Summertime Drought

It’s been a rough month.

At the end of June my mini-harem disintegrated within a few days.

  • I lost 1 girl to jealousy and something I must have said when I was drunk last time I saw her (lesson there: do not schedule a booty call after night out of very heavy drinking).
  • Girl number 2, I made a mistake of hanging out with her friends couple times and going to a music festival with her (where I was clearly following her lead cause it was more of her scene). And not fucking her hard enough. I slipped into the boyfriend territory. Feel like her desire for me weakened and decided to cut it off myself.
  • 3rd girl I have never actually fucked but was thought I was pretty closed to. Especially when she brought her stuff to my apartment to spend the night and the weekend there. When she was all naked and I was about to put it in, she decided she does not want to do it, packed her shit and left.

All that happened in the span of a week (to be fair girls 1 & 2 were late 20s so I felt it was time to move on anyways at some point soon).

On top of that July set in in Warsaw, making sets scarce. And flaky.

I’ve done about 68 daygame approaches

  • out of which I’ve gotten about 8 contact numbers (phone/fb/igram).
  • Got 1 girl out on a date – 27yo, lil unhappy about my age on day 2 at venue 1 (rare), full on kissing venue 2, upset when I suggest a drink at mine, more kissing, making out and ass/tits grabbing by the exit of the cocktail bar, says how confident I am, gives me a ride home. And never comes out on a second date.
  • At least 3-4 other leads seemed very solid but ultimately flaked or unable to get them out on a date but couple still responsive (which means maybe I can close in the future).

Nightgame was equally frustrating.

  • Approached a 2-set a the table and shortly after my wing and I are sitting with them. Find out “my” girl just broke up with her boyfriend. “Bingo” I think. My wing’s girl disappears and so does my wing. We end up drinking, smoking, and making out until 8am but she refuses to come to my apartment. I wake up with a crushing headache and equally crushing blue balls. Week later the story repeats itself and I delete her number.
  • Instagram-close from a bar that I was not able to get out on a date
  • FB close (in front of her boyfriend) girl who was super-keen on me and my friends (they approached us and actually bought us drinks – well in exchange for places to sit down). Never replied to the feeler.

I tried to push for more sets last week to make it to 1000 before I leave on Wednesday. Which led to many blow outs because I started doing sets out of my comfort zone, low probability sets, and sets I’m just not that into.

Talking to other guys here they were struggling as well this month.

University ends here in June and all non-student Varsovians make it a point of honor to get the f*ck out of Warsaw in the months of July and August. Those who are left are bitter, angry, and in a hurry.

I’m very zen about all this. Must be all the mediation I’ve been doing. This will pass. And all in all it’s been a good month – I pushed my comfort zone. I fought weasels. I learned to maintain my vibe in between sets, especially when solo. I started doing more stationary sets, girls sitting outside at the cafes etc. None of this would happen if I had my little harem going on because, well, it’s the pain and hunger that drives us my friends.

The strongest steel is forged through the fires of hell.

(but you’re not going to catch me here in July or August ever again)

Warsaw Daygame in July

The Princess near miss

I stop this fast walking girl late in the eveing on major daygame routes in Warsaw.

22-yo student. A very solid 7. My wing was watching from behind and he later said he could see outline of her sexy panties under her tight skirt.

She had some cosmetic procedure done to her eye-lashes just before and was concious about her look but the energy was good. She was going away for few days. As she was an engineer I kept up some light texting about how she has to design a gigantic castle for me in Warsaw etc. She says that my stop “made her day”

When we were scheduling the meet up about a week to 10 days later, she wanted to meet in the center of old town (so there’s many people around in case im a pscho-killer, she explained later).

“Dress cute, so we match ;)” I text as per usual

“I will be your princess tonight” she replies

And look like a princess she did. I watched her emerge from behind the column in Warsaw’s historic Old Town. Beautiful light blue dress, heels, and long blond hair. Amazing thing about the daygame is that they always typically look better than how you remember them.

If she was this hot, I would cry over this near miss

We went for a walk around the old town and she started becoming comfortable pretty quickly. I took her to a classy bar (she just wanted a coffee) that I like but it was busy and it cigar smell was pretty strong so I suggested we walk to another one (close to my apartment where I intended to devour the princess).

