The Approach Thread
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ksbms · 2015-09-05 09:02:00 · #2326
(09-03-2015 10:14 PM)Mess O. Wrote: The college scene presents what has become among the most prominent, and yet, interesting challenges - while in the very midst of executing an approach, maybe 9 other fucking gorgeous girls will stroll by at differing time intervals . . . and I'll feel an urge to actually disengage from the current play in order to give chase upon an even more intriguing target. Jesus. Lock on to ONE prospect, see it through, and then move on.
That kind of shit would weigh on me while still mired in the chasing phase, as I'd be honing in on one girl, but get latched on to another goin' in an opposite direction, and then even a 3rd time, culminating in [i]zero[/] actual approaches. Again, focus on one, play it through, and only then move along onto the next object of desire.
True that, adrenaline is pumping through your system making you ecstatic you can talk to any girl you want. Yet, you can't do that simulatenously with all of them. Lock on the girl who you fancy most and just wipe out from your visiual field the others. If you choose the one your brain prefers, you'll probably be as genuine as you can and put maximum effort.
Mess O. · 2015-09-05 16:22:00 · #2327
^Very well put.
Mess O. · 2015-09-05 16:28:00 · #2328
While at Target, I opened a tall, lanky girl in a long striped skirt as she was perusing the makeup aisle. I asked her if she knew where the nail clippers were, following up with some banter regarding the wide selection of skin care crud available there. I was hard-pressed to compete against her phone, so I broke it off and drifted to another aisle, only to re-engage her as she just happened to appear there. She could hardly be bothered to even look up. Once more, I drifted to another aisle, and again, she wanders into the same one, but once she sees that I'm there, she promptly averts her cart away.
Initially, I had noticed that the one and only item in her cart was a box of tampons. Now, there had to have been a snappy line I coulda thrown down on that, but hell, the things ya don't think of right then and there.
I'd be thrilled to hear suggestions for that one . . .
Initially, I had noticed that the one and only item in her cart was a box of tampons. Now, there had to have been a snappy line I coulda thrown down on that, but hell, the things ya don't think of right then and there.
I'd be thrilled to hear suggestions for that one . . .
~wrIghter~ · 2015-09-05 23:02:00 · #2329
Approach #1
On my way to the gym yesterday I saw a cute, seemingly mixed girl 7.5, walking down the exit ramp from the train station. I quickened my pace to match hers and opened indirectly.
"Hey, excuse me". I removed my ear buds and she did the same.
"Hey, what's up?"
She has a really cute face, midlength hair, and nice eyes.
"Do you know where I could find xx Fitness? I have an appointment."
She tells me about the ones she know about and I mention them being near a familiar area that just happens to be in the direction she's headed. We walk, make small talk about where she's from, what we do for work, and the heat. I didn't flirt enough in the interaction. I did get her number when we got near her place of work and walked to the gym.
Approach #2
Back on the train platform, a blonde sales girl opened me. She appeared older (29/30ish).
"Hey, do you know what time the next train comes?"
I'd mentioned how the train just left around six minutes ago. Just as we began to build rapport, the noise of the train brings the conversation to a halt. I reengage her about work and traveling. She was actually headed to the airport for vacation. I didn't think to number close at the time, but I could tell there was some attraction on her part.
At my stop, I shook her hand goodbye and shot the shit with a male cosplayer with a sick costume. One of his hands was a freaking chainsaw! We spoke about his military background and his family. He actually led me to the right lobby and may have been my way in, as I didn't have a pass or a room card at the time. At the lobby we split.
Approach#3
Opened a cute asian girl(7.5), slim, petite, and she wore cat ears. When I opened her, she was swiping on tinder. (Damn girl socialize with real people in this very real social environment damn it). I notice this on her screen as I post up next to her (no anxiety at all on this day). "Trying to swipe right on me or something?" She minimized the app with the click of her thumb. Instead of walking away like most shy girls, she was
open to conversation. We bantered about our first time being there, her cat ears, (I did light kino), and then came little mermaid on some kind of rolling contraption. Like a child, she became distracted and went to take pictures right away. "OMG, the little mermaid! I'm going to take a picture." When this happened I got a phone call from my buddy Rab.
Bad reception, and an unfortunate interference. The girl had started back toward me but saw me on the phone. She turned around, making her way down the stairs. I never got the chance to grab her number. Wasn't going to follow/chase her either.
Later I met with a fellow player from the city and we caught up a bit before he headed back to work a panel at the local event.
Approach #4
On our way to find a friend, my buddy Rab comes across two hot, short, white girls Brunette 8 and Brunette 7.5.
He opens them asking for a picture (that there camera game) and they were down. These girls were in dresses (think club attire), not costumes. Surprisingly they had been here before and its usually something they like to do together. Both were flight attendants living in GA. We bantered playfully, flirtatiously, and got to know a little about them.
They had been drinking a little bit and dropped that they had taken molly. The shorter one was so DTF, that I could have kissed her after a few words. We split off to look for our friend again, but after bad communication on his party, we found ourselves on a party bus with psychedelic lights, and a great band.
I think after this moment, my wing and I were glowing. Like an aura was around us that made us unstoppable.
We went to find our buddy yet again and came across the same a girls by themselves (shocking). Rab reengages them and I join in when the 7.5 makes eye contact with me. We vibe really well this time. I felt like this would been the night that I get laid. The 8 was feeling me and my buddy. My hand on her ass and my around her friend I felt like THAT DUDE.
At some point in the interaction the 8 became very witty and turned the conversation sexual when my wing mentioned the old small town in which we attended college. While I spoke with her friend, her ass felt amazing against my palm. Perfect. I later became a bit stiff and she rubbed her ass up against it.
Her friend drops the bomb about being recently married and her friend celebrates being single. She mentions being the lucky one.
My buddy and I play off this. We can tell that both are DTF, even though the one stated being married. I keep her in the circle just to keep it foursome. If we didn't have to link up with our buddy I could of seen this night going in a totally different direction.
After sharing a water with the 8, getting grinded on
, and making a connection with these girls, we got their contact and left to meet our boy a house party that he decided to go to last minute.
TL: DR;
4 approaches, 2 numbers
Went from the gym to convention downtown
Ran night game with buddy
I haven't been out in a few weeks, so this was much needed. I'm definitely sharp when it comes to women I'm genuinely attracted to.
On my way to the gym yesterday I saw a cute, seemingly mixed girl 7.5, walking down the exit ramp from the train station. I quickened my pace to match hers and opened indirectly.
"Hey, excuse me". I removed my ear buds and she did the same.
"Hey, what's up?"
She has a really cute face, midlength hair, and nice eyes.
"Do you know where I could find xx Fitness? I have an appointment."
She tells me about the ones she know about and I mention them being near a familiar area that just happens to be in the direction she's headed. We walk, make small talk about where she's from, what we do for work, and the heat. I didn't flirt enough in the interaction. I did get her number when we got near her place of work and walked to the gym.
Approach #2
Back on the train platform, a blonde sales girl opened me. She appeared older (29/30ish).
"Hey, do you know what time the next train comes?"
I'd mentioned how the train just left around six minutes ago. Just as we began to build rapport, the noise of the train brings the conversation to a halt. I reengage her about work and traveling. She was actually headed to the airport for vacation. I didn't think to number close at the time, but I could tell there was some attraction on her part.
At my stop, I shook her hand goodbye and shot the shit with a male cosplayer with a sick costume. One of his hands was a freaking chainsaw! We spoke about his military background and his family. He actually led me to the right lobby and may have been my way in, as I didn't have a pass or a room card at the time. At the lobby we split.
