Long distance soul collection – Painter

November 10, 2010
krauserpua

Facebook game is magical. Done properly it allows you to take a weak hook on an unavailable set and gradually work her till she’s eating out of your palm. I met Painter for literally five minutes and a quicky facebook close. She refused the number and gave a boyfriend defense. That was September. Two months later using nothing but Facebook and she’s like this…. [BTW, usually she opens me now]

Me – So you’re alive! [she had no internet or phone during her week in Germany, so we joked she’d been kidnapped]

Her – unfortunately, yeah? ;D

Me – unfortunate….

Her – would you worry, if everythink hapen to me? ;D [she wants to be important to me] english mistakes.. hrrr.. i’m angry with myself

Me – haha, of course I worry! [comfort]

Her – ok then ;] how are you in Croatia?

Me – We are having a quiet night. It’s been raining alot since we arrived

Her – hmm

Me – It’s still fun How was Berlin?

Her – good, but first day was raining too next day was better i liked that city, people they all are polite and friendly

Me – nice

Her – did you saw Berlin? was you there?

Me – No. I’ve been to Dusseldorf I like Germany

Her – you visited a lot of places in the world it’s cool i think, that you are busy today.. and i disturb you [IOIing my high value lifestyle and concerned she’s imposing onto my time. These are strong signs she looks up to me]

Me – No, just got a few chats open, with my family and friends I always have time for you [comfort, snowflaking]

Her – honor for me 🙂 [likes it]

Me – haha, you’re nice [reward, give her a reason why I like her despite her boring life]

Her – and you aren’t 😛 i’m joking so, how is your sporting room at home? Are you using it? ;]

Me – yeah, I’ve been fighting my friends great fun!

Her – i think should be fun

Me – yeah, I kicked Lee in the head really hard by accident nearly knocked him out but he laughed [DHV on toughness]

Her – everythink is ok, what finished ok, without aftermath (if you understand what i mean) ;]

Me – all is well that ends well

Her – ok, thanks exactly ;D i will start to go to sportclub 😛

Me – Really? I like that You’re gonna get a really nice ass [sexualise]

Her – maybe ;D i think, that i need more movement [accepts it]

Me – I kinda like your ass already Still waiting for a good photo [keep going with it]

Her – ok, wait ;D i don’t like my ass, so you should wait till i beginn to like it ;D i’m serious [accepting the end result that I’m gonna see her ass]

Me – do you like your tits? [in for a penny, in for a pound…]

Her – you no need to know

Me – haha. Send me a photo, and I’ll tell you if I like them

Her – you want really to much >/ [that’s an IOI]

Me – hahaha. Not naked Just a nice bikini photo [set a limit on how sexual this is getting before she sets it]

Her – if other girls sends to you everythink, what you want, don’t mean that i will do this before you have to shave your beard ;D [she’s totally accepting my preselection and her need to compete]

Me – Oh, she’s defiant!

Her – should i be defiant? ;D

Me – Yes. It will be more fun to break you

Her – ok, i made a mistake again, but nevermind. my question in my mind was not like i wrote. nevermind ;D so, have you some friends in croatia?

Me – yeah [notice the word count is mostly her writing]

Her – you have friend probably even in the Antarctica friends* ;D [again she is letting me see how much she thinks I’m The Man]

Me – yes, the penguins and polar bears

Her – that was i thought ;D ok, i’ll tell you i like my tits ;D 😛 [women like to be sexualised by alpha males]

Me – both of them? [being retarded cos it’s important not to be overwhelmed when she sexualises, like a horny beta would]

Her – hmm.. yes strange question

Me – Haha, I’m just being silly

Her – i see your haha sounds ironic

Me – No, I’m having fun How is your homework? [her taking photos of herself for me]

Her – whichone?

Me – Tell me both [direct order]

Her – nothink, i’m waiting for inspiration ;D or inducement ;D [she wants to do it but needs pushing over the edge, for me to take responsibility away from her so she doesn’t feel like a slut]

Me – inducement? hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Are you talking about the beard?

