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* FOLLOW MY STRATEGY AND YOUR NIGHT WILL NEVER AGAIN TURN INTO ANY OF THESE THREE THINGS… SLOW, ARDUOUS OR GRUELLING!

* Understand that you are a creature of HABIT. What you did before you will do again. Break your old “VIEWING, REACTIVE, SPECTATOR – MODE PATTERN”. Just get out there and fucking make shit happen! Create a new pattern!

I have better and better nights because I follow THIS pattern…

Entering the Venue:

* Start out with a warm up set. This is huge. Build momentum. But don’t worry about it… just BE. If you’re constantly questioning yourself as to whether you are in the zone or not, the ‘zone’ will constantly elude you. Let state come from within. You will give “less of a fuck” as the night goes on and the momentum will take care of itself. Don’t give a fuck about giving less of a fuck! Speak to your first group within 3 seconds of walking into the venue… NO HESITATION… AND IT DOESN’T EVEN MATTER WHO YOU TALK TO! What’s more, any lame ass line will do… that doesn’t matter either. You just need to start breaking those old spectator mode habits such as walking around the venue to “see if there are hot girls there”. You can start the first few interactions by simply asking ” hey what time does this place shut” or “what time does it get busy” or “Hey what’s the occasion.” COMPLETELY LAME right? Maybe, but you just need that momentum… remember!And no running straight to the bar to buy a drink before you “check out the venue”. What do you want to be a spectator or a creator? The longer you leave it, the longer you’re the spectator, the more you start listening to that little bastard voice in the head. When I’m in a busy club I walk round saying random shit to everyone. That’s EVERYONE. I don’t care. Complete self amusement… I’m having a LOT of fun.

* Fuck that voice!! The smaller the time in between different groups of people, the less in your head you will be!

* Momentum truly is a wonderful thing!

* A little side note regarding alcohol… If a women senses you are confident because you are slightly tipsy then if makes it a lot harder for her to build attraction for you. Don’t hide behind ALCOHOL… don’t be one of THOSE guys who tell their friends “I’M OKAY ONCE I’VE HAD A DRINK.” Replace alcohol with momentum.It won’t take long before you start taking bigger risks. The more you practice, the more you start to say things that are completely congruent with who you are instead of those bullshit LAME ASS openers that you don’t give a shit about the answers to. You start going more direct. You start getting more physical… more SEXUAL. As a side note: If you’re in one venue for the night you have a choice… Build the momentum gradually or designate an “obliteration venue” wherein you give yourself a time limit. Around ten minutes maybe. Bust in and speak to EVERYONE within that time. Be completely outcome free. You can start off lame, but you want to get more and more direct.

* What I mean when I say direct is be more “Authentic” and “Congruent”.

* I work in a bar on most Friday nights where I constantly get to flirt with hot women. One night I finished early but the momentum stayed with me and as I was walking home I made a very direct approach on a VERY tall and beautiful blonde lady I observed through the window as I walked past a late night bar. Direct walk up… Hold eye contact. I took her away from all the guys she was with and bought her a drink. Yeah that’s right guys… I bought her a drink! And then I took her home and did naughty things to her!! Not one of her friends stopped her. Pure confidence!! And I tell you now, if that was the first girl I’d spoken to that night there would have been no way I would of gone in hard as I did. The momentum had gathered me up to a peak!

* Entering the Venue Part II:
* So now we have the foundations – the way you should be approaching a night out and the importance of momentum – I want to talk about the interactions themselves…
* As you build up your flow you will start to have more interactions, more conversations. You will start taking bigger “risks”.
* I don’t really care what she says for the first couple of minutes as she has her “club shield up”. It can be brought down with either high energy of low energy absurdity.
* The randomness of the night makes the fun factor kick in, but I’m still going to shoot to kill. I normally buzz around the club either in high energy mode or low energy mode. Both, however, have the overall goal of going out TO GET LAID… either that night or at a later date.
* I don’t stay in one mode or the other, but I’m definitely in low energy mode for the larger percentage of the night. I used to be a complete nut case and just run around being a clown and I still enjoy adding in some of this stuff. But it’s all about balance. I find balance at a ratio of 80/20 (low to high).