Approach#3
Opened a cute asian girl(7.5), slim, petite, and she wore cat ears. When I opened her, she was swiping on tinder. (Damn girl socialize with real people in this very real social environment damn it). I notice this on her screen as I post up next to her (no anxiety at all on this day). "Trying to swipe right on me or something?" She minimized the app with the click of her thumb. Instead of walking away like most shy girls, she was
open to conversation. We bantered about our first time being there, her cat ears, (I did light kino), and then came little mermaid on some kind of rolling contraption. Like a child, she became distracted and went to take pictures right away. "OMG, the little mermaid! I'm going to take a picture." When this happened I got a phone call from my buddy Rab.
Bad reception, and an unfortunate interference. The girl had started back toward me but saw me on the phone. She turned around, making her way down the stairs. I never got the chance to grab her number. Wasn't going to follow/chase her either.
Later I met with a fellow player from the city and we caught up a bit before he headed back to work a panel at the local event.
Approach #4
On our way to find a friend, my buddy Rab comes across two hot, short, white girls Brunette 8 and Brunette 7.5.
He opens them asking for a picture (that there camera game) and they were down. These girls were in dresses (think club attire), not costumes. Surprisingly they had been here before and its usually something they like to do together. Both were flight attendants living in GA. We bantered playfully, flirtatiously, and got to know a little about them.
They had been drinking a little bit and dropped that they had taken molly. The shorter one was so DTF, that I could have kissed her after a few words. We split off to look for our friend again, but after bad communication on his party, we found ourselves on a party bus with psychedelic lights, and a great band.
I think after this moment, my wing and I were glowing. Like an aura was around us that made us unstoppable.
We went to find our buddy yet again and came across the same a girls by themselves (shocking). Rab reengages them and I join in when the 7.5 makes eye contact with me. We vibe really well this time. I felt like this would been the night that I get laid. The 8 was feeling me and my buddy. My hand on her ass and my around her friend I felt like THAT DUDE.
At some point in the interaction the 8 became very witty and turned the conversation sexual when my wing mentioned the old small town in which we attended college. While I spoke with her friend, her ass felt amazing against my palm. Perfect. I later became a bit stiff and she rubbed her ass up against it.
Her friend drops the bomb about being recently married and her friend celebrates being single. She mentions being the lucky one.
My buddy and I play off this. We can tell that both are DTF, even though the one stated being married. I keep her in the circle just to keep it foursome. If we didn't have to link up with our buddy I could of seen this night going in a totally different direction.
After sharing a water with the 8, getting grinded on
, and making a connection with these girls, we got their contact and left to meet our boy a house party that he decided to go to last minute.TL: DR;
4 approaches, 2 numbers
Went from the gym to convention downtown
Ran night game with buddy
I haven't been out in a few weeks, so this was much needed. I'm definitely sharp when it comes to women I'm genuinely attracted to.
studmuffin52 · 2015-09-06 03:05:00 · #2330
Feels like I’ve come a long way since I first started cold approaching. Have been day gaming when I’ve had the free time (ie. usually whilst doing my other daily errands), then full on dedicated night game on a Friday night with wings. Sometimes Saturdays too but it’s currently the busy post tax season for my work (have to work weekends sometimes) so I’ve cut back to one night game session per week (might see if I can do some individual night game on the Saturday, because if I go with my wings, typically they stay out really late).
Anyway, thought I’d mention this approach because it was much smoother than my initial approaches in June and I feel I’ve learnt a lot.
I am at the gym and feel I need to do some sort of social interaction to at least feel I am improving my game. I see this Asian girl doing light weights. From a distance looks like an 8.5 face and 7.5 body. I close in (after initial hesitation) and see she’s more like a 7 face (probably 7.5 with makeup) and 7 body. I open.
Me: “Excuse me, I just saw you working out and wanted to come say hi”
Her: (nervously smiles) “Oh hi!”
Me: “How’s your work out going?”
Can’t remember exactly how dialogue pans out but topic goes from gym to work to nationality to school etc. She’s an international student doing her masters in accounting. I made strong eye contact initially, but then broke it and looked behind her etc. when I started talking (I find it’s easier to make strong contact when the other person is talking rather than me). I also struggled with my body language, wasn’t quite sure where to put my arms as I was holding a water bottle. Didn’t want to hold the bottle with two hands, so put one hand in pocket and held the bottle with the other. Alternated between that, and crossing my arms. Anyway, eventually…
Me: “Hey so it was great talking with you, maybe we could grab a coffee sometime”
Her: “Oh sure!”
I am really proud of how I asked for her number because when I first started cold approaching (you’ll see in my initial posts) I struggled a lot with number closing. I attribute the success to doing sober night game.
Number closed and went back to my work out. I am sort of addicted to improving my game now.
Last Friday, I had many cold approaches whilst doing night game. My wing did much better than me and managed to dance with a girl he liked. I wasn’t as successful and found a 5. Talked a bit, then pulled her to dance and made out. Just did it for practice, got her number but not going to pursue.
Anyway, thought I’d mention this approach because it was much smoother than my initial approaches in June and I feel I’ve learnt a lot.
I am at the gym and feel I need to do some sort of social interaction to at least feel I am improving my game. I see this Asian girl doing light weights. From a distance looks like an 8.5 face and 7.5 body. I close in (after initial hesitation) and see she’s more like a 7 face (probably 7.5 with makeup) and 7 body. I open.
Me: “Excuse me, I just saw you working out and wanted to come say hi”
Her: (nervously smiles) “Oh hi!”
Me: “How’s your work out going?”
Can’t remember exactly how dialogue pans out but topic goes from gym to work to nationality to school etc. She’s an international student doing her masters in accounting. I made strong eye contact initially, but then broke it and looked behind her etc. when I started talking (I find it’s easier to make strong contact when the other person is talking rather than me). I also struggled with my body language, wasn’t quite sure where to put my arms as I was holding a water bottle. Didn’t want to hold the bottle with two hands, so put one hand in pocket and held the bottle with the other. Alternated between that, and crossing my arms. Anyway, eventually…
Me: “Hey so it was great talking with you, maybe we could grab a coffee sometime”
Her: “Oh sure!”
I am really proud of how I asked for her number because when I first started cold approaching (you’ll see in my initial posts) I struggled a lot with number closing. I attribute the success to doing sober night game.
Number closed and went back to my work out. I am sort of addicted to improving my game now.
Last Friday, I had many cold approaches whilst doing night game. My wing did much better than me and managed to dance with a girl he liked. I wasn’t as successful and found a 5. Talked a bit, then pulled her to dance and made out. Just did it for practice, got her number but not going to pursue.
Mess O. · 2015-09-10 02:23:00 · #2331
A zany opener that worked . . .
As I was walking down the long sidewalk to the University parking lot, I spotted a little cutie in black and white leotards struttin' my way, and so I knew I was gonna try somethin'. She was a Hispanic. Hair in a bun. Small breasts, but wide hips.
Just as we pass --
me: Are you a dancer?
her: (she stops) Yes.
me: Y'know, I've never dated a dancer before. When can we start?
her: (blown away, but delighted) Oooohhh, I'm in a relationship.
me: Eh, well, I don't mean to get in on his territory. Is he in the arts too?
her: No, he's an architect.
me: Wow. So much more scientific than what you do. A draftsman then. How long have you been together?
her: Two years.
me: Does it seem like a lot longer?
her: (looking down) Yeeeaah.
me: So, gonna marry an architect, huh? Hey, I've tried dancing a few times, I'm pretty athletic, but unlike you, I'm not graceful.
her: (digging the playful vibe) Oh, no, no, I just started.
her: Ah well, let's get together sometime, just casually, you know, so you can show me some moves.