Her – hmm.. i don’t think so.. our homeworks are not adequante your task is too easy i think >/

Me – interesting……

Her – what? first homework with laughing girl is ok, sometime i’ll do it. because i like it

Me – cool

Her – but other [her dressed in underwear doing housework in a sexy pose] it’s not the same that to shave beard ;D i can shave my legs and send photo ;DDD ;DDD understand what i mean? ;D

Me – Yes. I think you should do the second one without your face in the photo

Her – i can fake it ;D anyway, it’s not the same like your homework

Me – Are you re-negotiating the deal?

Her – we can try ;P but don’t give a promise yet I don’t* [= it’s gonna happen eventually]

Me – ok

Her – so.. your homework..

Me – I don’t give a promise yet… I need inducement…

Her – me too are your body muscular? you are boxer [she’s thinking about me physically, allowing herself to lust]

Me – I look like this

Krauser, yesterday

Her – so your photos in fb is fake ;D when i saw you alive, you were slimmer, your weight growing up very fast ;D

Me – haha

Her – so answer is…? is it a secret? you can ask me about my tits and dont want to answer to simple question [minor shit test]

Me – wait ok, what is the question? [playfully defiant but not actually evasive]

Her – dont try to be silly ;D it’s about your body

Me – ok, ask again…

Her – look above in chat         is your body muscular?

Me – Quite muscular, but a little bit of fat from eating and drinking too much recently I used to look like this…

Krauser, last week

Her – this one is better ;D

Me – So you like muscles?

Her – not to much too* health and natural somethink like this wait

Me – waiting

Her [link to Markie Mark with his shirt off]

Me – Markie Mark?

Her – a little bit too much muscles on stomach yes i don’t say that your body should be like him ;D i think, that a lot of boys or mens with big muscles are with empty heads are not very interessting and they just proud of yoursels yourselfs* [she’s telling me what she hopes I am like and how she wants to like me]

Me – Very true

Her – but i’m not saying that all

Me – My opinion is: I want my body to be useful, not just a display I don’t want to LOOK tough. I want to BE tough [reframe]

Her – good opinion, i like that and it’s somethink similary with girls and beauty

Me – how do you mean? [get her to invest]

Her – beauty isn’t everythink if she don’t understand enythink, haven’t her opinion, she is only a doll [from a beautiful girl this is not sour grapes]

Me – Yeah. That’s why I stopped dating models [DHV]

Her – are they stupid? i understand, that not all

Me – Not stupid, just different…. [not slagging them, positioning myself as the man with knowledge of the world]

Her – but you stopped dating

Me – When a girl is beautiful, life is easy for her. Men do everything for her So she doesn’t NEED to develop interesting character Some of them do, most of them don’t

Her – i think, that such a girls are polluting good name of womans i hate them they are marionette in the rich man hand (mostly)

Me – These girls match the guys. Girls = beauty and no brain. Guys = money and no charisma. They match. [reframe away the competition]

Her – in Lithuania it sounds: match like hatchet and handle i cant to translate exactly

Me – I understand

Her – ok

Me – BUT

Her – ?

Me – some of the models are actually nice people just not very interesting to have a conversation with [don’t project bitterness or hate, but give her a window of opportunity so she knows she can catch a guy like me]

Her – i don’t know models, and trust, that not all are without brains:] you know.. i like, that you are experienced you saw a lot of countrys, you know a lot of people, your job is interesting i think that you life is almost perfect [could I ask for a bigger IOI?]

Me – Thanks. You’re sweet. [reward, qualify]

Her – and sometimes i fell like.. hmm.. very borring person, which haven’t nothink to tell about yourself and life i’m too outspoken now [she’s worried she’s not good enough for me so she’s bashful. I absolutely love this – she instinctively knows how to make a guy like her]

Me – You’re still young It takes time to build an interesting life, and to have interesting stories [setting myself as her teacher]

Her – you say – you know sometimes i don’t know enythik about my wishes.. i dont know, what i want to do.. and especialy the last month.. [= she’s seen a window of excitement and now she’s thinking of ditching her boyfriend]

Me – That’s normal for your age [comfort, normalise these thoughts]

Her – i need to talk with somebody from other surrounding ok, nevermind, you don don’t need to listen to me it’s my problem [she wants adventure. Remember she’s young, not got money, and lives in a boring country with a normal boring boyfriend. Her horizons are opening and I’m the shiny exciting thing on the other side of the river]

Me – That’s ok. I’m sympathetic to you. What did you do today? [snip the thread before she talks herself into shit state]

Her – i had classwork, then i and my friend(girl) went out for lunch, then went to itycentre citycentre* i went through that bench ;F ;D where we met then, we bought icecream from macdonalds [she’s building a legend around our romantic meet]

Me – Nice

Her – and went to cathedral and then home that was really nice day, especialy evening and you/ ?

