Sunday, March 22, 2009

FR: I hate stalkers, but I love tong piercings…

So on Friday night some of the top guys in Holland ;) decide to go out and hit the club together. The crew consists of Captain, Caveman86, WildCouger and myself, Satisfaction, WildCouger organizes guest list access as always and we roll into the club after having met at the C-bar. This is the first time that I am chilling with Caveman and he is a really cool and relaxed guy. Crowd is kind of strange and none of us feels attracted to any girl in the building, so we’re dancing in the middle of the dance-floor by ourselfs until the club fills up. Captain opens a couple of sets but doesn’t really like to take them too far cause the girls weren’t really up to his standard.

So we chill and don’t really approach anybody and just have fun and good conversation within our group. Caveman joins me when I go outside for a smoke and we talk about game and our influences for a bit and of course about his time in Australia. At some point he says “I am not in touch with my core”, “me neither” , his statement really hit it, if we had been in touch with our core the four of us would have gone through the venue find the handful of hot girls, meet them and start kissing them soon after. Luckily some weird dude tried to steal my cigarettes and why I said “what the fuck, give me cigs back” and grabbed the guys shoulder in a strong way I got back in-touch with my core. I get my cigs back and we go back inside.

Caveman attracts a girl by dancing in front of her like a male stripper, absolutely hilarious, Captain talks to a few girls, WildCouger has just met a hot German-Swedish girl and I…..I get calls and text messages from my latest stalker lady, you can read about her here: http://www.rsdnation.com/node/109364 .

I really cannot believe that she still calls me, thought everything was clear. WildCouger recommends not to react at all but she won’t stop calling and texting, three voicemails in five minutes…fuck….time to cut this with some radical action, slightly asshole like action in hindsight. I look around and see one cute girl who made a funny comment about another, slightly trashy girl, to Caveman and me after we called her glamorous. Straight away, I go up to her, claw her and tell her she has to help me out. “My stalker keeps calling, next time you’ll pick up and act like my new girlfriend” She smiles, agrees and loves the idea. “Thanks, my wonderful new girlfriend (claw-to-hug-to-hand-to-keylock)” Stalker calls again and she tells her off, hangs up the phone, falls into my arms and we start making out heavily while her friends are standing right next to us. I pick her up (literally) and carry her a couple of meters away, she loves the dominance and make out more and heavier, dry humping ensues. I am quite turned on cause I love tong piercings and she definitely knows how to use hers well. Rejoin my friends, we joke around for a while All of us are kind of tired and wanna go home, it is past 3am, I kiss the girl goodbye, still love her tong piercing, and we’re off into the night.

Got her number and we’ll probably hang out soon!

Satisfaction

Batman kisses Wonder-Woman

Come home to my favorite town in Europe on Thursday night and have to rush because I am late for a free talk from Cajun and Tenmagnet, props to SmoothDoc for organizing it! The talk is short (1.5h) and touches upon many topics, ok overall, especially since it is free, but a going in depth on one topic for 1.5h would have made it even better.

Pumped up, Wildcouger and me decide to hit a new sweet-spot in town and it is awesome, lots of hot girls. After checking the place out and talking to an old friend who I haven’t seen for a while, I see a group of three hot girls basically gaming guys for drinks and attention. The hottest girl in the group, is killing it, pushes out her nice tits, games the guy, pushes him away and the next one already waits in line. Somehow, there is this competitive feeling in my I just want to beat her game with mine, unhealthy thought, I know but definitely a fun interaction in the end, here it is:

Satisfaction: You girls are sisters! (going in, hard, through the guys and very close to the girls, clawing the two hot blonds)
Hottest One: Hihihihi, yes we are! And you?!
Satisfaction: Yeah you’re like the cute killer sisters on a man murder streak.
Hottest One: Ohh, you’re sweet (touching my cheek)
Satisfaction: (removing her hand, but holding on to it) I’ll charge you five euros every time you do that….(she looks astonished but amuse)…touching my ass is 10 by the way…(more astonished and amused look, starts smiling)…since you’re Dutch you’re probably into discounts..I’ll give you 20% (she bursts out in laughter, I pull her in hard)
Hottest One: (who I have all to myself right now as we’re both trying to order drinks) So, where are you from?
Satisfaction: Oh, shit, I never make many friends with my nationality, ok who cares, I (pause) am (pause) German (big smile, clawing her and pulling her in hard)
Hottest One: No you’re not! Can’t be!
Satisfaction: Yes I am (hand her my ID)
Hottest One: (turns her friend around towards us) check this out…blabla
Satisfaction: Hey! We’re up here girls ( point to my eyes), so what’s your name?
Hottest One: It is a secret…hihihi
Satisfaction: Ok, I’ll call you Wonder-Woman. Do you think I am more of a Batman or a Spiderman? (and another hard claw-pull in with intense eye contact)
Wonder-Woman: Definitely Batman, definitely!
Batman: Ok, Wonder-Woman, I gotta go chill with my friends for a bit but I’ll see you later we might have to save the world together and kick that fag Robin out of the Batmobile so that we can make out like crazy in there. (big smile), you know what I like about the Dutch? You always give three kisses (pull her in)
Wonder-Woman: (Gives me a big kiss on the cheek) That’s all you get for now, I am hard to get!
Batman: Congratulations (pull her in very close, and whisper in her ear) I am hard (pull her in against my dick)…see you a bit, Wonder-Woman (slightly stunned but regains her fun party-mood within a couple of seconds)

