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Cute petite artsy poet/intellectual Spanish lawyer type
What's been up
So last year I lost my job of 7 years which was my primary vehicle for obtaining casual sex. As I have already had a chance to write (and those of you who know me from before this forum have already read me write this) this means I used to have a passive attitude towards getting laid. I didn't fully control my access to strange, except in those off-chances when I did do some day game or night game and smashed.
Losing my job and having my entire market suddenly disappear due to the pandemic left me income-less and saddled with higher living costs after my rent increased 33% and so did the price of food in supermarkets. So I relegated getting toosh to a secondary plane and set about trying to find a source of income and see about future career prospects.
I did that and eventually started to get some money flowing in (in no small part thanks to members of this forum who I consider true friends) but didn't really get back to taking full responsibility for my access to women's intimacy, opting instead for a "social circle" experiment which ended up yielding what socializing is supposed to yield, namely, socializing. (Not sex)
This year I decided I was going to start going for it.
During Christmas and the days leading up to NYE 2020-2021 I was still in employment, and once that work ended and January rolled in I had now not only to concentrate on the short course I'm currently doing and the steadily increasing pile of papers, oral presentations, and so on I have coming up as assessments for, but also the final phase of an application I began in August last year for a very prestigious and extremely competitive internship overseas.
Since the beginning of January, then, I have been completely SWAMPED with work. But I didn't let this stop me from going out of my apartment, walking around, and meeting girls during the day for at least 1/2 hours 2 days/week (I would have done it more had I not been so busy and were it not so cold at night, but we've had a polar front here with evenings at 1 degree Celsius which is quite rare in these parts, and the cold wind has been absolutely unbearable).
The Approach
This was the 15-18th approach I did this year (don't have an exact number, but it's in that ballpark. Not sure I can make any radical inferences from it yet, but you could say, at least until my next batch of approaches, that I have something like a 1:15 ratio from day game based on this (though in the past I have done one-shot kills).
I was actually recording the audio for the approach here (which I haven't heard entirely from scratch yet) and so can make a more accurate reappraisal of what went down.
Basically it was around 13:30 when I approached her down by the riverside. She was sitting sprawled by the water writing in what appeared to be a diary of sorts.
I approached her directly, "I was walking here, saw you, and thought you look cute writing in your diary, so wanted to say hi." She said "thanks."
Then I sat next to her and we started chatting.
5 minutes into the conversation I asked her where she lived.
10 minutes into the conversation I decided to test her compliance by asking her if she wanted to walk with me.
And then we walked all the way to my apartment. On the way there I continued chatting with her still getting to know her and talking about myself, and asking her if she'd had lunch yet, and she asked: “but wasn’t lockdown at 13:00? isn’t everything closed already?” and, mostly, venues were closed. However, there was a small place open on my street so I suggested we get some beers at this small Seven-Eleven next to my apartment.
Once we'd bought the drinks, I told her I had a patio/verandah with a view of the river, to which she said "cool" and so I just brought her into my apartment, making sure to continue talking to her while doing so.
Upstairs she stayed in my apartment about 1.5/2 hours and there were no awkward pauses or lulls in the conversation. I did get closer to her, started touching her, then kissed her briefly, she said "This is strange, we've just met" after the first time and I agreed "Yeah, you're totally right" then changed topics continued chatting.
After some more chatting, showing her the apartment, etc. (my primary goal was to get her feeling comfortable) I sat her on my lap in front of my laptop to show her something, then kissed her again.
Then she once more voiced how "weird" it was that she was at mine ("I've never done this before!" (I replied: "even if you had, I wouldn't think any less of you for it! I think what we're doing is natural, we are enjoying each other's company").
I asked her to imagine if she was still down by the river, and if she'd simply gone home, if she'd be better off, and she said "no", then I told her my biggest fear was to "die full of regrets" and that that's why sometimes (also because I don't go out at night because I like waking up early) I meet people during the day.
I added, "who says this is weird?" Who are you letting decide what constitutes something "weird" and what doesn't? To which she replied "yeah, only you are the person you should be responsible to".
Eventually I unclipped her bra and felt her breasts when we made out a little (third time we kissed, if I recall correctly) and she said "Bismarck!" and I didn't push any further. At that point she had already said she was leaving, and I was cool with not pushing too far for sex, because I thought this way I could still see her again and then seal the deal without her feeling like a slut.
We exchanged two pecks when I walked her to the door before she left, and set plans to meet two days later, in the evening, for a drink.
Two Days Later
In the interim I shot her a text after she'd left my place on the same day I'd met her saying "nice to meet you today! " to which she replied "I really enjoyed it as well" or something to that effect.
I’d sent her a value-giving text on the day before the day we were to meet, to which she'd also responded.
Finally the day rolls around and I sent her a text saying "Spanish girl! let's meet at x in y place"
She came back with "Bismarck! blablabla I'm tired, can we meet tomorrow instead?"
I replied making a joke about the first part of her reply, to which she gave 7 replies (2 of which were smileys) reacting positively, then told her "Listen, I think it's best if we meet tonight as tomorrow they're gonna implement another lockdown and then I'm not sure when we'll be able to meet again!"