I get the number, and we part ways. I turn around at least a couple of times to scope out her big ass.
I start up a text cycle later in the day that seems to have quite the playful zing to it. I just might have to steal her away from Mr. Draftsman.
As I was walking down the long sidewalk to the University parking lot, I spotted a little cutie in black and white leotards struttin' my way, and so I knew I was gonna try somethin'. She was a Hispanic. Hair in a bun. Small breasts, but wide hips.
Just as we pass --
me: Are you a dancer?
her: (she stops) Yes.
me: Y'know, I've never dated a dancer before. When can we start?
her: (blown away, but delighted) Oooohhh, I'm in a relationship.
me: Eh, well, I don't mean to get in on his territory. Is he in the arts too?
her: No, he's an architect.
me: Wow. So much more scientific than what you do. A draftsman then. How long have you been together?
her: Two years.
me: Does it seem like a lot longer?
her: (looking down) Yeeeaah.
me: So, gonna marry an architect, huh? Hey, I've tried dancing a few times, I'm pretty athletic, but unlike you, I'm not graceful.
her: (digging the playful vibe) Oh, no, no, I just started.
her: Ah well, let's get together sometime, just casually, you know, so you can show me some moves.
I get the number, and we part ways. I turn around at least a couple of times to scope out her big ass.
I start up a text cycle later in the day that seems to have quite the playful zing to it. I just might have to steal her away from Mr. Draftsman.
mpr · 2015-09-10 10:25:00 · #2332
9/10/15
I’m reformatting the numbering systems for my approaches. From now on I’m counting upwards so I can more easily tally the number of approaches.
Approach #27 – I see a petite young black chick get off of the bus while walking to the university. She has her earbuds in. While we’re waiting at the red light I signal for her to take her earbuds out. I ask her what she’s listening to. We talk about her major, and future plans. I get her name then I ask for her number. She tells me her name and looks like she’s about to give me her number; but then she says: “I can’t give you my number”. I ask her why and she says that she’s underage. She claims that she’s 17 and graduated from highschool early. I thank her for telling me and give her a fist bump. She may or may not be telling the truth; but that’s a can of worms I don’t want to open. No pussy is worth being put on the sex offender registry.
Approach #28 – I sit next to a 7 blonde in class. I notice an interesting looking ring that she’s wearing, but I can’t talk to her during the lecture. After the lecture I ask her about her ring, she talks about her family, etc. While we’re walking she starts to peel off. She has to head in an opposite direction. She says: “Well it was nice talking with you. Bye!” It doesn’t feel like a brush off though. It seemed like she legitimately had to go in a different direction. I didn’t want to walk after her because there was no graceful way to do it. So I’m counting this as an approach since she ended the interaction. But if I see her again I’ll try to talk to her and close. In hindsight I should have tried to plow though and get the number when she peeled off. Oh well.
I’m reformatting the numbering systems for my approaches. From now on I’m counting upwards so I can more easily tally the number of approaches.
Approach #27 – I see a petite young black chick get off of the bus while walking to the university. She has her earbuds in. While we’re waiting at the red light I signal for her to take her earbuds out. I ask her what she’s listening to. We talk about her major, and future plans. I get her name then I ask for her number. She tells me her name and looks like she’s about to give me her number; but then she says: “I can’t give you my number”. I ask her why and she says that she’s underage. She claims that she’s 17 and graduated from highschool early. I thank her for telling me and give her a fist bump. She may or may not be telling the truth; but that’s a can of worms I don’t want to open. No pussy is worth being put on the sex offender registry.
Approach #28 – I sit next to a 7 blonde in class. I notice an interesting looking ring that she’s wearing, but I can’t talk to her during the lecture. After the lecture I ask her about her ring, she talks about her family, etc. While we’re walking she starts to peel off. She has to head in an opposite direction. She says: “Well it was nice talking with you. Bye!” It doesn’t feel like a brush off though. It seemed like she legitimately had to go in a different direction. I didn’t want to walk after her because there was no graceful way to do it. So I’m counting this as an approach since she ended the interaction. But if I see her again I’ll try to talk to her and close. In hindsight I should have tried to plow though and get the number when she peeled off. Oh well.
Mess O. · 2015-09-10 13:48:00 · #2333
^Take it as far as you can go every time, dude. And judging as to just where that extent lies, presents the exquisite challenge.
Bill Brasky · 2015-09-14 15:12:00 · #2334
Approached a US girl (7/10) at a coffee joint in Madrid. I knew she was American because the cashier asked her if she wanted to be charged in Euros or USD.
She then sat down and I ordered. I saw that there was a jacket on the chair next to her and I asked "mind if I sit here," to which she replied "no." I asked her if the jacket was hers and she replied that it was not. The jacket belonged to someone else which led me to think "if it wasn't your jacket why would you say that I could sit there?"
The person on her other side left and I sat next to her. I asked her if she was American and she said yes then looked back at her phone. I then asked from where to which she replied "east coast." At first she was giving me short answers but I kept on pushing conversation. She then opened up and wouldn't shut up. She brought up that she had a boyfriend on several occasions.
The conversation went on for a bit and I number closed then did some stuff on my computer. About 7 minutes later I packed up and said goodbye. The goodbye I got from her was very reserved as if we didn't even have a conversation.
I went to another place to do some work. About 2 hours later I went to a restaurant and saw her there with another American chick. I went up to her and said hi and she didn't say a word and just had her head down. Her friend was cute and I said hello and asked where she was from and she asked where I was from. I then went back to the front to be seated by the host. I was annoyed at this point with her ignoring me. I ate, said goodbye to the 2 of them again with no response from her and a goodbye from the friend.
I thought "what a cunt" and deleted her number as I didn't even think it would be worth it to text her.
I'd like to say that I just let this roll of my back but it bugged me the rest of the day.
Regarding what I did right:
Approached. I have been making a point of just approaching. I'm so fucking sick of Tinder that even when I get some success, I don't feel satisfied with it.
Was able to maintain conversation easily by asking questions.
What I think I did wrong:
I became obviously hesitant towards the end when it came time to get the number. Part of me was nervous because I knew that there was a higher possibility of a rejection because she had a boyfriend and I think my timidity was a bit palpable.
Perhaps I acted a bit weird after I left. I'm honestly not good at parting ways with people that I don't know very well; girls and guys. Maybe it's some sort of sub-conscious separation anxiety that I have.
I spoke too more than I probably should have during the conversation; squashed any sense of mystery. I told her what I did for work and everywhere I have been. It was definitely a platonic type of conversation, although I don't know what else it could have possible been since, again, she had a boyfriend.
She then sat down and I ordered. I saw that there was a jacket on the chair next to her and I asked "mind if I sit here," to which she replied "no." I asked her if the jacket was hers and she replied that it was not. The jacket belonged to someone else which led me to think "if it wasn't your jacket why would you say that I could sit there?"
The person on her other side left and I sat next to her. I asked her if she was American and she said yes then looked back at her phone. I then asked from where to which she replied "east coast." At first she was giving me short answers but I kept on pushing conversation. She then opened up and wouldn't shut up. She brought up that she had a boyfriend on several occasions.
The conversation went on for a bit and I number closed then did some stuff on my computer. About 7 minutes later I packed up and said goodbye. The goodbye I got from her was very reserved as if we didn't even have a conversation.
I went to another place to do some work. About 2 hours later I went to a restaurant and saw her there with another American chick. I went up to her and said hi and she didn't say a word and just had her head down. Her friend was cute and I said hello and asked where she was from and she asked where I was from. I then went back to the front to be seated by the host. I was annoyed at this point with her ignoring me. I ate, said goodbye to the 2 of them again with no response from her and a goodbye from the friend.