Me – We’ve been looking around Zagreb went to a big fruit market

Her – did you like?

Me – Yeah, I love to see how other people live I’m starting to like Eastern Europe

Her – you never stay in the one place for long time everytime you do something new and interesting you and your life is charming i don’t know other people like you [another strong IOI]

Me – thanks [reward]

Her – :D# i’m saying too much ;D [she’s way out of her comfort zone but feels compelled to compliment me – the hindbrain is taking her on a ride]

Me – Maybe, but it’s nice [normalise her saying these things]

Her – i never do this ;D and i dont chating with unknown people (you was unknown in the begining) [again she can’t quite understand why her feelings are compelling her into this]

Me – Yeah, but we know each other now, and we like each other [give her a rationalisation]

Her – a little bit and i have a question.. you know my “family status”, but i don’t so do you have a woman or no? i don’t understand [she’s really letting the mask slip now and openly considering where she stands with me and whether she can fit into my life]

Me – Girls like me, but there’s no-one special [preselect but dangle a carrot]

Her – so answer is no ?

Me – Yes, it’s no [but not evasive]

Her – i understand, that you have a lot of girls, whitch likes you and you like them am i right? 🙂 [accepts preselection]

Me – yes

Her – ok what is the time in croatia now?

Me – Almost midnight

Her – here is almost 2 at night.. my eyes can close ;D how much time you have? [the restraint is gone, she is happy for me to know she wants to spend time in my company]

Me – I’ll be awake some time longer

Her – ?

Me – I have some time

Her – so, if you say something interesting, i’ll stay a little bit longer in here if you don’t want i stay, say it [strange wording, is she trying to make me chase?]

Me – I bought a remote control car today.        I tell you what…. Go to bed. Sleep well. We’ll talk some other time. [to be on the safe side I snip the thread and then order her about]

Her – have a good night. bye

Me – bye

My second model in two days

November 10, 2010
krauserpua

Just a quick note on the Estonian model I picked up on a bootcamp on Saturday. It was right at the end of the daygame infield and we were hanging around outside M&S waiting for a student to come out of set so we could all finish. A very tall girl in a stylish black ensemble ambles past. I turn around and open:

Me: Hi, can I say something. I love that you are so tall!

Her: *stops, smiles, then shit tests me with silence and a stare*

Me: blah blah bullshit…..

She’s on her way to meet people but I get about ten minutes with her as she gradually softens. She’s high value / high esteem so she’s not playing games, just listening and watching to see what I’ve got. I hold a steady non-reactive frame and gradually draw her out of the shell until she’s IOIing me. About four times she lets slip *ahem* that she’s a model and four times I completely fail to get excited about it and just talk about something else. The vibe is still in it’s early stages so I go for facebook instead of a number as she’s clearly in a hurry and has given me as long as she reasonably can. She accepts the add and shows up on chat tonight. I reopen:

Another high value girl

Me 21:33 – oh no! It’s her…….. [playful]

Her 21:33 – im sure its her [same vibe as before – interested, uncommited, waiting to see what I have]

Me 21:34 – The tall one…. [remind her of the pickup, avoid framing her as “the model” or anything else she wanted to be framed as that might supplicate me]

Her 21:34 – well on that street she was… 🙂 [as before – watching and waiting]

Me 21:35 – There’s a picture of you I really like. [one of her photos has her wearing a Chewbacca mask at a party] I think it was taken by Hans Solo  [setting up that I’m going to compliment her on one of her many modelling photos but instead pick the one photo of her having fun looking like a retard. Signalling that I like her because she’s fun not simply because she’s beautiful. Unexpected]

* nothing, she goes offline *[I read this as a shit test. I’ve teased her and she’s silent so do I backtrack spinelessly or go chasing raport?]