I go back to Wildcouger and he laughingly asks me what the fuck I am doing, I tell him that I am in a game competition mood and that it’s all good fun. Tell him how the interaction went down so far and he’s laughing, he tells me about the girl he talked to who is really cute as well. I say go for it to which he replies “hahaha, already had her before”. Good story.

I decide to hit up Wonder-Woman again, who is surrounded by two guys. I go through the guys, claw her and pull her in.

Batman: So, how are you doing Wonder-Woman, having fun playing with all these boys?
Wonder-Woman: (laughing) yeah it is fun, definitely.
Batman: So what does your none Wonder-Woman alter ego do?
Wonder-Woman: I study law and I work in suit store X
Batman: Miss having a soul sometimes?
Wonder-Woman: (hahaha) so what do you do?
Batman: Management consultant, studied business.
Wonder-Woman: Ha, not much of a soul either (smile) you should come by the store and buy a tie sometime though.
Batman: Shit I gotta go already, was really nice hanging out with you Wonder-Woman.
Wonder-Woman: Same here, hope to see you again soon, here, or in the store (smile) I am going to fly to you tonight, Batman!
Batman: I thought Wonder-Woman can’t fly, think she is actually a hot blond Dutch girl and rides a bike! (pull her in again, we give each other three kisses, have intense eye contact and kiss each other on the mouth for a couple of seconds) see you soon sweety!

This was actually a strange interaction, I just wanted to compete with her but thinking back, the girl was quite cool. Maybe I’ll see her again, with hopefully more time at hand, so I can get a solid phone number from her…if not there were a couple more hot girls this weekend, check my other reports.

Satisfaction

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Why is my game a fucking ten? Affirmations done the right way!

People talk about positive affirmation a lot in conjunction with picking up women, the saying “my game is a fucking ten!” is well known and practiced in the community. The reason why it hardly works with logically inclined people is that they cannot get out of their head and cannot believe a reality they or others are preaching to themselves with no real proof.

The solution for these people is to stay in their head for a little while during the initial approach until a well flowing pick-up catapults them out their heads automatically. Of course this is about staying in your head in the right, positively focused way. It is still possible to say “my game is a fucking ten!” and in order to fully believe it, it is of utmost importance to ask yourself:

“Why is my game a fucking ten?”

Everybody can come up with naming personal strengths which form great answers to this question in various ways. This should be done at home in a reflective, quiet moment and afterwards it is possible to turn things around even when you’re in your head. You just have to focus on the positive aspects in your head, the ones you have reflected on at home, and then you can truly tell yourself “my game is a fucking ten!” and even add the reasons that make it a ten

My game is a fucking ten because:

I am very funny and intelligent
I like to tease girls and they love it
I am a truly friendly and giving guy
I am dominant from the core, as a true man
I can always step it up
I am a tall and attractive guy
I can turn most of my day 2’s sexual
I am an excellent kisser, any girl that kisses me gets addicted
I can make any girl come

The points above are my positive affirmations, I have thought about them for a while and they are all true and help me to go forward even if I am in my head. With these points in mind I can always believe that most women want me…bad. You can easily find your own, just think about yourself positively for a while and you’ll get them. Everybody has some strong points that apply to game and combinations can make the picture of a full package complete!

Go make your list before the sun sets and apply it if you’re in your head tonight, good luck and let me know how it went!

Satisfaction

Monday, March 9, 2009

FR: Accidently Gaming the Hottest Barkeeper, Breaking Jeffy’s Rule

Normally it is not my style to take any game rules from other people as a bottom line standard for myself but Jeffy’s set of rules, don’t game family, work-colleagues or people that provide a regular service for you, has always seemed to make sense to me but accidents happen, even pleasant accidents. A warning ahead, this FR does not contain too much value for other readers, maybe brings some people further in their right interpretation of female cues but it is primarily written for myself.