High Energy Mode:

High fives!

Say Cheers (while touching glasses).

Scream WHOOOO! (and scream it with your hands up in the air while standing in the middle of a large group).

You can even walk up singing the song that’s playing or even just mime it! Just hold eye contact no matter what is playing.

Use ‘QUIRKY’ openers. Get your wing to choose them for you. Some of my recent ones include:

“Hi… I’m Brad Pit”

“Who lies more? Turtles or dolphins…

And the classic ‘Thundercats’ opener.. SNNNAAAAAARRRRFFFF!!! Hoooooooo!!

Think of your own though, don’t just use these. It really doesn’t matter what it is. The Funnier YOU find it the better. YOU are outcome free, remember…

So dance like you’re mental. Pump your fists in air, make your face expressive. Go down on one knee. Anything… in a pure “I don’t give a shit style’. Dance like a chicken even. PURE SELF AMUSEMENT ! “Being the party” is very important. But be it for you, without looking for a specific reaction. Draw state from within. Don’t let your state be dictated by external forces.

Soon you’ll be amusing yourself while going for instant make outs on the dancefloor – then it’s kiss closing in bathrooms… and even LOVE MAKING IN THE LAV!!

Low Energy Mode:

This is my foundation or default state when I’m in club! I go into low energy mode when I feel I’ve reached the HOOK POINT. Once there I can go into LOW ENERGY mode and leave the girl to invest the greater energy into the interaction. It’s simple… resting purely on the subtleties of that inner smile.

I’m engaging in the purest form with the person I’m talking to.

I’m doing everything other than trying.

I’m pure congruency. I’m not trying and not even trying not to try.

I’m simply PRESENT, yet my momentum is propelling me forwards.

I’m taking up a lot of space.

My body movements are smooth.

* I’m not needy. I’m not checking out the women or anything else for that matter… if a glass smashes… no big deal. A fight breaks out…no big deal. I probably wouldn’t even notice! It’s pure presence in motion and there’s no looking to the environment for cues… I’m demonstrating complete internal validation.

Comparing The Two:

* I find that it’s balls on the line in high energy state… that’s where I’m making shit happen. BUT, low energy state is where I’m getting the opportunities to speak to the women I really like the look of. I build a lot of value up from high energy state… because I’m the party. I stand out immeasurably from all the losers who are just stood there observing and CHECKING OUT the hot girls … trying to build up enough courage to go and actually speak to one of them. And then I’m just chill and the fluctuation between these two modes is dynamite. I find that after only 15 minutes in a venue a lot of women are already making it really easy for us to open them. They’re leaning against walls and making subtle eye contact. Or they’re brushing past and standing right next to us. Sometimes they’re so close that my body can’t help but be touching theirs.
* It’s purely from the vibe we give off… and this is where I start picking off the hotties!
* I realise that the dynamics of interactions, at the start, can be hard to crack so I’ve come up with some classic stuff that gets the conversation easily flowing. If you did everything above properly then you won’t need to “worry” about silence or what to say next. What’s your opener? Like I said before… IT’S NO BIG DEAL!
* Say “Hey what’cha looking at girl! (do it with a cheeky smile that grins from inside out)
* Say “You guys look like you are from (insert random country here! But make it something random and fun like North or South Kenya, Korea or even Wales!)
* Say “I bet you guys live together…”
* Ask them who the boss is?
* Tell her you bet she’s a little trouble maker!
* Or maybe just ask her to introduce you to her friend (but say it with that same cheeky smile)

All of the above can be used both as openers and follow through statements.

