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This was the most straightforward lay I've had. Unfortunately, there's not a whole lot to talk about in the actual pull, but there are some interesting learnings at least.
So here it goes.
I was out doing approaches late at night on one of the main streets in the city. It was a foreign country, I didn’t speak the local language, and I saw this girl with big tits and a nice juicy butt—brown/tanned skin, long black hair, exactly my type. Well, one of my types at least. Oh, and did I mention she had a big juicy butt?
So anyway, I get in front of her, stop her, and basically just give her some compliments on her energy. She doesn’t speak any English, so I whip out the translator and just say that I like her energy. Then we get interrupted by some street vendors trying to sell us chocolate. She shoos them away and then rapidly messages on my phone through the translator app, saying, Hey, we can meet tomorrow morning for breakfast or something. She asks if I live in the area.
For some reason, I didn’t think to push for the pull then and instead gave her an option. I said, Yeah, we could either meet right now and get some drinks or we can meet tomorrow, and for some reason, she took the latter option.
The next morning, she messages me at 6 a.m. asking, Are you sure you still want to meet today? because she had some disagreement with her father and we had to find a new place to meet. I didn’t understand why, but whatever—I just picked another café in the area.
I meet her there, and she’s dressed in this sexy, skin-tight, basically see-through knitted dress. You could see everything. It was hot.
From the moment we meet, the sexual tension is through the roof. I greet her with a kiss on the cheeks, French-style. As we’re walking, I glance at her lips, letting my eyes linger before looking back up, and she mirrors it—it’s incredibly on.
At Starbucks, she first picks a spot where we’re sitting across from each other, but I tell her to get up and sit next to me. We start playing the questions game through the translator app, sitting really close, and every time I say anything mildly flirtatious, she just breaks into laughter. I put my hand down next to her, palm up, and she immediately takes my hand in hers.
We start doing some innuendo. She tells me she works out, and I’m like, Yeah, I know why you work out. She tells me she walks a lot, and I’m like, Yeah, I know what that means, basically implying she has a big butt. And she's playing along. She goes for a smoke, so we go outside, and there’s some more innuendo going on with her saying she's gonna teach me her language and I say, yea I’m going to teach you a couple things in return
She asks if I live alone. I give some half-ass response like, I have roommates, but we’ll have the place to ourselves, or something like that.
We walk back to my place hand in hand, sit on the couch. She throws out a mild shit test, Oh, I bet you bring 50 girls here. I don’t remember exactly how I handled it, but just gave some standard response.
Then @Devilicious walks in with his girl. They go to their room, and my girl just snuggles into me, resting on my shoulder. At that point, I lean in and kiss her, then take her hand and lead her to the bedroom. There was no LMR whatsoever.
I came pretty much immediately and she was worried that I had busted inside of her.
After, we were cuddling in bed for some time. I positioned the fan so we weren’t drenched in sweat, and then I tried fucking her again, but I was too soft. After a while, I got hard again and started pounding her doggy style—she was moaning very loudly (as @Devilicious can attest to for a minute). Then she stops me because it’s too hot and stuffy.
She spends the next 20 minutes trying to convince me to come back to her Airbnb with her, but I just didn’t feel like taking the chance. In hindsight, I should have—there was nothing wrong with her.
In fact, we did rent an Airbnb together for two days later, but that experience didn’t have the same spark as our initial date for several reasons beyond both our control. She was going through a bunch of shit
Since this was basically just a layup report, I feel like I owe some lessons and takeaways:
So here it goes.
I was out doing approaches late at night on one of the main streets in the city. It was a foreign country, I didn’t speak the local language, and I saw this girl with big tits and a nice juicy butt—brown/tanned skin, long black hair, exactly my type. Well, one of my types at least. Oh, and did I mention she had a big juicy butt?