The plan is to go out with Wildcouger to Erik Morillo’s birthday bash, a party with quite a few HOUSEhold names behind the wheels of steel of whom Wildcouger knows at least half – damn this guy is well connected, and lots of hot girls in a large venue…set for a perfect night.

Unfortunately Wildcouger is absolutely tired from the night before and a day at the boat show; he cancels. Now, I can be a chode and spend my Saturday night at home or go to one of the bars that used to be on top of my favorites list a while ago, of course the second option becomes reality.

Last summer, this place has seen me almost every weekend and there I picked up the two best affairs I have had last summer. At that bar I, I have always been fascinated, actually mesmerized, by this extremely hot black girl behind the bar, but I have never hit on her…rule number three at work….which has been broken tonight ;)

It is packed as usual and I go upstairs cause it is easier to get a drink there and I love to have a venue overview in the beginning of the night. Funny enough, I run into a couple of friends from another city and spend the evening chatting with them, hadn’t seen them for a while.

When I want to order my first drink, the hot barkeeper says “you want a gin & tonic, right?” Ok, she remembers what I drink, even though she gets a thousand different orders per night and I haven’t been there for a while, IOI deluxe. I order a coke and she’s like “really? Normally you drink g&t, don’t you?” “Yeah, I do, but right now I don’t; you guys must have some sort of a cola in your wide assortment of drinks, don’t you (smirk smile)?” She smiles and gets me the coke. A minute later I accidentally find myself gaming a blond girl with a Hawaiian flower necklace right in front of the barkeeper’s and my friends’ noses. Chill back with my friends again, the girl wasn’t really my type.

At some point, the sexy black barkeeper invites me and a couple of my friends to take a shot with her and her colleague, the place normally doesn’t give away free drinks at all. She doesn’t make straight eye contact with me at the time of saying cheers so I grab / claw her and whisper in her ear that this missing eye contact will cause her to have at least seven years of bad sex. She smiles and says “oh shit, what now?” “ Gotta live with it girl, or follow the official rules of cheers to begin with” We have another cheers , this time with intense eye contact, she melts. This was roughly the first time that we’ve exchanged more than drinks and money…

I leave the place early, around 02:00am, and run into her on my way out. She asks “are you gonna be here next weekend? Please come by next weekend!” Here in Amsterdam, hired guns don’t give shit if people come back or not and they also don’t care about tips, strangely enough, the bouncers expect tips, the barkeepers don’t. Basically, I know that she has been totally into me on Saturday night, but I somehow did not number-close her, still tried to follow rule number three then. I have thought about it long and hard; yes I can miss this bar on my list of regular places if shit hits the fan. The decision is made, I will get her number coming Friday and pursue her…hard! It is likely that there is a glorious cappuccino type of lay report coming up in the next few weeks!

Satisfaction

Sunday, March 8, 2009

LR: High Calorie Sandwich in the Park – or I wish I didn’t know pick-up when I am Drunk

It is Friday and I am set to go for a few drinks with some friends I know from our university days, we all live in Amsterdam at the moment. Clearly a none game, but friendly drinking night…at least that is the plan.

After drinking for a few hours, and getting quite tipsy, I run into a some blond, 40 year old, slightly larger milf, maybe a six, if you wanna use the old scale. Don’t really know what happened but think she said something that somehow made me feel challenged and switched the hardcore sexual side of my game on. I don’t really care what other people think of me but when I am drunk I do not give a fuck in the worst possible way.

I isolate the milf from the other two dudes she is with and straight start talking sexually to which she responds well, the convo keeps developing that way for 10 more minutes, as far as I can remember, I pushed it fucking hard. My friends are leaving and the bar is closing; by now I have grabbed her tits, ass and pussy as well as put her hand on my dick.

I slam her against the wall outside make out with her and tell her that I wanna fuck her…hard! She tries to take a bit of control and that makes me even more dominant…and her more attracted. She doesn’t wanna go to her place and I don’t wanna wake up next to her so we don’t go to mine.

This sounds really weird but after another wall slam, I lead to the park, make out, take her pants off, actually caveman style rip her string off her, tell her to turn around and fuck her in the park in the middle of Amsterdam. Oh yeah, she also took some coke, but I am not into that shit…

On the one hand it is cool, cause it is all about making more sandwiches and a couple of high calorie ones here and there don’t hurt; on the other hand I wish my game knowledge and experience would be inaccessible when I am drunk cause I wouldn’t fuck a coked up, 40 year old milf 6 in the middle of a park (or anywhere) sober.