* Mindset:
* The beginning is the real test to all interactions. Stay in there, stay calm. Remember, If you get lots and lots of resistance go through the above sections and see where you may have made your mistakes. Just don’t expect no resistance at all… it’s a bi-product of the situation. Women have shield they use to defend themselves against random guys who approach them in bars (I’ll tell you how to disarm them later). But when I’m interacting with her, I’m thinking she’s just my bratty little girl… my source of entertainment.
* I’m metaphorically asking her “Are you going to let your social conditioning stop you from having a great time with a guy like me?
* I’m telling her “Don’t mess up young lady…”
* I’m NOT thinking “Is this working?”
* I’m NOT thinking “Does she think I’m weird?”
* I’m NOT thinking “Does she like me?” or “what technique or line shall I say now that will make her like me?”
* I see the interaction as pure self amusement. I don’t take it serious. She tells me to fuck off… it’s literally funny to me and as a result she tells me I’m attractive. But either reaction is the same. Outside sources do not affect my self worth or my self esteem. I choose my state not her. YES… EVEN IF SHE TELLS ME IM HOT… I really don’t care what she thinks.
* I have no reason to be there other than my own selfish desires.
* I can just walk off whenever I want.
* I can say whatever I want.
* And I never react to what they say until I have equal investment in the interaction.
* I’m like the white pool ball. Constantly throwing shit at them. Breaking them down and ploughing through until I get those AFC questions….What’s your name?”, “Where you from?
* Yeah, I give it back. I reward the effort… I don’t then go “ha got you!” to myself and pretend to be smooth. I just stay congruent and unaffected by the situation!
* I definitely don’t try to act cool and make them work harder at first… because they won’t! Like the guy I ask “where are you from” who replies “Guess”…It’s too cocky too early and I’m just left thinking “TWAT!” Unless it’s done with charm and cheeky chappie smile its not a good idea to have her work too hard…… at first.
* Then I just vibe…. I talk about random shit….. I am completely myself. I speak honestly and when she asks me what brought me out tonight I tell her honestly too “I’M OUT TO MEET COOL GIRLS”

I DON’T TRY TO PROVE TO HOT WOMEN THAT I HAVE VALUE… I JUST ASSUME IT!

* And as the interaction goes on suddenly you find yourself in a conversation where the initial social awkwardness has been removed and now you’re both vibing…

The difference is that she is reacting to me… and not the other way around.

Feel free to message me with any questions

Hey Bro,

Here is a bit of background of how I got into game.

Part 1 Age 9 to 17 years

These a point to this whole story (somewhere lol)….

Most people ask me on seminars/bootcamps and 1on1’s were you always this good with women, here’s your answer.

Really I don’t consider myself ginger not anymore, that person isn’t dead but merged with a higher being an evolved Rob/Beckster. Some might say altar ego. Cool

It was fine at primary school St John’s I even had a girl friend and a few snogs and the girl next door (well 2 doors away) was my girl friend to, she even came to me with her friend and said can we both go out with you, I was 9 or 10 at the time. She even lock me in her room smoke cigs and said if I didn’t kiss her she would say it was me.

I was definitely a natural them days, I even was thinking of routines to pull girls then.
So no issues with my hair colour then.

Secondary came Sheen school, yes you guessed it so did the names and bullying a lot of my friends went to other schools, I always stuck up for myself or ignored people that hassled me but it did dent my confidence by probably 90% which is a hell of a lot I was now an total AFC.
I had one girl friend through this time and not for long and it was at 13.
I fancied a girl at school who I hardly ever spoke to (now I know her very well but that’s for later maybe).

I went to Richmond college with a new attitude in life and I didn’t know anyone in my class and not many in my college.

I changed my hair style to curtains it was either that or a skin head (wish I’d gone for the skin head now).

One girl knew me called Candy ran over to me and we chatted that never happened in secondary school. We made friends other the holidays and she was friends with my buddy Spanners. She noticed my new hair it gave me a boast of confidence.

In my class I just tried being alpha and funny and ended up the main guy in the class, which wasn’t hard as there were no cool people in it.
I ended up pulling one girl in the class who had a major crush on my, not the best looker but best in the class.