I thought "what a cunt" and deleted her number as I didn't even think it would be worth it to text her.
I'd like to say that I just let this roll of my back but it bugged me the rest of the day.
Regarding what I did right:
Approached. I have been making a point of just approaching. I'm so fucking sick of Tinder that even when I get some success, I don't feel satisfied with it.
Was able to maintain conversation easily by asking questions.
What I think I did wrong:
I became obviously hesitant towards the end when it came time to get the number. Part of me was nervous because I knew that there was a higher possibility of a rejection because she had a boyfriend and I think my timidity was a bit palpable.
Perhaps I acted a bit weird after I left. I'm honestly not good at parting ways with people that I don't know very well; girls and guys. Maybe it's some sort of sub-conscious separation anxiety that I have.
I spoke too more than I probably should have during the conversation; squashed any sense of mystery. I told her what I did for work and everywhere I have been. It was definitely a platonic type of conversation, although I don't know what else it could have possible been since, again, she had a boyfriend.
Giovonny · 2015-09-14 15:39:00 · #2335
I see a "9", a beautiful young blond in tight little shorts and a tight little tank top.. Amazing body! Gorgeous face.
She is walking her dog in the city square.. It was a hot summer night.
me: hey what a cute puppy
her: thanks
me: what kind of dog is this
her: a french bulldog
She keeps walking.
me: hey excuse me
She kept walking.
Fuck! She was a 9!
She looked like this;
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Possibly a Russian "sugar baby". I was in a very wealthy area.
Next!
--
At the mall, I see a pretty white girl in a dress, she looks european, nice body, flawless skin..
She is in the men's shoes section..
me: do u wear mens shoes?
her: ha no im just looking for my friend
me: where are u from?
her: im from france
me: oh cool
Blah, blah, blah..
me: wanna go out for a drink sometime?
her: i cant, im with my fiance
Next!
--
Outside the mall, I see a gorgeous mediterranean girl in yoga pants and a tank top, what a body!, I like girls that are like half moroccan and half german, there some beautiful algerian and lebannese woman, etc.
Anyways, she is walking ahead of me, I speed up, start a "fake phone call", and end the call just as I am passing her..
me: how was ur workout?
her: oh it was awesome
me: is that the soulcycle place?
her: yeah
me: what is that?
her: its sort of like spinning..
Blah, blah, blah..
me: wanna chat again sometime
her: oh i have a boyfriend
I don't think she had a boyfriend.
Next!
--
Driving thru a parking lot, I spot a hot light skinned black girl at the atm machine.. I quickly park and start walking over, I bring the groceries that I just purchased so that I dont appear out of place..
She turns and begins walking..
me: excuse me
She turns and looks.
me: Do u date spanish guys?
her: no
Next!
--
At the grocery store, I see a hot italian/spanish girl, feminine and sexy.. I catch her in the produce section and notice corn in her basket..
me: How do u prepare the corn?
her: oh my husband will grill it
She shows me her ring.
Next!
--
Walking thru the mall, I see a pretty, young latina.. I walk alongside of her while holding my shopping bags.. She has a bag that says "Cotton On"
me: where is the cotton on around here?
her: its upstairs
me: ok thx
me: you're not australian are you?
her: me no
me: ya i guess u dont look typically australian but they do have a lot of european and other mixtures down there.
her: oh
me: the store is from there
her: the store?
me: cotton on, its an australian store, thats why i mention it.
her: oh its from australia?
me: ya u know where australia is right?
her: of course
We talked and talked.
me: hey do u wanna go out for a drink sometime
her: oh no thank you
Next!
--
Driving thru the city, I spot a smoking hot half asian/half something girl.. ? Maybe she was one of those legendary brazilian-japanese girls?
I go around the block, park my car, get out, pretend to be talking on my phone -- and catch her at the corner at a red light --she is on her phone.
I walk and talk (into my phone) and get about 10 feet ahead of her, I turn and pretend like I am looking back at my car, I pretend to notice her -- I hold out my hand and say -- "excuse me"
She replies, "I'm on the phone"
me: cant u do two things at once
her: what
me: you're a crazy bitch
her: you're an asshole
She walked off giving me a dirty look.
I didn't like her snarky attitude.
Every once in a while you have to tell a woman that she is a bitch and she can go fuck herself. Sometimes, they deserve it. They know it.
Next!
--
I see a beautiful white girl eating lunch, she looks like a Victoria's Secret model, amazing body and skin, beautiful face..
I sit and wait for her to finish her lunch. After a few minutes, she gets up and heads to the escalator.. I get on right behind her..
Her bag says something in french..
me: are you from France?
her: hehe no im from canada
me: oh welcome to california
her: thank you
me: you must be in the medical field
her: no this bag belongs to my friend
We exit the escalator, she turns and faces me.
me: are you here for vacation?
her: well, no, im here for work really
me: in what industry?
her: i work in fashion design
me: awesome, i love fashion, its a great way to express ourselves
her: yes exactly
me: my name is gio
her: im collette
We have a nice vibe going so far..
her: what do u recommend i visit, i want to see all the touristy things
me: well, the golden gate bridge of course, we have many cool neighborhoods and many spectacular views, the beach
her: i want to see the bridge, how should i get there?
me: maybe uber or just rent a car
her: hmmmm
me: you want to go in proper order, start at the bridge, then walk along the beach, then go to little italy, then china town, etc.
her: oh
She was confused and overwhelmed with the task of seeing all the tourist spots in only one afternoon..
We continued talking and I tried to calm her mind while also trying to appear attractive and interesting..
me: im actually going towards the bridge in a little while after I return these clothes, i can give you a ride if you want, ill show you all the good tourist spots, i have to visit my brother who works near the bridge
her: oh really
me: yes, you are welcome to join me
her: hmmmm
me: i know we dont really know each other, so, you are welcome to take a picture of me and my car so that you feel more safe, haha, im just saying.. i realize that we dont really know each other, this is america, we are being filmed right now..
I showed her the security cameras in the mall.
me: how do i know you are not a crazy person?
her: maybe i am a little crazy hehe, i think that sounds like a plan
me: okay, do u want to come with me as i return a few items and then we can go to the golden gate bridge
her: sure.
This began one one the most memorable romances of my life..
We spent the rest of the day together, I took her to all the best spots around the city, we took all kinds of pictures, we went to great little restaurants and cafes, we ran along the beach, it was very sexy/romantic and seemed to be right out of a movie..
She told me she was in town for the week.
After dinner, we went back to her hotel. As soon as I parked, she kissed me on both cheeks and told me that she was "very tired" but also said in a sexy little voice -- "hopefully we can have a moment"
I knew exactly what she meant.. She meant -- "Hopefully, we can fuck!"
I gave her my number. Like a fool, I didn't take any contact information from her. She had to make the next move.
I waited 4 long days. On Thursday, she texted me and offered to set a date for Saturday afternoon. The next morning, I upgraded my cell phone plan so that I could text Canada.
Saturday comes and we have another great date, at dinner, I say -- "as far as getting to the airport in the morning, it makes more sense to stay at my place tonight. Dont worry, I have two beds"
She responds -- "Hmmmm, well, lets see what time it is when we leave, let me look at my flight info".
I just wanted to plant the seed in her mind.
After dinner, we get in the car and she says -- "you know what, lets go get my stuff and I will stay at your place"
"Okay", I replied.
We go to her Airbnb place and I offer her a massage, she quickly agrees and goes to take a shower.
She came out of the shower in a towel and I began massaging her feet, ankles and legs with coconut oil, then I moved up her body to her waistline, hips and butt. I rubbed stomach and shoulders, neck and breasts..
Her towel was off, I went in for the kiss..