She replied: "Yes they will implement a lockdown but it only comes into effect at midnight, so we can still meet tomorrow"
And I wrote her, just on the off-chance that she was feeling slut guilt or regret or pressure or discomfort, "Listen I also think the way we met was random, but I liked your vibe, and think we have a natural connection. Let's meet with no expectations, and simply see what happens" to which she said "I think that's a good idea"
Then I sent her a short audio basically saying the same thing again, and telling her if she was feeling discomfort, or guilt, she needn't, feel any of that, as I simply wanted her company, and to enjoy our connection, without any expectations. I finalized it by telling her I was going to be very busy the next day, and so it would be more convenient to meet tonight.
And she replied saying "Bismarck! I'm actually tired, haven't left the office yet! Don't worry about it, we don't have to meet tomorrow, it can be another day!"
So I replied: "I'm not worried In that case, make sure you rest tonight, and I'm going to organize myself so we can meet tomorrow night"
The Next Day
The next day she texted me asking me if I still wanted to meet, I said yes, she suggested 7:30pm, I said I can only from 8:30pm, then we set the place, and shortly before I told her to text me when she arrived, she did.
I went and picked her up, two cheek kisses, held her hand from square to bar, sat at bar, chatted for 1/1.5 hours, had my hand on her leg towards the end, we were talking about travelling (she was, mostly) and I was asking her about her job, and I managed to insert a few more non-judgmental frames, and to seed the pull a few times by mentioning drinks I have at home and stuff.
We left the bar still had our beers in our hands (due to COVID restrictions bars were closing at 22:30 until today, from tomorrow everything will be closed) and walked straight back to mine.
Still at the bar I'd said "let's put them in plastic cups and continue drinking them" without specifying where, but I knew her unquestioning assent meant I had carte blanche to do with her as I wished.
I walked her upstairs (on the way home I told her she reminded me of a girl from the same region of Spain I'd met before, which led to a nice conversation) then put some music on (jazz) we chatted a bit more then she was sitting on the chaise longue.
I followed Bacc's recent advice not to lean into her to kiss, just held her waist and brought her in, then started kissing her, she sat on my lap (was keen) then eventually all clothes were off, then fingered her a bit after biting her nipples and sucking them, then got a condom and started fucking her in different positions.
At first she was making the pleasure noises, but then later she went quiet, and seemed somewhere else, perhaps a little uncomfortable. 30 minutes into the sesh she said she couldn't do it anymore, that she had someone else on her mind, and she got up, got dressed, and left.
What's been up
So last year I lost my job of 7 years which was my primary vehicle for obtaining casual sex. As I have already had a chance to write (and those of you who know me from before this forum have already read me write this) this means I used to have a passive attitude towards getting laid. I didn't fully control my access to strange, except in those off-chances when I did do some day game or night game and smashed.
Losing my job and having my entire market suddenly disappear due to the pandemic left me income-less and saddled with higher living costs after my rent increased 33% and so did the price of food in supermarkets. So I relegated getting toosh to a secondary plane and set about trying to find a source of income and see about future career prospects.
I did that and eventually started to get some money flowing in (in no small part thanks to members of this forum who I consider true friends) but didn't really get back to taking full responsibility for my access to women's intimacy, opting instead for a "social circle" experiment which ended up yielding what socializing is supposed to yield, namely, socializing. (Not sex)
This year I decided I was going to start going for it.
During Christmas and the days leading up to NYE 2020-2021 I was still in employment, and once that work ended and January rolled in I had now not only to concentrate on the short course I'm currently doing and the steadily increasing pile of papers, oral presentations, and so on I have coming up as assessments for, but also the final phase of an application I began in August last year for a very prestigious and extremely competitive internship overseas.
Since the beginning of January, then, I have been completely SWAMPED with work. But I didn't let this stop me from going out of my apartment, walking around, and meeting girls during the day for at least 1/2 hours 2 days/week (I would have done it more had I not been so busy and were it not so cold at night, but we've had a polar front here with evenings at 1 degree Celsius which is quite rare in these parts, and the cold wind has been absolutely unbearable).
The Approach
This was the 15-18th approach I did this year (don't have an exact number, but it's in that ballpark. Not sure I can make any radical inferences from it yet, but you could say, at least until my next batch of approaches, that I have something like a 1:15 ratio from day game based on this (though in the past I have done one-shot kills).
I was actually recording the audio for the approach here (which I haven't heard entirely from scratch yet) and so can make a more accurate reappraisal of what went down.
Basically it was around 13:30 when I approached her down by the riverside. She was sitting sprawled by the water writing in what appeared to be a diary of sorts.
I approached her directly, "I was walking here, saw you, and thought you look cute writing in your diary, so wanted to say hi." She said "thanks."
Then I sat next to her and we started chatting.
5 minutes into the conversation I asked her where she lived.
10 minutes into the conversation I decided to test her compliance by asking her if she wanted to walk with me.