The year ended I was 17 and I had grown in confidence but this next year was filled with all knew people and they were cool, I still had red hair but I had put a few blond highlights in it. Also some guys and girls acted like the alphas and bullies in my secondary school.
I stuck to my guns and held the frame of the leader like the year before, people still laughed at my jokes but also tested me, but as an equal this time. No one tried to bully me and no one mentioned my red hair but my mate I had made there.

He was Filipino called Jay and rolled with some could be dangerous very high alpha people.
Meeting them was very hard specially cos I was the only white boy. Jay and I also rolled with another guy and his posse, again I was the only white kid and these guys were also HARD. In both groups there were the guys that liked me and those that ignored me and a few they didn’t really want me around and tried to shit test me, but never about my hair. No one would hassle me about my hair even a few guys from my secondary school that use to.

Also I grow 7 inches over this period which made me 6 foot yes I was small at school too and skinny and pale.
I now walked with confidence and started buy semi decent clothes.

I slowly lightened my hair bit by bit to make it look natural not just a over night change. I also started putting some fake tan on not loads just like summer glow cream. I styled my hair like Leonardo DiCaprio in Romeo + Juliet (1996) and made my eyebrows a little darker, I copied his face expressions and mannerism. http://bahcecikdevekusu.com/caprio/romeo/

I was even confident enough to go for a job interview remember I was super unconfident not long ago.

In a cinema there are 1000’s of sets a day and I was soon to meet someone very influential to my life who will also introduce me to Speed seduction. Cool

Age 18 to 20

So I was going out to Kingston wear baggy white shitty shirts and black trousers shinny buckle shoes and a crap hair style

I had spots and didn’t have confidence yet to speak to women

I went to Kingston a lot as I had a few friends around there also pubs in Putney were I worked. I could talk to the girls from work and very quickly learned to tease them and neg them.

Though in the course of a year and a half I deflowered 1 girl and snogged and messed around in bed with another. Also the girl I slept with friend use to visit and I snogged her she wanted to be my GF but I left it, then later she went back with her old BF so I shamelessly stole her back then called it off again. Now why was I doing this as I couldn’t ever get girls. Well the reason is that I’d been studying Speed seduction.

So I’m just 19 and I go to the pub with my mate and his dad, I meet his dad’s mates who are older then me by 7, 8, and 10 years

One guy Mathew was 6,10 feet tall and built, fuck peacocking everyone knew he was about.

Then the Justin he was the older of the bunch 6,2 healthy and smiley, clever guy

Then there was Blade, suit jacket and bottoms, tight white t-shirt, long dark straightened hair, New Rock boots making him about 6,2

He leaned on an umbrella which he sometimes span around and pointed with and used as a prop. I have always been able to sum people up really well and I knew this guy had a secret, he was very charming and friendly, good body language and spoke softly but clearly. He had an outrageous laugh which made you laugh, he didn’t drink hardly ever smoked and trained a lot as he was well build, he looked a bit like Antonio Bandreas.

We all got on really well and I was the cheeky young chappy of the group, Blade soon became a really good friend as did the others. He started taking me to the westend were he would stop girls in the street and have then shut there eyes and go on a journey with him, or a roller coaster ride or talk about objects in shop or coffee shops. It was all so wonderful and interesting to me, I had to have in!!! Shocked

So Blade told me there was this Guru out there called Ross J and he taught guys to meet chicks in the streets and coffee shops and stores

So I tried in the Cinema at work and got a gorgeous Swedish girls to go on a date with me, she still remains one of the best looking girls I have been with we had a few dates till she went back to Sweden, but I did mess up our first date by wearing too much aftershave she sneezed all the way through the film Tongue

I use to read all Ross’s newsletters waiting eagerly for the new one to come out also had his tapes (no CD’s then) and Ross had his little book out then too, which I still have

My first ever opener which I used all the time was “has anyone ever told you you’re a shining example of genetic perfection”? I told Ross this a few weeks ago in X’s flat and he laughed and said sorry for that, I replied “why it got me laid so much and still does”. Then I told him my SS line, he loved it Grin

Anyway back to the story, so I still had no clue about club game Ross’s stuff was for day game. In Kingston for the 1yr I had been going I only ever got one snog on the dance floor.
So I thought its time to start perfecting my own art of seduction…..