Me 21:52 – You look like this….    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2CkDFVFdH8M&feature=player_embedded  [I do neither, I tease her even more]

Her 22:13 – haha    nice one  [another long wait to see if I fold, I don’t so she likes it]

That’s enough for the initial chat. She remains online for another half-hour but I’m juggling chats with another ten targets who are further along than her, and I think it’s important not to chase Estonia. Having her know I know she’s online yet I’m not chasing rapport is a powerful way of maintaining aloofness without being rude. I don’t need this girl and I’m not convinved, but she’s definitely on my radar – that’s the frame. All I want is to bring her into my orbit as the girl who chats a little on Facebook. From there I can build out on the Long Game like French Fan and Artist.

 

Minimalist facebook game – HB Polish Wonky Fringe

November 6, 2010
krauserpua

Not all game is bells and whistles. Sometimes you’re busy, she’s busy and you just want to maintain a connection. Here’s an example from half an hour ago. My goal was to keep the wordcount low. This is the girl I street kiss-closed in Poland last month. Now it’s over to long game until she finally comes to London.

 

Before she cut her own hair

Me 18:14 – work or play?
Her 18:14 – party ;p
Me 18:14 – Facebook party? So exciting….. not
Her 18:17 – stop being so ironic
Me 18:18 – boo
Her 18:18 – you’re jealous    because you’re staying at home tonight ;p
Me 18:19 – It’s true. I’m staying home tonight.    Croatia on Monday though 🙂
Her 18:19 – now I’m jealous ;p
Me 18:21 – what’s the party?
Her 18:22 – first, at my friends’ home    then at club
Me 18:22 – Nice. Your hometown?
Her 18:24 – yep    I’m late    I’ m always late    they will kill me this time, my friends
Me 18:27 – you should probably stop talking to me and get ready ;);)
Her 18:28 – ;p probably i should    but i can’t ;p
Me 18:28 – haha
Her 18:31 – ok I’m ready for party    finally
Me 18:31 – looking sexy?
Her 18:31 – very sexy !!
Me 18:32 – Cool. Take a photo and show me
Her 18:32 – tomorrow 😉 I’m latee!!
Me 18:34 – have fun. Talk later
Her 18:34 – thanx, have a nice evening ;p

I pick up a Russian model

November 6, 2010
krauserpua

0:10 – It’s a busy crossing and we’re waiting for the lights when I see her. Hence plenty of time to get the camera turned on. I tell Jambone I’m gonna walk over and open her.
0:15 – I have to solve a technical problem… do I wait till she’s across the road and thus appear creepy waiting for her, do I open halfway across and then have to rush a bounce to the pavement, or do I stride confidently across the traffic and open before she’s gotten moving. Easy. Looks fucking awesome.
0:23 – Spontaneous opener straight out of the Krauser Daygame Model.
0:25 – I’ve got an audience. It’s a DHV to open without a worry of who is watching. It shows that I believe what I’m doing is natural.
0:35 – I haven’t killed momentum because it’s still normal for her to cross the road now (and there’s no way I can follow her without being creepy) so I have to keep her engaged with verbals long enough for the lights to change back to red.
0:40 – She’s meeting a friend. I have to get this done quickly. Usually I’d begin flipping the script and pausing now but I’m concerned about her momentum….
0:43 – …so I ask another leading question, which has a nuance of challenging her, to try to kill it.
0:54 – Finally I get a chance to stack properly into something she can talk about and start vibing.
1:01 – Hair twirl IOI.
1:06 – Note the solid eye contact. That’s the main DHV at this moment, not my jibber jabber.
1:18 – I should’ve let her talk more on the thread of getting into trouble. A minor mistake.
1:27 – She’s about to say something and I cut over it. Another mistake. I’m not well calibrated today.
1:54 – Personalise it to her.
2:16 – Rapport and show I have some education. Body language is unreactive and my energy is lower now.
2:31 – I’ve interrupted her again. Stupid! Never break rapport in daygame.
2:41 – You’re not listening to me are you? Just thinking about her tits.
2:53 – Basic comfort building questions while I try to get her to open up and invest. I’ve set a slightly weak vibe with all my interruptions. The frame is too much that she gives short answers while I skip across topics quickly. I should’ve slowed down earlier.