It was a long 45 minute stroll, given that she was wearing heels. It felt quite romantic, evening breeze, and all. Light kino, which she seemed to gladly absorb. There was magical feeling about it. In hindsight, because there was a long time from meet to D2 and she was away in her small home town, she must have built up some fantasy of me.

Finally, we made it to my go-to date coffee shop (they have nice chocolates and wine in addition to coffee). We take coffee (for her), wine (for me), and chocolates (to share) to go. The girl behind the counter makes some comment “oh yes, yes, as always” since I have been to that shop 3 days in the row that week on dates with different girls. I don’t think she meant it as a cock-blocking comment, but my girl kinda picked up on it (not sure if it was positive or negative) but I just said “oh yeah, im a regular customer here since i live around”

I take her to a park few minutes away. The way she looks at me, she’s totally mesmerized and ready for a kiss.

We walk a bit more and I made out with her. She melts into me. I suggest another coffee/wine place near me, but it turns out to be closed so I just take her to my apartment.

We sit on my balcony and make out and I carry her to my bedroom saying something about princesses etc.

Making out is good and soon I unbotton her princessy dress and am fingering her on my bed.

I try to go for a fuck but it is then, as I take off my jeans, when the bubble bursts and she says “You’re just trying to fuck me!”

As I go to the bathroom I do a quick mental check. I met up with her less than two hours ago and I am fingering her on my bed. She’s a smart and beautiful 22yo. Very K-selected. I was moving too fast. Her rational brain sounded the alarm which pierced the love bubble.

Mood goes a bit sour from there, she gets dressed very quickly, and wants to leave. I walk her out to get a taxi. She complains a bit how guys just try to fuck her.

Despite the fact that she gave me nothing but green lights for escalation along the way, it was too much for her to realize we are about to have sex.

Nash has quite a bit of discussion on his blog about how “she has the break, you have the accelerator” and how you have to drive in a way she never has to use it.

In this case she never had to use the break. She got distracted by the love bubble and her fantasies my smooth game, but somehow we got to the final destination too fast and she had “where the fuck am I, what the fuck I am about to do, good princess like me don’t do dat shit” moment.

We text couple times next day but I quickly get a sense that that lead is dead.

In hindsight, I would have taken it much slower in my apartment. Maybe watch a movie. Kiss. Don’t rush for the close.

Well, Krauser makes an analogy somewhere in Daygame Mastery that in order to find out what your car is capable of you need to crash it a few times.

Viva daygame.

Crashing it, yesterday
Crashing, yesterday

Warsaw Diaries

I arrived to Warsaw end of May, the weather was amazing and there was quite a bit of talent out on the streets.

I contacted Mickey Miller via his blog and he introduced me to Warsaw daygame community which really boosted my spirits and provided for some great company over the coming days.

I’ve done about 50 sets over 7-10 days and collected a whole lot of positive references. Then I was out of town again. Then the week I came back weather wasn’t great and I was re-banging the girls I closed. Next week Im out for a few days again and then 2nd half of July plan to approach a lot.

There were 2 lays:

Mid 20s Artsy Chick

It was in the evening around 8-9pm. We were having beers with the guys and sniper-approaching whenever we saw some hot girls passing by. It was still light out and cool breeze made it more comfortable.

I saw a hot blonde and approached her. She spit out “I have a boyfriend” pretty quick but I just ignored it and kept on. Later she said how impressed she was that it did not phase me. She told me that she gets approached quite a bit and usually the boyfriend comment sends the guys home with tail between their legs.

Another interesting things was that she gave me her instagram and wouldnt give the phone number. The reason, I was told later, was to screen me. Have a solid instagram profile, guys.

Couple dates, and a bang.

Late 20s journalist

Another girl I met on the same street, wouldn’t stop and made me walk with her. I complied for a bit and then said “Listen I would love to walk with you to the ends of the earth, but I left my friends and will have to go back”. Chatted for a bit while standing (interrupted by some phonecalls she received). I did not think much of it but she replied enthusiastically to my feelers. Her texting was a bit hot and cold but I attribute it to her busy schedule. Turns out she’s a TV presenter. That made me want bang her more. We banged on the 3rd date.

Take-aways and random thoughts

My biggest take-away and improvement lately was the power of my stop. My friends could tell me they could hear me from the other side of the street when I was stopping girls. Be loud, be proud, be confident – it puts women at ease.