Beckster

I will post this Lay report as is different to the my usual ways of Beckster pua to Fclose

Beckster normally have day2’s at my place as thats normally where they end up so might as well cut out the middle bit right

Anyway sometimes it’s not possible and Beckster must live the comfort of my castle to gain the hand of the princess.

Well last night Beckster was out on a day2 with HB8Lightblueeyes and I meet her in a gay/mixed club, as you can find really hot women in there and their Bitch shield is turned off and they might think your gay so they try to be the one that turns you etc

A good line I use in gay/mixed bars is

“If Beckster wasn’t gay I’d take you straight home” or “Wow you could turn a guy like me”.

Anyway with HB8Lightblueeyes I didn’t use these but just went in with natural game, we did some option questions on each other like “blind fold or tied up”, “quickie or foreplay” thought I heat things up quickly as I had my arm around her waist from the word go, also I was face brushing her (when you talk in her ear brush your face against hers and very very gently blow against her ear, so gently in fact that she’s not sure if you did or not) then she will normally reciprocate when talking in your ear remember to lean back in order to give her the chance to, then lean in quickie so that you both very close)

The place was closing and she said

HB8Lightblueeyes:One last question, G..
I quickly intruptide before she could get it out, grabbed her arm and pulled her to the nearest drinks ledge off the dance floor (mini venue change).
Me: You can ask me anything but am I Gay or Straight.
HB8Lightblueeyes:(She laughs) How did you know I was going to say that, ok gay or Bi?
I laughed and never answered.
Me: Guess by the way I kiss.
HB8Lightblueeyes: Ok
Kclose then #close
then she leaves.
Time duration from meet to leave 4mins.
I may add the out of the only 3 girls in the club she was the only HB.

Speed this up now Beckster text her 10mins later and she texts back arrange for her to come over Thursday.
2 days later I text her, no answer, later that day I text her again, no answer so I leave it and Wednesday she texts me do the go to (name of gym) gym.
I text something funny about her following me etc.
She calls me and shes sorry (now I got her).

HB8Lightbllueeyes:We still on for Thursday?
Me: Gotta meet people first then can meet you for 1.30 hours then gotta meet other people thought you had got lost at sea?
HB8Lightbllueeyes: Busy you, well I got tea with the queen later anyway, cool speed dating (I was thinking cool speed suduction).

We meet are Beckster change the time on her first then the tube station later, she even gets there 10mins early and I get there 5mins late

Take her to a little bar I know with a sofa.

Make her nearly piss herself laughing, we both get a round in, then I say sorry I gotta go, she says really I thought you used that as a get out clause, nope I would tell you straight I hate BS (said with a smile)

I’m gonna kiss you before I go, we kiss for few mins then I leave. Meet my mates and my LTR everyone went home after few hours. I text her she calls I go over in cab and Robert’s your mother brother

Total time knowing this girl before Fclose 1hour 15mins but the time gap in the middle of the day while shes thinking about adds up as time you see.

So you leave the mon such a high then go back after a while, they relize when your gone they left bored. I like to call this CAPTURE AND RECAPTURE. Smiley

My other lays this week were fitter but used my stardard game on them so not worth taking about.

For now soooo long……

Beckster

Just a quick ONS report

For a talk about this one as it slightly different to other ONS is I have experienced, of a while bowling around TT on Saturday night number closing Scandinavian’s I decided to grab one and dance

I opened with a mild basic GSF engager:
Me: Do you think I would look good in a Clit?
HBScandi: What?
Me: Do you think Good look good in a kilt?
HBScandi: Yes I like men’s legs, do you own a kilt?
Me: Yes or wear it on our next date.
HBScandi: really??
Me: if you’re lucky.

Fluff, C&F, Dance spin her show off a little.