 

3:00 – Easy generic neg, especially for a girl who knows she’s beautiful.
3:05 – Finally I do something right and lead her.
3:13 – This is how high value / high esteem girls IOI – simply giving you their undivided attention and listening intently. No dramatics.
3:22 – Note the dog that didn’t bark. She’s not looking over my shoulder, or at her watch, or shifting awkwardly. There are no signs that she’s in a hurry to meet that friend or to eject from this conversation.
3:44 – I’m qualifying her. I haven’t given her any physical IOIs yet so I’m running this more like classic mystery method of letting her show her likeable side so I can then show interest in her. You can bet most guys can’t help but acknowledge her beauty right from the beginning.
4:10 – She’s much more open now.
4:18 – Most guys would jump on the model thing. “ooooh I’m talking to a model!!!!” I finally give her an oblique physical IOI while remaining mostly unfazed.
4:37 – No chance of the instant date and limited in how long I can keep her so I just go for the number. It’s a 50/50 chance.
4:41 – Qualify her on the close. Notice my frame is that I’m choosing and she’s no big deal.
4:50 – Time will tell if this was smart or retarded. I’ve had very little time to build rapport and invest her, so taking a number might fizzle out when she knows so little about me. Adding her to Facebook is less pressure for her and also lets me passively DHV and build rapport just from having her check out my profile. So I decline the text game and try Facebook.
5:02 – That’s a locking in leg cross from her, not a pussy tingle. I know from her legs and vibe that I’m not extracting the contact details – she’s happily giving them up (see the hair twirl IOI).
5:27 – Subcommunicating that I won’t waste my time trawling through pages to find her, I have better stuff to do. Usually I transition to “give me you number and I’ll text if I can’t find you” but in this case it sounds like she’s easy to find.
5:37 – I’m still projecting that I’m not fully convinced by her on the goodbye – no hug or handshake, but not rude either. I’m setting myself up as high value.

 

Verdict: She’s a 9, my game was a 7, and she’s just accepted the Facebook add. More posts to follow if I get her onto a date. Update: I’ve kiss closed and am dating her. Took down the images

I bang my first 17 year old Dutch blonde

November 5, 2010
krauserpua

This was fucking seedy.

I’m out with Suave shooting material and it’s been a so-so day. I’ve had a couple of weeks of inactivity so it’s taking time to recalibrate and find my vibe. The video camera has run out of battery and we are thinking of calling it a day. As we walk through the piazza at Covent Garden a girl opens me asking for directions. For some reason my spidersense tingles and I think she likes me so as she’s asking for a good place to drink I walk her fifty metres to a nearby pub – she then invites me on the instant date, telling me she’s too young to get served alcohol.

Ok. Pause. I’ve been opened and insta-dated. It’s going a bit quick…..


I project my usual alpha body language, eye contact and vocal tone. On cue she starts IOIing me and then it’s all a bit easy. I give a few physical compliments on her hair and eyelashes then we hold hands across the table. I kiss close her fifteen minutes in with the whole pub watching. Her eyes are spazzing out and she’s hit sexual state but she’s meeting the rest of her class in less than an hour for the theatre and says the teachers will take a roll call. She number closes me and we arrange a date the next day.

Next day I’m doing more material with Suave and Jambone. At the end of the session I meet Dutch and she’s pushed for time again so I just take her to the pub and finger fuck her in a booth in front of some elderly tourists. She won’t let me drag her to the toilets. I verbally escalate until she’s super-horny then send her away with an explicit agreement I’ll visit her host family’s house tonight to fuck her in an alleyway. Doesn’t quite work out that way. I arrive late, about half nine, and while her house is empty she’s expecting her friends and host granny back anytime. I throw her against the wall and escalate but she’s terrified of getting caught. She’s also told me she has only had sex one time in her life, two months ago. She’s horny but anxious.

Flatters her somewhat

We get interrupted and I just manage to pull up my strides and fasten my belt before the friends come in. The granny starts talking and really takes a shine to me so I have to humour her for ten minutes before Dutch excuses herself to the garden for a smoke and invites me to join. I walk her to the end of the garden and get to work on her LMR. She sucks my cock for a while but is constantly stopping to check no-one is looking out the windows. I can see granny is in her favourite comfy chair watching Question Time. Finally I get her to bend over so I can fuck her. I stick it in, which startles her cos she’s never taken it doggy style before, and I’ve barely gotten two strokes in when her friend opens the curtains on the 1st floor and looks out the window at us. Busted!

