much for trapping me that I would dump her.  I used to promise anything to a girl in bed.  Then I would hate her for “tricking” me by asking then.  So I restated my position that Sheriff taught me.  I date multiple girls until I develop more feelings for one.  I don’t think true love can develop in a vacuum.  Etc.  She accepted my position.  I was very clear.  I know exaclty why I can’t have her as my gf as well.  She smokes and she is too chubby for me.  But Sheriff would love this girl.  She is just at the chubby end of skinny and soft skin.  And her face is insane.  Esp in the half light…

So we went to dinner.  Thai.  It was so good.  Reminded me of my Thai lover of a few years ago.  On the way back I tell her that I think I will take the train back.  I don’t want to spend the night in her arms.  I know I will wake up in the middle of the night trapped in a hotel room with nothing to do.  And that’s what happened.  But really I tell her I think she will develop love feelings for me.  Sleeping in the same bed = great rapport.  Hey I know I’m doing EXACTLY what the Mouse did to me a few weeks ago.  So yes I am learning.

She promises that she won’t fall in love and will accept my relationship frame.  She kept dropping little jokes tho along the way.  So I had to keep breaking rapport.  However, I think this will increase her feelings for me.  I should have done like 5.0 does and pushed her off me right after sex to separate her post-coital love chemical feelings from me as much as possible.  Oh well.  I tried some new sex stuff.  Yet again no pictures or anal, but I did try.  She said just one finger hurt.  Damn!  I was hyper dominant and spent the whole night moving her head and pulling her hair.  I used to think this kinda stuff was dispespectful.  But at one point she told me she loved it.  So keep pushing the envelope.  It turns out that the world isn’t flat after all.