![[Image: images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSaN4z2G7EyFw6hGjMhQCl...S594L_yyR5]](https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSaN4z2G7EyFw6hGjMhQClocLzmK_-DGDcqYntWvaS594L_yyR5)
One of the most beautiful woman I have ever been with.
I went home but came back in the morning to take her to the airport. After one last passionate kiss, she disappeared into the international terminal..
Who knows if I'll ever see her again? If she invites me to Quebec, I'm going.
She seriously looked like this:
![[Image: 806-emily-r.jpg]](http://d163pcfwpd53q9.cloudfront.net/wp-content/uploads/2015/08/806-emily-r.jpg)
That was my best approach ever!
#God Bless Canada!
She is walking her dog in the city square.. It was a hot summer night.
me: hey what a cute puppy
her: thanks
me: what kind of dog is this
her: a french bulldog
She keeps walking.
me: hey excuse me
She kept walking.
Fuck! She was a 9!
She looked like this;
Possibly a Russian "sugar baby". I was in a very wealthy area.
Next!
--
At the mall, I see a pretty white girl in a dress, she looks european, nice body, flawless skin..
She is in the men's shoes section..
me: do u wear mens shoes?
her: ha no im just looking for my friend
me: where are u from?
her: im from france
me: oh cool
Blah, blah, blah..
me: wanna go out for a drink sometime?
her: i cant, im with my fiance
Next!
--
Outside the mall, I see a gorgeous mediterranean girl in yoga pants and a tank top, what a body!, I like girls that are like half moroccan and half german, there some beautiful algerian and lebannese woman, etc.
Anyways, she is walking ahead of me, I speed up, start a "fake phone call", and end the call just as I am passing her..
me: how was ur workout?
her: oh it was awesome
me: is that the soulcycle place?
her: yeah
me: what is that?
her: its sort of like spinning..
Blah, blah, blah..
me: wanna chat again sometime
her: oh i have a boyfriend
I don't think she had a boyfriend.
Next!
--
Driving thru a parking lot, I spot a hot light skinned black girl at the atm machine.. I quickly park and start walking over, I bring the groceries that I just purchased so that I dont appear out of place..
She turns and begins walking..
me: excuse me
She turns and looks.
me: Do u date spanish guys?
her: no
Next!
--
At the grocery store, I see a hot italian/spanish girl, feminine and sexy.. I catch her in the produce section and notice corn in her basket..
me: How do u prepare the corn?
her: oh my husband will grill it
She shows me her ring.
Next!
--
Walking thru the mall, I see a pretty, young latina.. I walk alongside of her while holding my shopping bags.. She has a bag that says "Cotton On"
me: where is the cotton on around here?
her: its upstairs
me: ok thx
me: you're not australian are you?
her: me no
me: ya i guess u dont look typically australian but they do have a lot of european and other mixtures down there.
her: oh
me: the store is from there
her: the store?
me: cotton on, its an australian store, thats why i mention it.
her: oh its from australia?
me: ya u know where australia is right?
her: of course
We talked and talked.
me: hey do u wanna go out for a drink sometime
her: oh no thank you
Next!
--
Driving thru the city, I spot a smoking hot half asian/half something girl.. ? Maybe she was one of those legendary brazilian-japanese girls?
I go around the block, park my car, get out, pretend to be talking on my phone -- and catch her at the corner at a red light --she is on her phone.
I walk and talk (into my phone) and get about 10 feet ahead of her, I turn and pretend like I am looking back at my car, I pretend to notice her -- I hold out my hand and say -- "excuse me"
She replies, "I'm on the phone"
me: cant u do two things at once
her: what
me: you're a crazy bitch
her: you're an asshole
She walked off giving me a dirty look.
I didn't like her snarky attitude.
Every once in a while you have to tell a woman that she is a bitch and she can go fuck herself. Sometimes, they deserve it. They know it.
Next!
--
I see a beautiful white girl eating lunch, she looks like a Victoria's Secret model, amazing body and skin, beautiful face..
I sit and wait for her to finish her lunch. After a few minutes, she gets up and heads to the escalator.. I get on right behind her..
Her bag says something in french..
me: are you from France?
her: hehe no im from canada
me: oh welcome to california
her: thank you
me: you must be in the medical field
her: no this bag belongs to my friend
We exit the escalator, she turns and faces me.
me: are you here for vacation?
her: well, no, im here for work really
me: in what industry?
her: i work in fashion design
me: awesome, i love fashion, its a great way to express ourselves
her: yes exactly
me: my name is gio
her: im collette
We have a nice vibe going so far..
her: what do u recommend i visit, i want to see all the touristy things
me: well, the golden gate bridge of course, we have many cool neighborhoods and many spectacular views, the beach
her: i want to see the bridge, how should i get there?
me: maybe uber or just rent a car
her: hmmmm
me: you want to go in proper order, start at the bridge, then walk along the beach, then go to little italy, then china town, etc.
her: oh
She was confused and overwhelmed with the task of seeing all the tourist spots in only one afternoon..
We continued talking and I tried to calm her mind while also trying to appear attractive and interesting..
me: im actually going towards the bridge in a little while after I return these clothes, i can give you a ride if you want, ill show you all the good tourist spots, i have to visit my brother who works near the bridge
her: oh really
me: yes, you are welcome to join me
her: hmmmm
me: i know we dont really know each other, so, you are welcome to take a picture of me and my car so that you feel more safe, haha, im just saying.. i realize that we dont really know each other, this is america, we are being filmed right now..
I showed her the security cameras in the mall.
me: how do i know you are not a crazy person?
her: maybe i am a little crazy hehe, i think that sounds like a plan
me: okay, do u want to come with me as i return a few items and then we can go to the golden gate bridge
her: sure.
This began one one the most memorable romances of my life..
We spent the rest of the day together, I took her to all the best spots around the city, we took all kinds of pictures, we went to great little restaurants and cafes, we ran along the beach, it was very sexy/romantic and seemed to be right out of a movie..
She told me she was in town for the week.
After dinner, we went back to her hotel. As soon as I parked, she kissed me on both cheeks and told me that she was "very tired" but also said in a sexy little voice -- "hopefully we can have a moment"
I knew exactly what she meant.. She meant -- "Hopefully, we can fuck!"
I gave her my number. Like a fool, I didn't take any contact information from her. She had to make the next move.
I waited 4 long days. On Thursday, she texted me and offered to set a date for Saturday afternoon. The next morning, I upgraded my cell phone plan so that I could text Canada.
Saturday comes and we have another great date, at dinner, I say -- "as far as getting to the airport in the morning, it makes more sense to stay at my place tonight. Dont worry, I have two beds"
She responds -- "Hmmmm, well, lets see what time it is when we leave, let me look at my flight info".
I just wanted to plant the seed in her mind.
After dinner, we get in the car and she says -- "you know what, lets go get my stuff and I will stay at your place"
"Okay", I replied.
We go to her Airbnb place and I offer her a massage, she quickly agrees and goes to take a shower.
She came out of the shower in a towel and I began massaging her feet, ankles and legs with coconut oil, then I moved up her body to her waistline, hips and butt. I rubbed stomach and shoulders, neck and breasts..
Her towel was off, I went in for the kiss..
One of the most beautiful woman I have ever been with.
I went home but came back in the morning to take her to the airport. After one last passionate kiss, she disappeared into the international terminal..
Who knows if I'll ever see her again? If she invites me to Quebec, I'm going.
She seriously looked like this:
That was my best approach ever!
#God Bless Canada!
Menace · 2015-09-14 16:01:00 · #2336
Outstanding Gio. Sounds like an amazing experience and a great girl. If she made YOU change texting plans, she HAD to be something. 
