10/2014. 23 Yo. Thai girl from Chiang Mai Thailand.
I am having a slow night, normally I never get inside my head anymore but now I am inside and I am inside bad.
I just keep walking around the area like a fucking idiot for the longest time. Being way too selective with my approaching since I am just scared to try anything.
Finally I muster up my courage to enter an actual nightclub. And pretty much the first girl I see is giving me the eyes. Dance for some while, drink some Tonic water. The club is about to close after like maybe 20 minutes of dancing, and they want to leave, her and her friends.
At this point I completely fuck up, I don’t leave with them. I just take the stupid Facebook. I realize this a short while later and just decide to check around, they are not there. I fucked up the front door 🙁
Club closes and I go to have some noodles by myself. Some girl asks why were you just walking around?
Super pathetic :D…
Next day. I engage my new Facebook contact. At this point it has been almost entirely dancing, very minimal chatting.
I arrange to meet her at midnight, she wants to meet me in da club.
Normally I wouldn’t like this. Becoming her little dance buddy who she only sees in the nightclub.
But there’s some things making this an okay play…
1. I suspect her English is pretty bad.
2. The club is very close to my hotel.
3. I only have to dance with her an hour until the club closes.
4. She might be too uncomfortable with a regular date and might not show up.
We meet up and just start dancing and shit. She keeps messaging her friend and running around, being very hyper.
What is the issue here?
Value, comfort or bored?
I don’t think it is an issue with value after all I am from the fucking west, all I have to do is smile.
Don’t think she would just suddenly feel uncomfortable, although she could.
While she is not bored, girls just wanna pump up their night by whatever way possible.
I just follow her from a distance, not too close but having like hawk eyes on her back. Every time she stops I just magically appear.
Eventually I get her 1 on 1 and we bounce for food. She is with a scooter and somewhat drunk, no helmets.
Oh well… What wouldn’t a man do when the pussy is fresh.
We get food and at this point we finally have a chance to chill out and really talk. I realize her English is bad…
We spend some time eating some shit Thai food. I am just chilling, knowing that this moment does not matter at all.
The next big moment that matters is the pull, that is where my mind is.
Time to jump on the scooter again and drive me to my place. Let the games begin.
Drives me to hotel and she says “see you again”
Now is the most crucial moment of the whole shebang.
I always try not to sell it too much if I don’t need to.
– You can park here.
– Come inside.
– Lets listen to some Finnish rock music.
She is hesitant, I am just calming and trying to influence her just enough to tip her scale to saying yes.
Just excuses for her to grab on to so she can justify it to herself.
I get her up.
And go for the vagina.
She barrels me with test after test.
“You are a ladyboy”
“You have to wakeup early”
She says “Ure a ladyboy” 50 more times, I think she just doesn’t have anything else to say.
I kinda realize I have just been pushing it all the way.
I try to squeeze a little bit of genuineness out of myself and try to appear to be empathetic.
Then I just take away all the attention, making her feel bad. After a while I get back to it and the last of the clothes come off.
As I am working on it getting all this resistance, I feel the abundant moistness through her thick short jeans.
A wise man once said.
“Girls testing you is them seducing themselves”
All these tests were just foreplay. When you remain unaffected she gets wetter than the Niagra falls.
I find out that she had a bad pubic hair maintenance policy.
Anyway. Kinda awkward when they make you work for it grinding and teasing you for 3 hours and then they expect you to last for the whole night.
Not happening girls.
Never saw that girl again.
11/2014. 25 Yo. Thai girl from Chiang Mai Thailand.
It was a Saturday and I had just come to Chiang Mai from the town of Pai hunting for some nightlife action.
I thought I might as well take it easy and hangout with 10/2014.
We arrange a meetup at the club again, I get there on time and she is late.
I thought, well I am here I might as well just pimp it a little bit.
Compared to last time my mood is fantastic. I quickly hop on to a 2 girl, 1 dude group.
It seems I don’t need to do much in Thailand. Very basic, dance a bit and smile. Don’t fuck it up and stay in there.
There’s a Russian dude in the group and he is doing some very high energy kinda clowny moves.
He is engaging the girls sure, he is getting them laughing but it isn’t the kind of laughing that you want. He is seeking out these reactions and it just shows through. He is compensating. Boys understand that not every smile a girl gives you is moving you closer to the puss.
I figure out the relationship statuses pretty fast, one of them is single. That is who I am dancing with.
I got my girl pretty well included, the friend is won over too. She seems very accepting of us. I am being nice to her every once in a while trying to include her as well.
There is a couple of men seemingly competing for the friend. I don’t know why but none of them stay in there for long time, I would love it if she met somebody.
Closing time, they wan’t to go to another club. Supposedly close by. Okay, hop in to the friends car and drive somewhere.
Arrive to the club, just do the same shit. I am being too physical with my girl here, making out and shit.
It is the kind of game that looks very impressive to everybody looking over and seems to go really well, I am about to be remembered as to why overly making out is a bad idea.
After one drink we conclude that the club is full of ladyboys and leave.
I had figured out the situation, my girl lives with family so that is not an option.
I have to get the friend to drop us off.
I am in the back seat just about fingering with my girl. Drive to my hotel is pretty short.
I am under the impression that it is on and she is joining me for sure, but as we arrive to my place she gets hesitant.
Apparently she lives far away with no chance of getting back home in the morning.
“Don’t worry I can check you a buss”
“Live in the moment girl, party!”
“I will give you cab money”
“I promise we don’t have to do anything”
I just try to hit every single one of her excuses. No dice. I kinda hold back as they talk together, at this point I am pretty convinced it is game over for that night. I am leaving the very next night so I will never have the chance for coitus with her.
After she talked with her friend the friend says, she is joining you. NICE! I think the friend talked her over. It is just nice when you can turn these cockblocks to your personal cheerleaders. Cockblocks are just selfish, when you include them they don’t mind, they don’t really care for their friend.
One good thing about going hard with the escalation is that if you get her back to yours it is definitely going to happen.
|First girl I have ever had who had chickens running around the lawn
I was a bit surprised when I wen’t over to hers and she had 7 month old kid. As far as I know this is the first mom I have ever had.
I wouldn’t want to go any lower on the face department than this girl but she had a nice body, which I appreciate a lot.
Men say that girls are impossible to understand. Here is women solved: Arousal junkies who only think with their pussies. This means that they’re constantly seeking emotional stimulation. They will instinctively leave you as soon as something else gets more arousing. This is also why game works, different sex, different wiring.
People ask me: Isn’t all of this a bit manipulative? Yes it is, but not in a way that you would think. If you are worth fucking its going to happen anyway. Being a closer means that you are just being more efficient with not only your time but her time as well. When i think of game i think of it as a kind of an influence from a place of fun, you could say it is a manipulation from a place of value, fully assuming you are worthy. This is not to be mistaken with manipulation from the place of non value (trying to make her like you).