HBScandi: Do you want a drink?
Me: about time, surprise me?
HBScandi: laughs ok.
(Smirnoff ice was brought back, her first deposits on me which I know she did not want to lose about getting the final product, me!)

The change seated area, she lost bracelet worth £400 I asked a loss property they said call in a morning

She was unhappy and was nearly crying

I’d cheered her up

Major Kino, kclose, DeepGame talk. One hour from meeting back at her place. Tongue
Then said listen its time for us to go and then led her out to the taxi rank.
She paid for the taxi (second deposit on me)

All the way through the journey she said I think you should go home.
These were big sh*t tests, she also said to you want to f*ck me?
I said yes but I want to be your friend.

She kept saying the sentence at least 20 times even when we were back drinking top champagne in her luxury apartment in Edgware Road penthouse

I eventually caveman her, picked her up and said now I’m going to F*ck you hard, then tossed her on the bed

She did everything and so did I

In her Condom draw was 5 vibrators and furry white hand cuffs, tons of lub sachets I borrowed a couple.

Verdict: no matter how big the sh*t there is always away around it, the bigger the test the hard you fight back.

Clown to Crown

Beckster

I was in the airport doing my usual pick up artist stuff, I love airports for sarging meeting so many people who have time on their hands while waiting for their flight. I checked in with 30 seconds to spare then found out that my plane had been delayed due to the weather/rain I was with my client so we decided go sarging.

A good one is to try on 2 aftershaves (think this is Mystery’s routine) and ask options about it I have a slightly different version were they kiss each waist.

So we passed by a store and low and behold I saw

Who is one of my top sexiest women, I give my digi-cam to my client and said film this. It was like a time stopping bomb had hit the aiport, there was a big 5m creator around her and everyone was deadly silent apart from a few whispers.

Even though she is Swedish she had a big loud American ancient and she stood 6.4 in heels, wearing big black Hollywood sunglasses Cool and big blond hair. I have never seen someone with such presence. Only a few shop attendance were talking to her, which made it harder for me to go straight in.

She change shops, again a mass followed and whispered, again the shop attendants helped her. She brought load of perfumes etc.

I turned away from her and looked for something to see behind me, I found something better then a mirror cos she would have maybe saw that I could see her coming. I found a black Perspex shelf where I could see behind me and she couldn’t see me looking. I also made sure it would be in the path she would walk out of the shop.

I saw her coming she was in a hurry as are all famous people, I turn kino’ed looked up she was taller then me by 2 and a half inches, it was the rush of fear and excitement I have lost and longed for for years now. I know most of you hate it and think it’s a curse but its the fuel that keeps me going in set that’s why I had to develop a way to pull in 2-20mins.

So the feeling of a goddess and women I have always fancied big time and the audience of Heathrow terminal 1 around me I began.

Me: You know you can totally help me out here (pause quickly continue without permission)…now I have 2 lovely (point to self) smells on my waists (point to waist then other waist) I stood standing side ways ish and she walk back.

Me: I would like to know which one is most excitable?Huh (raise eyebrow)
(It was hard to judge her as well as I’d like as she had sun glasses on).
I could have heard a pin drop in the place, it seemed like all the men in Heathrow were holding there breathe.

Little giggle Cheesy
SHB = (Superhotbabe)
SHBceleb: Ok.

Now in her Swedish ancient, to me if a women giggles Cheesy (not to be confused with laughs she is totally happy in your company) also she is comfortable to stop her American twang.

She garbs arm and smells one then the another at a normal speed then again the first,

SHBceleb: This one is too sweet and feminine the other is masculine. Is it for your girl friend? (ello, hold tight sweetie I need trust, comfort and connection before we go there and all we have is lust. No I didn’t say this but I should have plus she is married).
I don’t answer her question.

Me: So the masculine one is best for me then?
SHBceleb: Yes nodding.
Me: tacks-mucka (can’t spell it) means thank you very much in Swedish.
SHBceleb: giggles again reply your welcome in Swedish and then something else which I couldn’t translate.