And then we walked all the way to my apartment. On the way there I continued chatting with her still getting to know her and talking about myself, and asking her if she'd had lunch yet, and she asked: “but wasn’t lockdown at 13:00? isn’t everything closed already?” and, mostly, venues were closed. However, there was a small place open on my street so I suggested we get some beers at this small Seven-Eleven next to my apartment.
Once we'd bought the drinks, I told her I had a patio/verandah with a view of the river, to which she said "cool" and so I just brought her into my apartment, making sure to continue talking to her while doing so.
Upstairs she stayed in my apartment about 1.5/2 hours and there were no awkward pauses or lulls in the conversation. I did get closer to her, started touching her, then kissed her briefly, she said "This is strange, we've just met" after the first time and I agreed "Yeah, you're totally right" then changed topics continued chatting.
After some more chatting, showing her the apartment, etc. (my primary goal was to get her feeling comfortable) I sat her on my lap in front of my laptop to show her something, then kissed her again.
Then she once more voiced how "weird" it was that she was at mine ("I've never done this before!" (I replied: "even if you had, I wouldn't think any less of you for it! I think what we're doing is natural, we are enjoying each other's company").
I asked her to imagine if she was still down by the river, and if she'd simply gone home, if she'd be better off, and she said "no", then I told her my biggest fear was to "die full of regrets" and that that's why sometimes (also because I don't go out at night because I like waking up early) I meet people during the day.
I added, "who says this is weird?" Who are you letting decide what constitutes something "weird" and what doesn't? To which she replied "yeah, only you are the person you should be responsible to".
Eventually I unclipped her bra and felt her breasts when we made out a little (third time we kissed, if I recall correctly) and she said "Bismarck!" and I didn't push any further. At that point she had already said she was leaving, and I was cool with not pushing too far for sex, because I thought this way I could still see her again and then seal the deal without her feeling like a slut.
We exchanged two pecks when I walked her to the door before she left, and set plans to meet two days later, in the evening, for a drink.
Two Days Later
In the interim I shot her a text after she'd left my place on the same day I'd met her saying "nice to meet you today! " to which she replied "I really enjoyed it as well" or something to that effect.
I’d sent her a value-giving text on the day before the day we were to meet, to which she'd also responded.
Finally the day rolls around and I sent her a text saying "Spanish girl! let's meet at x in y place"
She came back with "Bismarck! blablabla I'm tired, can we meet tomorrow instead?"
I replied making a joke about the first part of her reply, to which she gave 7 replies (2 of which were smileys) reacting positively, then told her "Listen, I think it's best if we meet tonight as tomorrow they're gonna implement another lockdown and then I'm not sure when we'll be able to meet again!"
She replied: "Yes they will implement a lockdown but it only comes into effect at midnight, so we can still meet tomorrow"
And I wrote her, just on the off-chance that she was feeling slut guilt or regret or pressure or discomfort, "Listen I also think the way we met was random, but I liked your vibe, and think we have a natural connection. Let's meet with no expectations, and simply see what happens" to which she said "I think that's a good idea"
Then I sent her a short audio basically saying the same thing again, and telling her if she was feeling discomfort, or guilt, she needn't, feel any of that, as I simply wanted her company, and to enjoy our connection, without any expectations. I finalized it by telling her I was going to be very busy the next day, and so it would be more convenient to meet tonight.
And she replied saying "Bismarck! I'm actually tired, haven't left the office yet! Don't worry about it, we don't have to meet tomorrow, it can be another day!"
So I replied: "I'm not worried In that case, make sure you rest tonight, and I'm going to organize myself so we can meet tomorrow night"
The Next Day
The next day she texted me asking me if I still wanted to meet, I said yes, she suggested 7:30pm, I said I can only from 8:30pm, then we set the place, and shortly before I told her to text me when she arrived, she did.
I went and picked her up, two cheek kisses, held her hand from square to bar, sat at bar, chatted for 1/1.5 hours, had my hand on her leg towards the end, we were talking about travelling (she was, mostly) and I was asking her about her job, and I managed to insert a few more non-judgmental frames, and to seed the pull a few times by mentioning drinks I have at home and stuff.
We left the bar still had our beers in our hands (due to COVID restrictions bars were closing at 22:30 until today, from tomorrow everything will be closed) and walked straight back to mine.
Still at the bar I'd said "let's put them in plastic cups and continue drinking them" without specifying where, but I knew her unquestioning assent meant I had carte blanche to do with her as I wished.
I walked her upstairs (on the way home I told her she reminded me of a girl from the same region of Spain I'd met before, which led to a nice conversation) then put some music on (jazz) we chatted a bit more then she was sitting on the chaise longue.
I followed Bacc's recent advice not to lean into her to kiss, just held her waist and brought her in, then started kissing her, she sat on my lap (was keen) then eventually all clothes were off, then fingered her a bit after biting her nipples and sucking them, then got a condom and started fucking her in different positions.
At first she was making the pleasure noises, but then later she went quiet, and seemed somewhere else, perhaps a little uncomfortable. 30 minutes into the sesh she said she couldn't do it anymore, that she had someone else on her mind, and she got up, got dressed, and left.