Dutch freaks out and that’s the end of that. We chat a bit and for all her anxiety she’s still really really happy. We go back inside and I have a coffee with Granny until it’s time for my train. Back at the house we have an RSG vote to determine if two strokes still counts as a lay. We decide it counts.

The international language of love

November 4, 2010
krauserpua

My most recent lay was a Japanese girl who barely spoke English. I learned alot about concentrating on eye contact and vocal tone to keep her attention, then just ploughing with simple sentences. At least the Jap could make simple sentences and I could fall back on my own Japanese language in a pinch. I found a girl today who was even worse. But damn she’s hot, so I kept going.


The video gets better from about the third minute when Suave finds the zoom control on my new camera. There’s no exciting conversation here, just look for how animated she gets and the great eye contact she gives me. Love is an international language…..

 

A sample of texts from the past two weeks

October 31, 2010
krauserpua

Turk: You are God like.you can get any girl or anything you want and i simply cant bear this. Offering me your friends was so ridiculous and hurtful cos u know it very well that i was melting in your arms, so dont knock my door again with your sick ideas

Thai
Me: And I just thought about fucking you now. In a toilet in Starbucks
Her: Haha, don’t talk like this cos I won’t stop myself from going to Starbucks to suck ur cock 😉
Me: I won’t stop you 😀
Her: When u r free 😛

Brazil: I can’t survive without you! 😦

Finland
Her: I hope nothing is change in your plans about my visit =)
Me: No change. We meet, we date, we fuck. It’ll be a good week 😉
Her: I coming to London not just to fuck with you, i really like you Krauser….

Frenchie: Oh no, that’s terrible… You were right. I’m extremely attracted to impossible relationships with bad boys, especially if it’s an english pick up artist who could never fall in love with anyone… and I find quite boring to date a nice australian guy who is still a virgin.. 😦 that’s not fair. I miss you. Anyway, now I do understand why some people need to be taught how to become….. more like you. Sleep well

Vignettes from a harem: Man-eater

October 30, 2010
krauserpua

I hesistate to call her a harem member because I don’t have enough hand. She’s sucked my cock a few times in public places and is all over me when we meet but I haven’t fucked her and can’t order her around when she’s not physically present. This is a girl who is massively into me but burns the candle at both ends with insane work hours at a top-end investment bank and also is constantly partying. I’m competing against literally dozens of high-earning sports-car-driving chodes who work with her. Hence my frame is to compete on my terms, not theirs. Here’s a sample of the text and phone exchanges. It’s a display of how I handle a typically tough situation: How do you maintain momentum and awareness with a girl where you have to keep re-initiating and yet don’t want to succumb to a chasing frame. Tough proposition. This is my attempt…..

It’s 27th September 2010 and it’s a week since we met. That time as we were walking back to the station she let me know she”d promised herself she wasn’t gonna kiss me or suck my cock tonight. My read is that she likes me and considers me different to all the chodes she meets, and thus needs comfort and rapport. But she’s so resistant to let that rapport happen and we are stuck in attraction. Every time I try to build rapport she blocks it. I think it’s a defense mechanism because she’s intimated that she was really hurt coming out of a long relationship a year ago. I think her slutty behaviour is motivated by trying to regain self esteem through exercising her sexual power. Weird, fucked up, and sel destructive but that’s how it looks. So as we are walking back I say this:

Me: You know, I’ve been trying to get a read on you for a long time. You’re complicated but I think I’ve figured you out. You present yourself as a sexually aggressive man-eater. It’s all blow job this and eat my pussy that. But I think that’s just a character that you like playing. I think that really, underneath the act, you’re just a sweet little girl. I see flashes of her. That’s who I want to get to know. That’s why I stick around.