Also noticed that I am loosing ability to relate to people who are not in the game. I meet cool people whom I respect a lot but I feel that they will never be able to “get me”, they will never understand the thrill of the chase, the pain, the rejections, the glory of “+1” moments. Daygame is a big part of my identity now.

On another note, a guy visiting from overseas whom I met here were discussing seduction in other places than street (work, lounges at the airports, clubs etc.) which call for a different type of game. We coined a concept of “Total Game” – ability to game in different types of situations that you find yourself in during the course of your day-to-day life. Multidimensional game. We need to evolve and challenge ourselves.

Hoping to break 1000 approaches this month.

1 „year” of daygame

Returned from Asia and Australia to my snowy European town and immediately went into “hybernation” mode.

Jet-leg, cold weather, and 5 new notches so far this year, made me forget about women for a few days. I craved solitude with my thoughts and a hot cup of tea.

I got serious about daygame at the end of February 2016. Yeah, I had done couple bootcamps before. And number of aproaches around the world with my friends or even solo. But it did not lead to any lays, partly because daygame is hard and party because I was not fully committed.

How did I get serious? At the end of 2015 I broke things of with my on-and-off girlfriend, and in February 2016, I had a mini-heartbreak after a near-miss “snake seduction” with a sexy Singaporean chic (posing as a travel friend to get into her pants). I ended up in Singapore, alone, and had “fuck it” moment – the emotional pain was worse than fear or anxiety. I started decisively approaching girls who were walking by. Had several good reactions, which raised my vibe, and resulted in me having phone full of contact, and more importantly, 2 lays over the next several days.

But you say, that was 2016 so it should be 2 years of daygame…Well, correct: I took a year off for a relationship with another girl and made almost no daygame apporaches during that time (except in the begining and towards the end of the realtionship). I did sleep with 5 other girls behind her back, but these were 4 social situations plus just 1 daygame lay just before I broke up with her.

So during the 2 years I was roughly daygame active for 12 months: 6 before I turned 39 and 6 after I turned 40.

During that “year” I made around 850 approaches resulting in 11 purely daygame lays (did not record number of # closes and dates):


    • 4 in Singapore (during 2 different trips)
    • 2 in USA (Austin and Chicago)
    • 3 in Warsaw
    • 2 in Bangkok


    • Oldest was 37 (and married – my 1st daygame lay), youngest 23.
    • 6 were under 25.
    • 5 were 30 or more.


    • 7 7s
    • 3 6s
    • 1 8

I got additional 11 lays from Social/Night game (8, including my ex) and Tinder (3) [Note: technically, 6 lays during my “year” of daygame, and 5 when I was not actively daygaming].

So given that my lifetime lay count is 60, you can see these were 2 very productive years. I clearly was doing something that I was not doing before for almost 40 years of my life.

Why did I get laid more?

  • I tried harder. I left my girlfriend (for the 12-months I didn’t date subsequent girl, that is).
  • Daygame. Pretty self-explanatory, daygame accounted for half of my notches.
  • Daygame made me Antifragile. As they say in “Fight Club”, “after fighting anything else in your life got the volume turned down. you could deal with anything” – same goes for pick up in more social situations.
  • Escalation/logistics: Paid better attention to escalation and logistics

Highs? Lows?

February and March 2016 were awesome since early success in daygame made me enthusiastic about it.

New york visit in April-May 2016 kicked my ass and starting a new relationship around then lowered my motivation.

Getting back into daygame in 2017 was hard. My vibe was bad (due to post-break up shake up and stressful business issues) and I somehow treated daygame as a chore. I faced lots of blow outs, anxiety, and not-such-fun times but managed 6 notches from daygame. That trend continued till end of 2017.

2018, I got laid 5 times (although only 1 from daygame) in little over 2 months and felt like my vibe improved, my handle of the daygame model, and composure really came along. Daygame Infinite book helped a lot in terms of the vibe management, mindset, pre-approach calibration, and texting (the book BTW is pure gold – I put reading it on hold though to re-read Mastery first – but will surely write a review this year).

In hindsight, what were the most improtant take-aways from that “year”?