We wave bye to each other. She looks back once more when she is 6ish meters away.
I walk towards my client and on the way some guy shouts out you should have ask this man advice on perfume and points for the shop worker, I put my hand on his shoulder and said that would defeat the purpose now wouldn’t it, people laugh I walk and feel like Bruce Willis walking out the space shuttle in Armageddon. Cool

Got to my client he said I messed up the camera turned its self off doh!!!

I learn’t a lot from sarging an A-list maybe B-list mixed with SHB’dome.
And lastnight I hung out with and shared a taxi and number close another B-list celeb and got pics, didn’t go in for coffee had LTR waiting for me, but will write that up Monday, off out now to Embrassy if anyones coming. Going with to extremely hot girl’s.

Beckster

Living vicariously with Mystery …

Alrighty gents, I got a phone today at 1:30pm from the voluptuous girl from the party last week. Her name is … um, Annette. Sure. OK, thus Annette (A for short) calls me because my last email to her had her asking her to call me. I left my # with her. Thus she did. She talked for about 10 minutes about anything but sex – in fact, I chatted like she was my good friend and we just shot the shit. I then said, come over. So she said she would come over after effort. I tidy’d up and then at 7:30pm she called saying she was on her way over while I was talking to my buddy Tal. So she arrived and came to my bedroom where my computer was. she sat beside me on the bed and I played her an mp3 file I ripped off a CD. It was a folk tune and I made her listen to it with her eyes closed. This changed her state to one of connection … as the song was called The Turtle Valley Snow. I then played some depressing songs (but really good ones) like from Counting Crows and this made it all serious in the room. I then played some fun fast stuff.

We talked about my computer and my preferred music and then talked about science for a bit … cosmology and mortality. We enjoyed all others company. I then got real close to her and as we were talking I kissed her neck. It was very normal. I talked some more and kissed some and then asked if she liked getting her neck bitten. She said yes thus I did. I then asked her to stick her tongue out and I sucked on it. Ok, so we goofed happily (top off tits sucks, my shirt off nippled bitten, I kissed her ass and licked her everywhere … but … and she was very embarrassed about this …she was on her period and didn’t mean for us to get this far. Thus I said, hey its normal and we just played kissy and bitey and touchy. I rubbed her pussy from the exterior of her panties and kissed her stomach and tongued her belly button. We massaged each other and rubbed and scratched but didn’t DO the sex thing. It was ok though. I am a man of CONTROL!!!!!! I am the master of my domain. King of the castle. So at 11pm she got dressed and we had dry humped all other and really had some CLEAN enjoyment. I would have LOVED to cock her but she wasn’t able to due to nature issues nor did I have any co0ndoms here thus it was fine. I would have liked a blow job though but that’s a little one sided for the first time. I COULD have talked her into it I’m sure but I would like to set this up for some longer term fun. Im not a very selfish person. We enjoyed all other tonight. I walked her to her car holding hands and we were all kissy kissy. I mean kissy! We were very enjoyable together. It was all enjoyable.

As a side note to those who haven’t been with a girl in a while. It’s worth it dude! Just TRY and fail and try and fail and try again. And then when a young woman DOES accept you, and you are with her snacking on her tits, your eyes all glassy and you are totally immersed in tits, your ego is satiated. You feel so enjoyable. It’s a woman. Feminine creature. Her smell, her softness, the feel of the back of her head – her soft hair, her belly button, taking a bite out of her ass. A warm wet tongue in your mouth. Fuck, its so … normal. EVERYONE should have this connection with a young woman … every DAY! I need more. Too bad she couldn’t stay the night. Too bad she wasn’t off her period. Too bad I didn’t have condoms. Too bad it wasn’t the weekend. Good news is, I Recognize FOR 100% FACT that she and I will see each other again and YES the sex will be good. I Recognize this. We did almost everything except the actual cock out of pants pussy in open air DO! Another time. I want things to be right.

She drove off with a smile on her face. I went back into my apartment with a smile on mine Mmmm …. I LOVE women!