She fucking loves it, and gives me a huge tits-first hug and then walks snuggled under my arm to the station. Then  radio silence and on the 27th I send out a feeler text:

Me 1:12pm – [North London place] or [East London place].  [she splits her time sleeping at two flats]
Her 2:50pm – Neither, just woke up, sorry…. autumn has barely begun & I’m dying from an awful sore throat!!! Feel as rough as a badgers a*se!! 😦
Me 2:58pm – Charming image. Maybe it’s cos you talk too much.
Her 3:01pm – *sigh* empathy only Krauser style eh?? It’s overwhelming!! Or maybe it’s because I ‘blow’ too much?? Takes a toll on a gals throat, gag reflexes & all 😉
Me 3:04pm – Classy. Very classy. With all that blowjob practice, I’d have expected you to be good at it by now 😛  Presumably your fucking skills are equally overrated… Lucky you have a winning personality…
Her 3:15pm – Lmao lmao lmao!!!!

Two days later

Her 9:28am – Call me, I’m dying been bed ridden since Friday!!!
Me 9:57am – Just woke up. Give me a little while so I can get rid of my girl.

We talk on the phone, mostly comfort, and she’s all sweetness and light. As I mentioned, for all the rampant sexual aggression, I think she’s a sweetie at heart. On the 2nd October I’m walking back from a date with a similar black girl

Me 5:42pm – Just walking past a [her former company] building and thought of you. Is that sweet or creepy?

She calls me half an hour later and gushes over how she loved the text. We talk for a long time as she regals me with stories about how she’s stayed in all day relaxing by watching internet porn and rubbing one out every few hours. She describes with open-eyed wonder all the fetish sites she found for dwarves, grannies and animals. Then we have two near miss dates cancelled (she cancels) and radio silence again. I go onto other things before 19th October:

Me 10:24pm – The girl I fucked tonight has bigger tits than you. Not better, but definitely bigger.
Her 1:18am – Gosh yr senses r good!! I literally just got back from Madrid, Spain [I changed city name] just now!!! Bigger is definitely not a winner if it’s not aesthetically pleasing 😉 x
Me 1:46am – “Madrid, Spain” she says, like I never got an educashun.

So now (29th Oct) I haven’t heard from her in over a week. She’s always been tough to get out onto dates but always made a tremendous effort to please me when she is out. She recently started a new high-flying job and is thus even less available than before. Thinking about what Assanova had to say about sluts (which she is), I send out a tester:

Me 4:46pm – Girlgirlgirl. I’m out with friends tonight for a birthday party at [Old Street bar]. Wanna come and give me the pleasure of your company? I might even buy you a drink.
Her 7:36pm – Krauser krauser krauser, would love to! But you know my life isn’t my own at the moment! Early mornings & late nights (v late!) finished at 9pm last night!! I just don’t have the energy 😦  Had a handful of invites this weekend as it’s haloween but I am just dedicating entire weekend to sleep!!! Have a good time be good, we shall meet up soon x   For once I am too tired to rant on!! Or pick at you so enjoy while it lasts :O
Me 9:03pm – Curl up like a cat, drink some warm milk, and get your beauty sleep 😀
Her 9:03pm – Ahh I will pussy cat! I’m dedicating this entire weekend to sleeeeeep!! 🙂

Verdict: I will fuck her eventually, unless I mess up by chasing too hard.

My new neg for high value girls

October 29, 2010
krauserpua

I’ve got a second date on Tuesday with my favourite new target. She’s a smoking hot 24 yr old leggy Russian – I’m talking Victoria’s-Secret-model-quality hot. Above my usual standard. She reads Checkov, follow politics, and smokes. On the day two last week I pulled out a beautiful spontaneous comment.

Picture the scene……

She’s sitting across from me in a quiet pub. I’m slouched in my chair projecting alpha while she leans over, thigh over thigh, qualifying like crazy. She won’t stop talking. I have to decide do I (a) regain the conversational frame and steer it where I want to go or (b) control the subcommunication frame and just let her talk herself into deep investment. Students of the KDM already know I picked the latter option.

So I’m leaning back and parcelling out occasional grunts and nods while looking away distractedly and putting in occasional eye fucking. Suddenly I hold up a finger stopping her mid-sentence and look perplexed.