  • be in the moment, not in my head
  • have a proper stack before you approach, and listen to what she is replying
  • smirk and speak slow
  • eye contact
  • maintain and cherish the vibe (happy thoughts, happy chatter, stay in the moment)
  • when texting, don’t rush a date invite, warm up the lead and see where she’s at.
  • push outside your comfort zone, a little bit each day.
  • do first few approaches as soon as possible (“she might not be an 8. Or even 7. But I fucked girls like that from tinder”). walking around for the first hour and doing only 1 or 2 approaches is bad for energy and vibe.
  • better rapport breaking and spiking Tom Torero’s “How to Flirt with Girls” is an excellent reseource which I re-read several times. Better over-spike than under-spike.

What are my goals for the upcoming year?

  • 1000 daygame sets with focus on approaching (as per Krauser’s Daygame Mastery):
        1. exceptionally hot girls
        2. DNA-tugs
        3. Spider-sense
  • be present more during my sessions and my life in general, esp when interacting with others
  • have fun, be enthusiastic
  • push limits – more stationary and high pressure approaches
  • improve night-game (without getting drunk)


This year, I had 2 Tinder SDLs, mini-relationship with a solid 22yo 8, 1 daygame D2, followed by seducing a very innocent girl at a business conference.

As I relfect on last year, I noticed that something has changed deep in my soul. I am not craving a comfort of a relatioship anymore. Previously, I structured my life around having a girl to run to for comfort when the world got rough and scary. My jobs, living locations, and happiness, were dictated by this need and I spend a ton of resources, time, and energy to ensure that shelter existed.

Now I feel certain I will find girls, have hot sex, and romantic adventures wherever I go. If there’s a dry spell, it will pass. I am relaxed. I don’t feel anxiety. I don’t feel lonliness. I just sit here and enjoy my tea, and reflect on life. I feel satiation. I feel peace. I feel clarity of mind. This is a huge difference from a year ago when I was gathering the strength to break up with my ex.

But more so. This is the first time in my life I feel like this and it’s a major breakthrough.

It’s a new chapter. And I’m fucking excited to live it.

Banging in Bangkok (Part 2)

Less than a week to go in Bangkok and I’ve been taking it easy. I’ve conceded the fact that I didn’t get a proper daygame lay.

Went to the mall to eat and after making effortless 2-3 approaches (that did not go anywhere probably because of “no english” or some other reason), I was going to call it a day and chill.

But then I saw her. Walking in the Embassy Central mall, 1 floor below me. The way she walked…like she wanted to get fucked…like it’s described in the Daygame Infinite pre-approach section. It caught my eye because I’ve been blind approaching up to this point. I’ve been hesitant to focus on IOIs too much because I knew I would use it as an excuse to weasel out and not approach. But, I decided to keep the signs in the back of my mind so that I can learn how to spot them.

And somehow this girl fit the picture. She kinda gave me a quick look as she was coming up the escalator (IOI?) and I stopped her shortly after she reached the top and started walking.

“Excuse me, I hope you speak english”

I dont remember how the stack went but she spoke fluent English as she studied in the US for a year in high school. We joked about US, and I made sure the convo was fizzy and energetic.

She was a nurse, 24 years old,

I made sure to spike the convo up as this was my weakness in the past:

  • when she says that she has a job now and is not a student anymore, I said “oh look at you, you’re all grown up now…”
  • when she said something about being here for dinner, and I asked “You said you’re here for TINDER? Oh my god…”

She enjoyed the convo and my accusations and vibes were good. Her logical mind would kick in every now and then “I can’t believe I am talking to you”.

There was this fun energy and electricity in the air and yet you could feel her being a bit scared. When I rocked my body forward a bit she would move away a bit. It was sexual, it was like a dance. Like a girl that meets a big furry monster in the woods and she is both intrigued by him yet scared of him.

I think Krauser talks about defensive, slightly intimidated pussy being good for attraction and this was definitelly the case here.

She seemed to really be going to dinner and I wanted to quit at the high point so I number closed and went home. Somewhere between 5-10 min set.

She replied to a feeler the same night we texted a little bit. Again I made an effort not to ask for a date right away as I used to in the past but worked on warming it up a bit first.

Stepping up my text game, yesterday

Since she said that the next day was her day off I asked if she wants to meet for a coffee. She replied the next morning as she fell asleep already (or maybe was not sure then).

We set up a date for 5pm which became more like 7:00pm cause we were both running late.

Venue 0, met her in the mall by info desk teased her about being late. She looked a bit less sexy than I remembered (later she explained she was going to her hospital so she could not dress to sexy), but I was determined to get that notch. Took her to a nice roofdeck bar. On the way I could sense she was a bit uneasy so I made sure to be cool and keep the convo going and tease her a bit and keep it fun.