So anyway, I get in front of her, stop her, and basically just give her some compliments on her energy. She doesn’t speak any English, so I whip out the translator and just say that I like her energy. Then we get interrupted by some street vendors trying to sell us chocolate. She shoos them away and then rapidly messages on my phone through the translator app, saying, Hey, we can meet tomorrow morning for breakfast or something. She asks if I live in the area.
For some reason, I didn’t think to push for the pull then and instead gave her an option. I said, Yeah, we could either meet right now and get some drinks or we can meet tomorrow, and for some reason, she took the latter option.
The next morning, she messages me at 6 a.m. asking, Are you sure you still want to meet today? because she had some disagreement with her father and we had to find a new place to meet. I didn’t understand why, but whatever—I just picked another café in the area.
I meet her there, and she’s dressed in this sexy, skin-tight, basically see-through knitted dress. You could see everything. It was hot.
From the moment we meet, the sexual tension is through the roof. I greet her with a kiss on the cheeks, French-style. As we’re walking, I glance at her lips, letting my eyes linger before looking back up, and she mirrors it—it’s incredibly on.
At Starbucks, she first picks a spot where we’re sitting across from each other, but I tell her to get up and sit next to me. We start playing the questions game through the translator app, sitting really close, and every time I say anything mildly flirtatious, she just breaks into laughter. I put my hand down next to her, palm up, and she immediately takes my hand in hers.
We start doing some innuendo. She tells me she works out, and I’m like, Yeah, I know why you work out. She tells me she walks a lot, and I’m like, Yeah, I know what that means, basically implying she has a big butt. And she's playing along. She goes for a smoke, so we go outside, and there’s some more innuendo going on with her saying she's gonna teach me her language and I say, yea I’m going to teach you a couple things in return
She asks if I live alone. I give some half-ass response like, I have roommates, but we’ll have the place to ourselves, or something like that.
We walk back to my place hand in hand, sit on the couch. She throws out a mild shit test, Oh, I bet you bring 50 girls here. I don’t remember exactly how I handled it, but just gave some standard response.
Then @Devilicious walks in with his girl. They go to their room, and my girl just snuggles into me, resting on my shoulder. At that point, I lean in and kiss her, then take her hand and lead her to the bedroom. There was no LMR whatsoever.
I came pretty much immediately and she was worried that I had busted inside of her.
After, we were cuddling in bed for some time. I positioned the fan so we weren’t drenched in sweat, and then I tried fucking her again, but I was too soft. After a while, I got hard again and started pounding her doggy style—she was moaning very loudly (as @Devilicious can attest to for a minute). Then she stops me because it’s too hot and stuffy.
She spends the next 20 minutes trying to convince me to come back to her Airbnb with her, but I just didn’t feel like taking the chance. In hindsight, I should have—there was nothing wrong with her.
In fact, we did rent an Airbnb together for two days later, but that experience didn’t have the same spark as our initial date for several reasons beyond both our control. She was going through a bunch of shit
Lessons
Since this was basically just a layup report, I feel like I owe some lessons and takeaways:
- Inner game realization – If I talk to enough girls, I can meet girls who are interested in me. That doesn’t necessarily mean they’ll translate into lays, but they’ll be interested. I had two back to back instant dates the day before, and then I met this girl. And I've been having several interested girls in the prior month too.
- @Kvothe suggested I think about the times when I had to make a decision and how it panned out in hindsight as a way to find lessons. So...
- Date logistics were pretty good despite being in a foreign country and having to wing it all. Shopping malls are a safe bet for doing a bunch of bounces
- Usually I would go to the bathroom to give the girl a chance to get comfy with the place but this time I just escalated. I feel like going to the bathroom would've killed the sexual tension and momentum here
- Overall this was just a simple exercise in leading and I did a good job of that throughout the date
- Just because you guys don't speak the same language doesn't mean you can't fuck. We used translate for the entire date
Late night street stop in a dominant fashion - somehow you don't need a lot of time to build connection. The time of night and style of approach is arousing enough for the girl to make a quick 'Yes' decision.