Merenguero · 2015-09-14 16:10:00 · #2337
(09-14-2015 03:39 PM)Giovonny Wrote: Driving thru a parking lot, I spot a hot light skinned black girl at the atm machine.. I quickly park and start walking over, I bring the groceries that I just purchased so that I dont appear out of place..
She turns and begins walking..
me: excuse me
She turns and looks.
me: Do u date spanish guys?
her: no
Next!
That's a pretty good way to weed out the ones who will waste your time.
Mess O. · 2015-09-14 17:31:00 · #2338
Marvelous, Gio. Absolutely. It was a pleasure to simply read it and imagine. Christ, I must've gone in the other direction with this next one. You go over it and tell me how you would've grappled with it . . .
. . . Must've been my 4th approach at the University today. I'm walking past this big wide staircase, and this chick is hangin' at the top, with her phone and all that. Wearing this ripped up looking red tank, knee-high socks and these daisy duke type shorts. She's sitting with her legs splayed out wide, so I take that as my cue to advance. 1st, I merely sit down at the top of the stairs within a few feet of her, and then ask her if she was in one of my classes. I have to beckon her a couple of times in order to get her off the earbuds and turn around.
She says we've never met, and is givin' off a pretty snarky 'tude, cigarette in hand, but I manage to keep the chat going, finding out she's a computer science major, and so given my experience in that field from way back, we strike up a decent chat. Turned out she's Indian (she looked more Hispanic), whose father works for Symantec. Boy, she had quite the lil' mouth on her, but hey, she coulda walked away but didn't.
However . . . when she did finally get up to leave, I try to make an arrangement, but she balks, and on top of that, in response to my persistence to at least snag a number, she asks my age, and I tell her truthfully, "34", she snorts out, "Oh God, that's old." All I had for that was something along the lines of how much experience I could offer her. She then said she was 19, and said I looked maybe 30 in response to me asking how old did I look.
Still got what I imagine is a bogus set of digits. Fuckin' weak. How do y'all's deal with that kind of shit?
. . . Must've been my 4th approach at the University today. I'm walking past this big wide staircase, and this chick is hangin' at the top, with her phone and all that. Wearing this ripped up looking red tank, knee-high socks and these daisy duke type shorts. She's sitting with her legs splayed out wide, so I take that as my cue to advance. 1st, I merely sit down at the top of the stairs within a few feet of her, and then ask her if she was in one of my classes. I have to beckon her a couple of times in order to get her off the earbuds and turn around.
She says we've never met, and is givin' off a pretty snarky 'tude, cigarette in hand, but I manage to keep the chat going, finding out she's a computer science major, and so given my experience in that field from way back, we strike up a decent chat. Turned out she's Indian (she looked more Hispanic), whose father works for Symantec. Boy, she had quite the lil' mouth on her, but hey, she coulda walked away but didn't.
However . . . when she did finally get up to leave, I try to make an arrangement, but she balks, and on top of that, in response to my persistence to at least snag a number, she asks my age, and I tell her truthfully, "34", she snorts out, "Oh God, that's old." All I had for that was something along the lines of how much experience I could offer her. She then said she was 19, and said I looked maybe 30 in response to me asking how old did I look.
Still got what I imagine is a bogus set of digits. Fuckin' weak. How do y'all's deal with that kind of shit?
ksbms · 2015-09-14 18:10:00 · #2339
(09-14-2015 05:31 PM)Mess O. Wrote: [...] she asks my age, and I tell her truthfully, "34", she snorts out, "Oh God, that's old." All I had for that was something along the lines of how much experience I could offer her. She then said she was 19, and said I looked maybe 30 in response to me asking how old did I look.
Still got what I imagine is a bogus set of digits. Fuckin' weak. How do y'all's deal with that kind of shit?
In a simple manner.
Girl: 'How old are you?'
Me: 'Well... I think you might be too young for me... but then, it doesn't mean you can't be intelligent.'
What does that accomplish?
Well, what I learnt from personal experience, a man who delivers plain, to the point answers can be perceived, especially by young female conspecifics, as, you guessed it right - boring. No more, no less. Plain b-o-r-i-n-g. They don't want a vanilla Starbucks latte type guy, they want sex on the beach cocktail type guy!
Instead, challenge them. She gave you an offer on a silver plate, yet you went with a predictable retort, like most guys do. Too many males are afraid to play with girls' expectations. The 'But then, it doesn't mean you can't be intelligent' is optional, judge accordingly and execute if a girl seems snubby in her attitude. Ideally, the whole thing should be delivered borderline serious/playful so she can't really figure out whether you joke or do think what you've just told her. Make her think. That is not to say, that you shouldn't reveal your age because you're afraid of rejection. That's not the motivation, of course.
A skilled, linguistically creative player will come with many answers, but when the mind goes blank go for one or two rebuttals of your choice. The above is my go to reply. Never be straightforward, always keep them on her toes in the initial seduction stage, be vague, obfuscate, challenge, or downright laugh at them. This much better than vanilla Starbucks latte, right?
A few more, impromptu examples:
Girl: 'How old are you?'
Man: 'You already thinking of marrying me? Fat chance.'
---
Girl: 'How old are you?'
Man: 'If you impress me, I might tell you later on.'
---
Girl: 'How old are you?'
Man: 'This is of no relevance to you. Rather, how old are YOU?'
---
Girl: 'How old are you?'
Man: 'Do you girls never come up with more interesting questions?'
---
Your imagination is the limit what can be done with a question like that.
So, make a (f)risqué play to get that lay!
Mess O. · 2015-09-14 18:31:00 · #2340
I'll take those for a spin. Thank ya kindly.
~wrIghter~ · 2015-09-14 22:05:00 · #2341
Amazing Gio. Its pretty awesome when you post your soft rejections and big wins. If anyone here doubts what can be done by going out and approaching women, they should just read this thread and your logs. Sometimes I trip about one girl I number close during approach that doesn't text back and think that I've wasted my time. I'm starting to see that its all about making progress and being persistent. Thanks for sharing!
Player_1337 · 2015-09-15 08:14:00 · #2342
On the way to work this morning, I silent number-closed an asian 7/8 on the train. She seemed confused for a hot second, but then smiled and put her digits and full name in my phone. Fun stuff. Used this same tactic a couple of years ago (through a library glass window) while in school. Ended up banging.
mpr · 2015-09-15 08:42:00 · #2343
9/14/15 - Approach #29 - A black girl holds the door to a building open for me. I open by asking if she's headed to the computer lab. She is and it turns out that she has the same class as me. We talk about the class for a little while. I ask her for her number by dropping a line about us helping each other with our projects. Got the number, but maybe that approach was too indirect. We'll see.
9/15/15 - Approach #30 Sit next to the blonde I was talking to in my business law class last time. See an armband on her wrist. Ask her were she went out to, etc. Talk about the class. As we're walking out I go for the number: "Let me get your number so we can hang out sometime." She replies with: "Yeah that sounds good." and then proceeds to quickly walk away when I stop to pull out my phone. Idk what is up with this chick, maybe she has a problem saying no. Or maybe she is has to hurry off to another class right after our law class. Either way this was my 2nd attempt, and this time I directly asked her for her number; so I'm going to drop it.
This was probably my most awkward approach since my first one. But it's kind of funny in retrospect. lol
9/15/15 - Approach #30 Sit next to the blonde I was talking to in my business law class last time. See an armband on her wrist. Ask her were she went out to, etc. Talk about the class. As we're walking out I go for the number: "Let me get your number so we can hang out sometime." She replies with: "Yeah that sounds good." and then proceeds to quickly walk away when I stop to pull out my phone. Idk what is up with this chick, maybe she has a problem saying no. Or maybe she is has to hurry off to another class right after our law class. Either way this was my 2nd attempt, and this time I directly asked her for her number; so I'm going to drop it.