We sat on the roofdeck drank a drink (thank god she drinks) and had a nice convo. A lot of comfort, get to know each other, light kino escalation (touching her ripped jeans and her hands). Despite bubbly American-style personality, she was shy like most Thai girls and could not sustain a prolonged eye contact with me.

“Stop looking at me like that!” she would say and giggle and hide her eyes like a little girl (Which game me a hard on).

We switched from comfort to attraction and comfort again and it was flowing nicely. I let the akward silence fall upon us later on to spike it up and show that I am not scared of silence and it worked well.

She became more comfortable and commented later on how I am “full of myself.” (in a “and hence I want your sperm to impregnate me” kinda way).

She had to get up at 7am next day, but it was still early maybe 9 or so, and she said something to the extend that “having to go to work doesn’t stop her from partying”. Plus I was leaving on Monday so it was now or never.

In the back of my mind I was thinking logistics. I was also a bit nervous about not escalating enough, but one of the things I told myself was to not escalate too quickly. Tthat’s actually one part of the game I have no problems with – I’m not scared to escalate really and if I sense she’s OK with it I’ll do it. In NYC, at night time, I kissed girls within minutes of talking to them or described to them how I want to fuck them in all sorts of kinky ways.

I was going to take her to another roofdeck or feel out if she wants to come to my apartment. So I said we are going to another bar, and on the way down I took her to another place in the same hotel that has a big bright lobby with an outdoor area a bit more secluded in attempt to try to kiss close her. However, it didn’t feel right to do it just yet and she had this eneergy “why did you bring me here” so I just said “Oh I just wanted to show you the view, I like it”.

The big bright lobby had live music and she liked it. I hesitated. It was too bright for Venue 2 and not private enough. But it was pretty empty and I liked the idea of not wasting time (and having to walk through the heat and noise) to move to another bar.

So we stayed and she sat next to me on the couch. She kinda knew one of the performers (boyfriend of her gay friend). More talk and she was very receptive to my touch (hair length touching routine etc.). Showing me pics of her in sexy evening dresses on her phone. I attempted to kiss close and she smiled and turned her head. “That’s fine I’ll try again in 5 minutes.” But she was OK with my hand under her shirt touching her bare back.

Conversation was more and more sexual. We talked about fuckbuddies (she said all her friends have one). And I threw out all the classic lines (worlds expects us to live this fairly tale disney fantasy but the reality is that we all have desires etc).

It really felt like I was being interviewed for the Secret Society.

The shittests kept flying here and there.

-“I’m a ladyboy!”, she stated.

-“I know. That’s exactly what I’m after”, I replied.

After couple kiss close attempts:

HER: “I’m going to ask for garlic so that I smell and you dont want to kiss me!”

ME: Garlic smelling ladyboys give me a hard on.

2 drinks down each (she mentioned something that she drinks more, the more drunk she gets, and I wasn’t going to stop her), and I decided to go for extraction.

ME: “Let’s go to my place. I have a pool on the roof and we can sit there and drink wine”

I knew very well, the pool closed half an hour ago, but this line has served me well in the past (even in places that had no roofdeck or pool at all) and I was not going to fuck around with a tool that works.

She agreed. It took a bit to get the check and we agreed it’s best to walk. It was an interesting 15 minute walk back. I felt that through out conversations and the way it felt, we both implicitly agreed we’re going to bang without explicitly stating that (under expicitly state “no expactations clause” of course). But I know that logical brain has it’s say and I talked a lot to keep it occupied. Nevertheless, I could feel her uneasiness and the logical brain taking over.

HER: “Am I going to be safe?”

ME: “No, I’m a very dangerous person”

HER: “I have a knife in my purse”

ME: “My fantasy is to get stabbed by a ladyboys with garlic breath. Perfect!”

She ended up back in my hotel. We picked up the wine in the little cafe downstairs (she chatted in Thai with the clerk who told her I always buy this wine apparently. I wondered if he told her that every time I buy it its with a different girl)

Conveniently she had to use the bathroom so we went to my room. She used the toiled, and I poured the wine and turned on the music. Then I used the toilet and by the time I came out she was sitting down on the chair. Girls are so predictable sometimes.