Me: Stop. Wait.  *stare like I’m thinking deeply* I want to say something. I’m not sure about you.
Her: *stops. Taken aback and intrigued* Yes. What?
Me: Three things, I think…. first. I find you sexually attractive. I knew that straight away when I met you. I’d definitely like to fuck you.
Her: Woohoo! [sarcastic, but clearly pleased at the compliment] Well done me!! *raises her hand in the familiar gesture of pulling the horn on a train*
Me: Settle down. Two. You’re interesting. Definitely interesting. I figured that out pretty quickly.
Her: *leaning in, fascinated*
Me: But….. Three. I’m not sure if I like you. As a person….. I mean. I’m not sure if you are (a) a nice sweet girl, with a slightly bitchy shell to protect yourself…. which is fine. Or…. (b) you actually are a bitch and the sweetness is just what you do to get what you want. It intrigues me.
Her: *speechless, crosses legs a few times*

I’m quite pleased with that. I think it’ll only hit on girls who know they have high sexual value. In this case it was true, which is why it came out easily. I really don’t know if I like her. The next date ought to clarify.

I’ve got a great crop of new targets

October 28, 2010
krauserpua

Something Wisdom said to me last summer while I was only about 200 approaches into my daygame career was “You start to find your bad days have better results than your good days used to.” Or like a market boom has higher highs and higher lows. Looking back my current crop of targets (girls I’ve number closed but not fucked) is the best it’s ever been:

1. Brazilian girl. Solid 8 with a perfect aerobics-instructor body. Totally into me but proving difficult to close due to personal issues. She’ll send texts saying she misses me but is hard to get on dates. On the dates she’s all over me and loves the cat kino, but won’t extract. Just bumped into her today while I was out with Thai. The look on her face was priceless.

2. Man-eater. Solid 9 with perfect body and crazy sexual appetite. Still in irregular text contact and she totally wants to fuck me but for some reason won’t actually do it. Not quite sure what’s going on. See earlier posts for where we’re at sexually.

3. Russian dissident. Another solid 9. I picked her up as a demo set for my Turk girl just to show her I could. She turned out to be an awesome girl. Had one day 2 and another date scheduled for next week. Her last boyfriend was a millionaire who took her around the carribean in his yacht for six months.

4. Lithuanian 20yr old. A solid 9. See earlier posts on facebook. She’s on the chat right now telling me she wants me to shave off my beard so it doesn’t rub her face raw when she kisses me.

5. A few others, and this girl………..

I’m nearly finished bootcamp, standing outside M&S with Jambone while we wait for the wings to regroup with their respective students. A really cute girl, exactly my type, wanders past wearing a big beige woolly jumper that accentuates a fine rack. I step across and open, my state soaring. Very playful vibe.

 

Cracking tits

Me: Hi. Can I just say something? Your jumper makes me think of the Milkybar Kid.
Her: * smile, stops, momentum killed already * Really?
Me: Yeah. I used to be the Milkybar Kid you know. Not the TV one. We had a play are junior school and I was the kid. I was really cute as a boy you know. Not like now, where I look rugged and dangerous.

We vibe and I’m having lots of fun. She’s half Chinese / half Mauritian but raised in Australia. So exotic-looking but native English and up for banter. I include Jambone a bit and he passively DHVs me by deferring to me in the conversation and mostly just listening. I can’t remember too much of the words, more that it was lots of retarded and creative free-association with a sprinkling of SOIs. Things like:

Me: blah blah…. *suddenly stop and look at her intensely* Do you mind if I say something a bit rude?
Her: *eager anticipation, slightly nervous* ok
Me: fuck!
Everyone: *crease up laughing*

After about ten minutes, with Jambone and a student watching, I nearly blow it by suddenly stopping mid-sentence, looking at her tits and saying “by the way, you have a cracking pair!” She smiles and likes it for a second then realises two guys are watching and gets a flush of ASD, starting to walk off.

I realise the subcommunication was not what I intended (“I’m a man, you’re a woman, I’m thinking of you sexually”) but was actually “I’m tooling you in front of my friends to get a cheap laugh.” So I drop the game and go 100% authentic. I walk her five yards down into privacy and:

Me: Ok, look. I really like you and I want to see you again. Let’s meet again when we’ve got more time, have a coffee or something.
Her: That sounds good. Yes.

So I take her number. We’ve had a few near misses at getting a date organised but the text game is looking solid. We’ll see. I really like this girl. Very much my type. I’m sure you were all waiting for some wham!bam! crazy shit in this set but the truth is most of my sets are just normal – fun, creative, but not full of rock star insanity. I just like the girl.