This was probably my most awkward approach since my first one. But it's kind of funny in retrospect. lol
NewMeta · 2015-09-15 10:07:00 · #2344
Little new gym opener I'm running lately, I practised it abit with chicks that I wasn't really into just cause there often isn't any talent in the stretching area (all bitches end up on the treadmills) but I got a number today with it so Im happy.
So basically I do a couple of stretches that require me to load weight onto my back (e.g. pancake stretch) or legs, so I often need help with this. I wait till there is at least no guys (pretty common they are all doing weights) to give some plausible deniability to the situation and then I go up to them and ask if they can load the weight onto my back/legs.
I do a little routine where I show them exactly how to do it using them as an example and will try to fit in a injury story/ramble kinda shit in between. Ask them to stick around to keep an eye on me for safety reasons (its bullshit im fine) and just talk while stretching, which is basically 2 birds with one stone.
So basically I do a couple of stretches that require me to load weight onto my back (e.g. pancake stretch) or legs, so I often need help with this. I wait till there is at least no guys (pretty common they are all doing weights) to give some plausible deniability to the situation and then I go up to them and ask if they can load the weight onto my back/legs.
I do a little routine where I show them exactly how to do it using them as an example and will try to fit in a injury story/ramble kinda shit in between. Ask them to stick around to keep an eye on me for safety reasons (its bullshit im fine) and just talk while stretching, which is basically 2 birds with one stone.
J4ke483 · 2015-09-15 10:48:00 · #2345
(09-14-2015 03:39 PM)Giovonny Wrote: I see a "9", a beautiful young blond in tight little shorts and a tight little tank top.. Amazing body! Gorgeous face.
She is walking her dog in the city square.. It was a hot summer night.
me: hey what a cute puppy
her: thanks
me: what kind of dog is this
her: a french bulldog
She keeps walking.
me: hey excuse me
She kept walking.
Fuck! She was a 9!
She looked like this;
Possibly a Russian "sugar baby". I was in a very wealthy area.
Next!
--
At the mall, I see a pretty white girl in a dress, she looks european, nice body, flawless skin..
She is in the men's shoes section..
me: do u wear mens shoes?
her: ha no im just looking for my friend
me: where are u from?
her: im from france
me: oh cool
Blah, blah, blah..
me: wanna go out for a drink sometime?
her: i cant, im with my fiance
Next!
--
Outside the mall, I see a gorgeous mediterranean girl in yoga pants and a tank top, what a body!, I like girls that are like half moroccan and half german, there some beautiful algerian and lebannese woman, etc.
Anyways, she is walking ahead of me, I speed up, start a "fake phone call", and end the call just as I am passing her..
me: how was ur workout?
her: oh it was awesome
me: is that the soulcycle place?
her: yeah
me: what is that?
her: its sort of like spinning..
Blah, blah, blah..
me: wanna chat again sometime
her: oh i have a boyfriend
I don't think she had a boyfriend.
Next!
--
Driving thru a parking lot, I spot a hot light skinned black girl at the atm machine.. I quickly park and start walking over, I bring the groceries that I just purchased so that I dont appear out of place..
She turns and begins walking..
me: excuse me
She turns and looks.
me: Do u date spanish guys?
her: no
Next!
--
At the grocery store, I see a hot italian/spanish girl, feminine and sexy.. I catch her in the produce section and notice corn in her basket..
me: How do u prepare the corn?
her: oh my husband will grill it
She shows me her ring.
Next!
--
Walking thru the mall, I see a pretty, young latina.. I walk alongside of her while holding my shopping bags.. She has a bag that says "Cotton On"
me: where is the cotton on around here?
her: its upstairs
me: ok thx
me: you're not australian are you?
her: me no
me: ya i guess u dont look typically australian but they do have a lot of european and other mixtures down there.
her: oh
me: the store is from there
her: the store?
me: cotton on, its an australian store, thats why i mention it.
her: oh its from australia?
me: ya u know where australia is right?
her: of course
We talked and talked.
me: hey do u wanna go out for a drink sometime
her: oh no thank you
Next!
--
Driving thru the city, I spot a smoking hot half asian/half something girl.. ? Maybe she was one of those legendary brazilian-japanese girls?
I go around the block, park my car, get out, pretend to be talking on my phone -- and catch her at the corner at a red light --she is on her phone.
I walk and talk (into my phone) and get about 10 feet ahead of her, I turn and pretend like I am looking back at my car, I pretend to notice her -- I hold out my hand and say -- "excuse me"
She replies, "I'm on the phone"
me: cant u do two things at once
her: what
me: you're a crazy bitch
her: you're an asshole
She walked off giving me a dirty look.
I didn't like her snarky attitude.
Every once in a while you have to tell a woman that she is a bitch and she can go fuck herself. Sometimes, they deserve it. They know it.
Next!
--
I see a beautiful white girl eating lunch, she looks like a Victoria's Secret model, amazing body and skin, beautiful face..
I sit and wait for her to finish her lunch. After a few minutes, she gets up and heads to the escalator.. I get on right behind her..
Her bag says something in french..
me: are you from France?
her: hehe no im from canada
me: oh welcome to california
her: thank you
me: you must be in the medical field
her: no this bag belongs to my friend
We exit the escalator, she turns and faces me.
me: are you here for vacation?
her: well, no, im here for work really
me: in what industry?
her: i work in fashion design
me: awesome, i love fashion, its a great way to express ourselves
her: yes exactly
me: my name is gio
her: im collette
We have a nice vibe going so far..
her: what do u recommend i visit, i want to see all the touristy things
me: well, the golden gate bridge of course, we have many cool neighborhoods and many spectacular views, the beach
her: i want to see the bridge, how should i get there?
me: maybe uber or just rent a car
her: hmmmm
me: you want to go in proper order, start at the bridge, then walk along the beach, then go to little italy, then china town, etc.
her: oh
She was confused and overwhelmed with the task of seeing all the tourist spots in only one afternoon..
We continued talking and I tried to calm her mind while also trying to appear attractive and interesting..
me: im actually going towards the bridge in a little while after I return these clothes, i can give you a ride if you want, ill show you all the good tourist spots, i have to visit my brother who works near the bridge
her: oh really
me: yes, you are welcome to join me
her: hmmmm
me: i know we dont really know each other, so, you are welcome to take a picture of me and my car so that you feel more safe, haha, im just saying.. i realize that we dont really know each other, this is america, we are being filmed right now..
I showed her the security cameras in the mall.
me: how do i know you are not a crazy person?
her: maybe i am a little crazy hehe, i think that sounds like a plan
me: okay, do u want to come with me as i return a few items and then we can go to the golden gate bridge
her: sure.
This began one one the most memorable romances of my life..
We spent the rest of the day together, I took her to all the best spots around the city, we took all kinds of pictures, we went to great little restaurants and cafes, we ran along the beach, it was very sexy/romantic and seemed to be right out of a movie..
She told me she was in town for the week.
After dinner, we went back to her hotel. As soon as I parked, she kissed me on both cheeks and told me that she was "very tired" but also said in a sexy little voice -- "hopefully we can have a moment"
I knew exactly what she meant.. She meant -- "Hopefully, we can fuck!"
I gave her my number. Like a fool, I didn't take any contact information from her. She had to make the next move.
I waited 4 long days. On Thursday, she texted me and offered to set a date for Saturday afternoon. The next morning, I upgraded my cell phone plan so that I could text Canada.