I sat down on the sofa next to it leaving space for her. Leaned back and started chatting. My intention was to never leave (which worked before) and even though she mentioned something about leaving to go to the roof, she said herself it’s nicer here becasue if AC.

I invited her to sit on the couch but she said no and said that she loved how comfy the chair was (in a joking way). So I just played it cool talked a bit more and let her get more comfortabe. After a bit I tried again and said I want to show her some pics.

She agreed and sat next to me and there was pictures and touching. I think I kissed closed her and kissed her neck and somehow the topic of sex came up.

HER: “I’m on my period”

ME: “I dont care its natural”

I was determined to get that notch so I made it seem like its no big deals and she was saying how its her 1st day and its supper bloody blah blah.

Long story short, she took a shower and I banged her 10-15 minutes later.

We chatted and she said how she told her gay friend before coming that “She needed to get fucked really hard”

That was interesting beacause she was on her period and hence not ovulating, but maybe she had no sex for a while. It was exciting news because that meant that my guess that she’s horny when I saw her was right!

Since she said that she wanted to get fucked hard, we went for more fucking. I was pulling her hair and choking her. She bit me and scratched. I would have face fucked her but couldnt because of the damn Chlamydia I contracted and was just diagnosed with 2 days before (make sure to wrap it on Tinder – or more like STDinder – dates, comrades. Even with decent looking 19-yo). But I spanked her, and at some point took of my belt, folded it in two and whipped her ass as hard as I could. I read it on some blog that you have to push her boundries to see where they are.

The finale was very magical. I sat comfortably on the couch, naked. And she kinda knelt by my left foot and put her face on my lap, cheek touching my thigh. It felt like she was totally dominated and submissive to my masculine energy. I put my hand in her hair and gently rubbed it saying “good girl, such a gooooood girl, in deep slow and low relaxed and satisfied voice. We stayed like that in darkness for a while, and it felt really good.

Afterwards I told her I want cigarette so she showered and called a taxi (I offered to get an uber but she siad she can get her own).

This was one of the most satisfying pick ups. Maybe because it didnt happen for a while. But also maybe I finally picked up a well-educated and working Thai-girl who seemed so ellusive up to this point. It felt like I got intertviewed for Secret Society, gave all the right answers, and was accepted.

Viva Daygame!

Banging in Bangkok (Part 1)

Following a month of a surprising dry spell in what was supposed to be a White Man’s Playground, January brought a much needed relief. Second part of this post will contain an in-depth daygame lay report from March, while this first part deals with my non-daygame (although utilizing many similar principles) shenanigans in Janury and February.

To document my journey I will summarize my lays briefly, but since this is a daygame blog I will keep it as short as possible.

1. Tinder Fattie (6, 25yo, Thai)

I gave in and downloaded Tinder. Well, partially my motivation was to practice texting and my friends were getting some decent dates, so I declared a wartime emergency measures, said “fuck it”, and swipped a bit.

That resulted in a date with a girl who was more chubby then on her pics. The positives were that (1) I stepped up my texting game (2) I got her out on a date late in the evening and took her straight from Venue 0 (metro station) to my home (3) fucked her under 2 hours from meeting her.

I bought her dinner $3 Uber Eats, as this was my excuse to go “to my roofdeck” (which was already closed by then hence we went to my room).

What was uncool (other than it being a Tinder hookup) was that she was on her period 🤮🤮🤮

2. Little Sister (8, 22yo, Thai)

Second lay is more noteworthy and it gave me an insight into Thai dating culture. And by Thai dating culture I do not mean farmer girls who just moved to Bangkok, bearly speak English, and is anonymous because her family is far away. This was a pretty girl with a college degree, 5000 facebook followers, plenty of options, and family watching her every move (both Dad and Mom and Sister would repeatedly call when we were on dates).

Short story, my buddy’s online date brought her sister and I went as a wingmen on the date. He’s pretty chodey and I was in a good mood, so it felt like shooting prey trapped in a room with an automatic rifle. Attraction material was firing, I was acting like an alpha caveman, and killing just it. We ended up having a great night and I by the end of the night I had my tongue down her throat multiple times despite her Big Sisters warnings “You cannot make out with her!”

