There’s a whole world of sex out there.
Back in my pre-game days I had the usual male views about girls’ sexuality. I knew they liked sex and I knew they liked it rough but I never fully appreciated how quickly they’d decide they wanted it. I thought it was only easy girls who put out the first day you meet them. It’s barely an exaggeration to say I thought threesomes only happened in pornos and toilet sex was an urban myth. How little I knew…..
My experiences in Game have taught me alot about female sexuality. I’ve learned that many girls want Adventure Sex to add sparkle to the dreary routine of their lives. They’ve read Jackie Collins and EL James and they want their story. They want their memory to get tingly flashbacks about while entering data into Excel at work. I sincerely believe that if you sit a normal girl down in a normal cafe to talk about it she really won’t know where her sexual limits and proclivities are. She won’t believe that she could be picked up one afternoon from the corner of Buckhingham Palace and then rousted in an stranger’s bedroom before the night is out. That’s why its so common to see confusion on a girl’s face after she’s been Same Day Laid. She didn’t know she had it in her and yet here she is, wiping a stranger’s cum out of her eyes with no idea which part of the city she’s in. And she has to admit to herself that she enjoyed it.
Usually I make her admit it while I’m fucking her
Me: “When you woke up this morning did you think you’d be in a stranger’s bed, getting fucked hard?”
Me: “Did you think a stranger would pick you up from the street?”
Me: “You like it don’t you. You like that I saw you, thought I want to fuck that, and now here you are, bouncing around with my dick deep inside you, don’t you?”
Her: “Yes! I love it!”
Such it was with this cute little girl. Definitely a Mexi-can not a Mexi-can’t. So where were we…. yes the corner of Buckingham Palace…. readers of Tom Torero’s
longwinded boring comprehensive book will have heard how he picked up a Chilean tourist from the Green Park corner of Buckingham palace and SDL’d her. Good work, fella. I got a German from that corner. It’s fairly tight game, junior instructor level. However real elite-level daygamers SDL tourists from both publically-accessible corners of Buckingham Palace.
Incontrovertible truth, yesterday
While out with Tom in early July it’s about 2pm and the heat is burning us. After a cruise around the fountains opposite the Palace we decide to strike out towards Victoria. There’s long processions of Portuguese and French schoolies cluttering the streets but as the masses part I see a cute little hamster ambling about on her own. I don’t even need to describe to you dear readers how she was dressed or what she was carrying in her hands. I open.
My vibe is good, there’s eye sparkle. After five minutes I take a number. Allow me to offer a small calibration tip for SDLing tourists…… It’s 2pm, it’s a beautiful day, and this girl just arrived in London late last night as a stopover before continuing on to West Africa tomorrow morning for a placement in an embassy. This is her one day in London, her first time in Europe.
Should I instant date her?
Quite similar to this but not hardened
If you answered anything other than “hell no” you need to go back to SDL school (or read the chapter on SDLs in my upcoming book, should I decide to release it). This girl has 24 precious hours in the city of her dreams and she’s only just begun exploring. She wants to see Big Ben, the Houses of Parliament, the Tower of London. She wants to walk around and absorb the atmosphere on a clear sunny day, snapping off pictures for the memories. Even if I do corral her into a cafe for a drink her mind will be constantly wandering to all those tourist sites she can’t see because she’s having coffee with me. The smart call is to bin the Same Day Lay and instead push for the Same Day Delay. That means agreeing to meet up with her later in the evening after all the sightseeing is done. Advantages?
- You don’t waste time trotting around tourist sites, time better spent opening other girls
- If she meets you later its more on because she’s had time to think about it and decided Yes. She’s passed through an additional early filter
- She’s not distracted. If anything she’s all touristed-out and just wants to relax over a drink or two
- She’s had a chance to go back to her hotel to shower, shave her pussy, and put on nice underwear
- It’s closer to nighttime and the sexual vibe it brings
So it looks good and I let her go, telling her to text me once she’s finished. Here’s the transcript:
Me: [5pm] Hey. I’m in Trafalgar Square How is your adventure in London? [ping text, frame it as adventure]
Her: [6pm] Hey it has been cool, im around piccadily, don’t kno where trafalgar is [looks good]
Me: Meet me at Piccadilly at 7:30pm? [push for logistics, we already agreed date in set]
Her: Bought ticket for the theatre 7:30, maybe afterwards? [counter offer, happy to meet late, no complaining about tiredness and needing to sleep]
Me: Which show? [bring logistics under my control]
Her: Let it be at savoy theatre
Me: I know the savoy. I’ll meet you after the show [remove chances for her to derail this, I’ll be right outside to intercept]
Her: Ok, let me know where. Barrery is dying ill turn it on after the show [keen]
Me: I’ll be outside the savoy.
Lets pause and think what’s going on here. When you follow the usual two-date daygame model you’ve got margins for error. If things get a bit tangled in the texting phase you can give her a 48-hour roll-off and rebuild momentum with a ping text. If her calendar is blocked out you can wait for it to clear. If her phone runs out of battery there’s time for her to recharge it. In contrast, SDLing a tourist her last night in town is redlining your car. The slightest error, the slightest bump in the road and you’ll be spinning Artyon Senna-like into the wall. The single biggest source of fucking up an SDL is logistics. Where can this go wrong if I just suggest meeting at Trafalgar Square, a mere five minutes walk from the theatre?
She starts walking the wrong direction and gets lost. Her phone dies.
She starts walking after two hours sitting in a theatre chair. She realises her legs are tired and she wants to go home.
She is lulled into sleep in the theatre and can’t be bothered with a date. Might as well go home and text she feels tired.
One of the few things you can control in the Game is logistics. I could google the theatre, call them and find out what time the 7:30pm show finishes. Then at kicking out time there I am at the main entrance waiting for her. It’s not creepy because she agreed to it. What I’m doing is removing her weasel-room and general tourist/woman incompetence. So it goes smooth? No. She’s not there. I wait fifteen minutes, then text Tom “Was on time but a no show. What a surprise”
Fuck it, might as well fire out a message to her. I was surprised she got cold feet. It seemed on.
Me: [15 minutes after finish, everyone has left theatre] Hey. I waited at savoy theatre but didn’t see you
Her: [immediate reply] Really? Me neither. where are u now?
Me: Outside savoy. Come here
Her: Im by the london eye. Somewhere in the middle?
Me: Cross the white footbridge and wait at Embankment underground station entrance
Ah….. turns out she accidently went out the back exit. So we meet and I walk her along to an nice English pub. A textbook application of the SDL model ensues. Comfort, rapport, spiking. She’s keeping herself quite restrained so I’m thinking its amber lights. At the second venue, a dark bar/club in Covent Garden which is nearly empty on a Wednesday night, I get good seductive isolation and kiss close. She responds well, murmuring something about it being fast but accepting it and kissing well. I put her legs across me and give lots of physical comfort.
By now it’s pushing midnight and most bars are shut. We get turned away from a couple so I just pull the trigger faster than planned and push her into a taxi. She has no problem with it. Back in the house she needs twenty minutes on email and facebook to sort out her visa worries for the next day. No point trying to push her away from that – she’s sitting on my bed looking comfortable. I can be patient.
Finally she resolves her admin to her satisfaction so I pull her down to me and escalate. She’s naked very quickly. No LMR. There’s the usual post-sex “how did this happen” and she tells me five prior sexual partnets. I text Tom
“Correction. +1. Mexican flag. SDL. Story to follow”