Saturday comes and we have another great date, at dinner, I say -- "as far as getting to the airport in the morning, it makes more sense to stay at my place tonight. Dont worry, I have two beds"
She responds -- "Hmmmm, well, lets see what time it is when we leave, let me look at my flight info".
I just wanted to plant the seed in her mind.
After dinner, we get in the car and she says -- "you know what, lets go get my stuff and I will stay at your place"
"Okay", I replied.
We go to her Airbnb place and I offer her a massage, she quickly agrees and goes to take a shower.
She came out of the shower in a towel and I began massaging her feet, ankles and legs with coconut oil, then I moved up her body to her waistline, hips and butt. I rubbed stomach and shoulders, neck and breasts..
Her towel was off, I went in for the kiss..
One of the most beautiful woman I have ever been with.
I went home but came back in the morning to take her to the airport. After one last passionate kiss, she disappeared into the international terminal..
Who knows if I'll ever see her again? If she invites me to Quebec, I'm going.
She seriously looked like this:
That was my best approach ever!
#God Bless Canada!
Wow, this post has been quite an eye opener for me. I've been reading on this forum for about a week now. So far I've done one 'approach' (more like just saying hey and having a conversation with some girl after I was introduced by a friend).
Whenever I have conversations with women it's actually because they've approached me, the problem is that I don't know how to keep a conversation going with the ones that approach me and for the others I don't bother approaching.
I noticed in your approaches you're quite blunt and for me what you say seems weird/funny? Is there something I'm missing, should I just approach and say anything that comes into my head? In addition to my original question, do you guys have any tips for keeping a conversation going?
Lothario · 2015-09-15 11:37:00 · #2346
Outstanding Gio, Simply outstanding.
I was reading your approach log and thought man Gio is getting killed out there but you keep on approaching unfazed holding your frame and boom there is bang.
Best of all with a Canadian girl from Quebec. I posted this after my experiences from the battle of Canada.
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Brother Gio comes to rescue and gives one back, Thanks a lot.
I was reading your approach log and thought man Gio is getting killed out there but you keep on approaching unfazed holding your frame and boom there is bang.
Best of all with a Canadian girl from Quebec. I posted this after my experiences from the battle of Canada.
Brother Gio comes to rescue and gives one back, Thanks a lot.
Saladin · 2015-09-16 00:40:00 · #2347
Great work Gio! You're a champion.
bhawthorne · 2015-09-16 08:14:00 · #2348
(09-14-2015 05:31 PM)Mess O. Wrote: [...] she asks my age, and I tell her truthfully, "34", she snorts out, "Oh God, that's old." All I had for that was something along the lines of how much experience I could offer her. She then said she was 19, and said I looked maybe 30 in response to me asking how old did I look.
Still got what I imagine is a bogus set of digits. Fuckin' weak. How do y'all's deal with that kind of shit?
Girl: 'How old are you?'
Me: 'What, you think you're too young for me? You know, in China, "Too Young" is just a name.'
mpr · 2015-09-17 08:48:00 · #2349
Approach #31 - I’m walking off campus and I see a borderline 7 white girl with a nose ring walking slightly behind me. I open about the weather: “I thought it was supposed to rain, but it didn’t at all. We dodged a bullet today!” She took the bait. We talk about the weather, her major, my major, etc. We talk for about 3-5 minutes. She asks me where I’m headed and I tell her that I’m walking to the spot I park off campus. She says that she has to turn to go down a street coming up. I number close without any resistance. I texted her but she hasn’t texted back.
One thing I’ve noticed on campus is that getting numbers is easy. Getting them to reply to you afterwards is difficult. I’m not sure if it’s because text game is a weak point for me, if it’s because I can’t set something up right afterwards, or if these girls are just giving me their number because they’re afraid to reject me. I put the odds of receiving a reply to my initial text after I get their number at 50%, and the odds of them getting back to me after that initial reply at much lower then that.
It’s a strange situation because I’ve never had this problem with online game. Women would always text me back after I got their number online, and I had no problem lining up dates with those numbers.
Maybe it’s because I’ve been doing online game much longer, so I’m a lot better at it; and can be more entertaining and have a bunch of DHV’s built into my standard script. Where as while cold approach and texting after cold approaching I haven’t got the hang of. So I’m not good at being witty/entertaining/showing DHV’s in this medium yet. Only time will tell.
I hope I can get my day game to the point I’ve gotten my online game. Being constantly surrounded by smoking hot scantly clad 18-22 year olds, but knowing that after getting the number I can’t get anywhere with them would be it's own kind of hell. Like being stranded in the middle of the ocean in a life raft with water all around you. But slowly dying of dehydration because you’re unable to drink saltwater.
One thing I’ve noticed on campus is that getting numbers is easy. Getting them to reply to you afterwards is difficult. I’m not sure if it’s because text game is a weak point for me, if it’s because I can’t set something up right afterwards, or if these girls are just giving me their number because they’re afraid to reject me. I put the odds of receiving a reply to my initial text after I get their number at 50%, and the odds of them getting back to me after that initial reply at much lower then that.
It’s a strange situation because I’ve never had this problem with online game. Women would always text me back after I got their number online, and I had no problem lining up dates with those numbers. Maybe it’s because I’ve been doing online game much longer, so I’m a lot better at it; and can be more entertaining and have a bunch of DHV’s built into my standard script. Where as while cold approach and texting after cold approaching I haven’t got the hang of. So I’m not good at being witty/entertaining/showing DHV’s in this medium yet. Only time will tell.
I hope I can get my day game to the point I’ve gotten my online game. Being constantly surrounded by smoking hot scantly clad 18-22 year olds, but knowing that after getting the number I can’t get anywhere with them would be it's own kind of hell. Like being stranded in the middle of the ocean in a life raft with water all around you. But slowly dying of dehydration because you’re unable to drink saltwater.
SnowHugger · 2015-09-17 09:42:00 · #2350
(09-17-2015 08:48 AM)mpr Wrote: Approach #31 - I’m walking off campus and I see a borderline 7 white girl with a nose ring walking slightly behind me. I open about the weather: “I thought it was supposed to rain, but it didn’t at all. We dodged a bullet today!” She took the bait. We talk about the weather, her major, my major, etc. We talk for about 3-5 minutes. She asks me where I’m headed and I tell her that I’m walking to the spot I park off campus. She says that she has to turn to go down a street coming up. I number close without any resistance. I texted her but she hasn’t texted back.
One thing I’ve noticed on campus is that getting numbers is easy. Getting them to reply to you afterwards is difficult. I’m not sure if it’s because text game is a weak point for me, if it’s because I can’t set something up right afterwards, or if these girls are just giving me their number because they’re afraid to reject me. I put the odds of receiving a reply to my initial text after I get their number at 50%, and the odds of them getting back to me after that initial reply at much lower then that.
Maybe it’s because I’ve been doing online game much longer, so I’m a lot better at it; and can be more entertaining and have a bunch of DHV’s built into my standard script. Where as while cold approach and texting after cold approaching I haven’t got the hang of. So I’m not good at being witty/entertaining/showing DHV’s in this medium yet. Only time will tell.
I hope I can get my day game to the point I’ve gotten my online game. Being constantly surrounded by smoking hot scantly clad 18-22 year olds, but knowing that after getting the number I can’t get anywhere with them would be it's own kind of hell. Like being stranded in the middle of the ocean in a life raft with water all around you. But slowly dying of dehydration because you’re unable to drink saltwater.
I'm noticing the same thing. Sure its easy to get their number, but even after saying "let's grab coffee later" and them agreeing to it, they just don't reply. Perhaps calling will change this. I'm going to try a few different ways and report back. Insta dates definetly help establish comfort, but I haven't had a chance to pull anything like that yet.