This girl was as K-selected as they come (only had sex with 1 guy before – her boyfriend at 18yo), and I decided to bend the rules a bit and sing the K-song. Because of cockblocking by Bigger Bister and the fact the she was bearly allowed to hang out with me alone in the beginnig, it took many dates and pretty much implying a boyfriend-girlfiend relationship before I could close it (and close it I did a month later when I took her with me on a trip). She was very beautiful and probably sweetest girl I have ever dated. Her innosence made sex quite amazing every time we had it – it was like pissing on an unspoiled snow – although it wasn’t mindblowing.

The positive was great experience, and her ultra innocent feminine energy. The negative is that I felt a bit dishonest because I knew that I was going to leave her, and I was lying to her about not seeing other girls.

3. Malaysian Tinder (7, 19yo, Malaysian)

Last lay, was another tinder hook up in Singapore where I was for a week.

I somehow did not have a lot of energy for approaching and 25-30 approeaches during the week all yielded 1 number close per day which ultimately flaked. This was clearly different from my previous Singapore trips when I did 75-80 approaches in a week and had new daygame 2-3 lays per trip.

3 nights to go and I matched with a girl in the morning and met up with her the same evening. She was bubbly and spoke very good English. She was getting over a break up with an older white guy, and I graciously, and selflessly, volunteered to be her rebound. I fucked her the same night and got her an Uber home next morning. The following night, I took her to a bar for dinner and drinks, and she shows up in short skirt and stockings. After chatting for a few minutes she goes to a toilet and comes back with no stockings:

-“You should take off your underwear too”, I tell her.

-“I’m not wearing any”, she replies.

I took her to my favorite cocktails bars, fingered her at each one of them while sitting at the bar, and finally fucked her on my balcony in Singapore. She tells me her kinky 50 shades fantasies that she wants to experience and I’m planning a trip with her to make her filthy dreams come true. I was planning on some really dirty dirty weekend getaway.

Unfortunately, the next night, my last night in Singapore, she gets some food poisoning and pretty much shits my bed, which effectively kilss my attraction for her.

Shit happens. Literally.

Also, she gave me Chlamydia, as I found out couple weeks later.

Bangkok Hybernation

Early December I have relocated to Bangkok for the winter, as Poland became a Zombie-land for the winter.

It was supposed to be easy and I was afraid it will be too easy.

It wasn’t.

I have done about 150 approaches since coming here (with a side trip to Singapore) and I have only gotten 1 daygame lay (Korean-student 23yo, D1) who did not see me again (she was a bit freaked out that I am 40, even though it didn’t stop her from banging me).

I have collected roughly 40 numbers, most of which ultimately went nowhere. Many flaked, some led to short interaction and then dead silence, and many to a longer interaction but inability to get girl out on a date. Some I was not excited about so never texted them. Few might have been a ladyboys so I never texted them out of caution.

I think a lot of that has to do with the culture here. Thailand is NOT easy for white guys if you are going for quality girls. A lot of it has to do with a very conservative culutre and living logistics (many girl live with their parents and 22-yo girls have to ask their dad for permission to go out and dad will call her when she’s out to check on her – more on that in following post). In addition, there’s a sex-tourist stigma attached to being white – and for the girl that means if she’s with a white guys she might be damaging to her reputation. It’s a huge concern that has been signaled by many girls.

Another text-thread to nowhere

I got 1 date which after a bit of long-game (she went to her parents town), I got out on a date. It went like this. Tea date, then bounce to a drink on the roofdeck. At some point she states that she just started seeing someone but does not stop my escalation attempts. I kiss close and then we have several longer full-on make outs. And then I never hear from her again (I was probing the logistics for the SDL but they were not condusive, in hindsight I would have pushed harder for SDL but I honestly thought I had this cat in bag).

Also, English is a big problem (with time I was able to tell which girls are likely to speak more english).

As for my daygame, things I need to improve (I got better at all of them, but let’s say I’m 50% of where I need to be):

  • Stay more present in the moment when doing a session or even walking around (my mind tends to drift off and I miss the sets)
  • Approach more (I’m doing better managing my reluctance to approach but I can be lazy on the first few especially if they are not very hot)
  • Enthusiasm, enthusiasm, enthusiasm.
  • Break rapport more and tease more
  • Approach stationary targets and high-pressure situations.

So my first month in Bangkok was a bit of a dry spell (1 lay as described above) which was broken by a chubby girl from Tinder on her period. Followed by a quality social cirlce lay (friend’s online date sister), followed by a crazy 19-yo Malaysian Tinder fuck in Singapore.

More on that in the next post.