Well it is all about making sandwiches…

Satisfaction

FR: A couple of drinks and a hot nurse’s number on Thursday night

Went out for a couple of drinks with Wildcouger on Thursday night, short night (couple of hours) cause we both have to work on Friday. We meet the bar we always meet at, small place but lots of hot girls and Wildcouger knows the personnel, good place to enjoy a few drinks and girls on a Thursday night.

Wildcouger opens and small talks to girls left and right and I am kind of chilling back a little until this very cute non-Dutch looking girl walks by towards the bathroom. I open her on the way back to her table by simple saying, “ hey you don’t look Dutch!”, she stops I smile and say “are you British”, keep smiling, she smiles back and says “no, I am Australian, where are you from?”. We have a nice little conversation but I don’t take it anywhere because she seems kind of prudish. At some point I let her go back to her table and join Wildcouger who has re-opened a blond 2set, one of them got stopped by Wildcouger earlier and talked to us for a while, cute funny blond nurse. Her friend is also very funny and quite cute as well. I focus on the blond nurse, she is a bit tipsy but super hot in my opinion. At some point she asks me if I was gay, which happens sometimes and is great cause there is only one appropriate response, the kiss-claw combo response with a bit of bite on the side.

I gently brush her hair to the side then I move in hard to kiss and bite her neck while having my arm around her in firm grip. “Do you still think I am gay?” “I dunno” she tipsily says. This is the point where I should have just gone for a short but full make-out…but I didn’t. We bounce to another bar with the girls, have one more drink and one more neck kiss and exchange phone numbers as well as the following sms later on that night.

Me: hope you biked home without crashing into anybody;)? Kiss and see you next time!

Her: Luckily I survived and nobody crashed into me, now I am going to sleep nicely. Did you get sexually harassed by any gay guys on your way home? Hihihi…Joke, sleep well X

We’ll see where I take this. More funny things happened this weekend.

So long,

Satisfaction

Thursday, March 5, 2009

LR: Taking the sauna day 2 all the way!

So after a long day of client work on Wednesday I am happy to see the girl I met in the sauna on Tuesday. Before I go, I check the internet one last time and see Brad’s new article about dominance and leading which I read, just like I also listened to Brad’s mastermind CD on the same topic earlier that week. After quickly reading the article I arrive two minutes late in the lobby and the girl acts like she doesn’t appreciate hit but hey, I know it is not a big deal, laugh it off, tell her to behave and take her outside. She asks where we are going and I tell her we’re going to this great cocktail bar in the old part of the city. She tells me that she only drinks beer and wine which I flat out ignore, thinking that the place will surely have either wine or beer or both.

At the tram stop awaits more logistical resistance, the next tram is coming in 18 minutes, she goes like, “hey why don’t we just go to this Chinese restaurant around the corner instead and have some wine there” but I am not settling for some chodey Chinese restaurant when I can go to a chilled out cocktail bar that’s even called chill out. So I tell, “ look we can call a taxi but we should really go to (hype up, hype up….) cocktail bar, let’s go!” and I grab my phone and she is like “no wait it is only 8 more minutes”. There we go, I think… We talk for the remaining time about random stuff that I cannot remember but I kept teasing her a little bit and grabbed her from time to time…claw style.

After tram and bus, yes there is an overnight tram track construction as well, we arrive after only 20 minutes of travel and take a quick walk to the bar where we drink two bottles of white wine over 3.5 hours.

While at the bar we have all types of comfort talk about everything and nothing, but I make sure that we increasingly talk about crazy things we have done and sex as well as one night stands towards the end of the evening. At some point early on in the conversation I tell her that I bite, she looks at me stunned, I look at her with laser determination for a second and then I just move in and bite her neck, I bite her neck a couple more times throughout the night. Another way of getting physical, I grab her leg (calf) and start massaging it. She refuses the massage at first and also looks at me strangely after the first bite but hey it is all good fun and really nothing special to me in that moment. I just do it again until she gets very comfortable with it.

At the end of the night, I grab her hand she puts her other hand on top of it and there is a moment of intense eye contact. “Let’s go”, with her hand firmly in mine I lead her out of the bar to the taxis, in the taxi to our hotel we start making out and don’t stop until we’re there. We get into the elevator and I press my floor she presses hers which comes first, when the door opens, I slam her against the elevator wall, starting making out heavily and press the door close button. She says “oh maybe we should leave this till next time” and I tell her to chill and that we won’t do anything she doesn’t want to do.

Basically we get into my room there is one more wall slam, a bed slam and then it is full glory time. Next day at the office was hard, but getting to sleep at four in the morning was worth it.

So long,

Satisfaction