DAY 61: successful night game: first kiss close.
"I like to bite".

Context.
Friday night. I was supposed to go to the architecture party at the university but my friend finally could not come. At the same time, the French natural invited me to a pub crawl. Basically, the idea was to go to vila madalena, São Paulo's "party" neighborhood and go to several pubs and a club. I decided to go there by myself and join some friends there. It was a special "exchange students" special party.

Addressed issues.
- One-itis.
- I'm having hard times in escalating, I usually freeze at some point.
- I can't dance with a total stranger at a party.

Goals.
- Have fun!
- Get #-closes.
- Dance with a stranger.

Strategy.
I had in mind 60yoc's concept of momentum and "first 30 minutes". Basically, I wanted to go there and be social to be confident and meet people. Concerning dance, I decided to basically go for it and grabbed a girl by the hand and start to dance. The number close part would be a simple "you're funny, let's get a drink together, how can I contact you"...

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Pizzeria.
The first place of the pub crawl was a pizzeria with open pizza. As I walked to get there, I've met some other exchange students, including the Colombian HB and other latino guys. As we got into the place, HB Colombian grabbed my arm since she was afraid to fall (she was wearing stilettos). The night was starting good. Once inside, I met French Natural and a lot of other people who are studying with me at university. Funny thing is, most of the people from the university knew me... but I did not even know some of them. They came to greet me and they already knew my name and that I was French.

Anyways, I've been social. I've met a lot of people and had a lot of fun with a American guy from Chicago and an English guy I did not know. I had a lot of fun playing on clichés, there was no pizzas on the table, I threatened to complain and go on strike to have some since I'm French. There were a lot of latinos: Peru, Colombia, Mexico, Chile so I spoke a lot in Spanish actually and had fun with them. At some point, two English girls came in. I can't remember precisely how I've met them but I started to talk with an English HB8, she was a bit drunk and wanted to practice French with me. We laughed a lot and I was clearly DHVing since most of the people in the place knew me and I was able to speak in Spanish to the latinos, English to the US/UK guys and in Portuguese to the Brazilians.

I was clearly having fun. I did a bet with the French Natural... The guy who is in the most pictures tonight wins. :p

First bar.
We all moved to the next bar. As we were walking to the next place, the French Natural told me that the English girl seemed to like me... She asked something to her friend and she pointed her finger at me like: "don't worry he's here". She liked me and that was good.

In the second bar, I've met other people and was still having fun with the picture bet. I stumble upon the English Girl and since she wanted to practice French, I isolated her and started to speak with her. I KINOed a lot but again... I did not know how to escalate properly... but my goal was to # close... so I took her email (she's a tourist, she doesn't have a Brazilian number).

Nothing more happened at this bar. I tried to dance a bit with a Brazilian hot girl who I spoke with but nothing more. We took a picture together and all but that's all.

Second bar.
I've met even more people in the second Samba bar. I started to dance with the English Girl... My skills were okay, especially since she did not know how to dance Samba. lol. So yeah, we had fun, we grinded and I wanted to go for the kiss but she got her head down most of the time while dancing... So I started to speak... and do some routines I could barely remember... I was speaking with her about random stuff and slow down... and told her "stop looking at me like that" (I think that's a Style's routine)... She smiled at me, I can't remember why I did not kiss her at that moment... A little bit after, I kissed her while we were dancing. It was just a kiss but we soon started to make out. I was waiting for a first kiss close for a long time... I was expecting a crazy moment, an epiphany but in the end it was a really "common" kiss.

Club.
We left to the club after. I spent most of the time with her there. We danced, made out for a while and it was actually getting boring to me. But I'm not blaming her at all, if I had more dancing skills, it would have been more fun but that was not the case. Anyways, we made out a lot and since it was getting boring I started to get closer to her "inner circles"... I got close to her outer lips and she was offering no resistance. Some minutes later, we sit to rest a little and I started to be more direct and go for her pussy directly. She wouldn't let me but she was smiling and maintaining eye-contact. That's when I started to think about SNL. But truth is I had no idea what to do... That was the further I ever went in the game. I started to be even more sexual... I've bitten her lips, neck and ears "I like to bite" I told her. She told me I was a "great kisser" and that I was "cute" . I asked her if I was the first French guy she kisses, told me "no, but you're the best on". I escalated a bit more: "have you ever had sex with a French guy?"... She laughed and said no. "Wanna try?". She was embarrassed. I kept on saying things like: "you're hot", "I want you" and even told her "I wanna spend the night with you". She smiled and told me she had to go to her hostel first. Wow, I was in. Unfortunately, her friend came and cock block me as hell.

While she was speaking to her friend, I thought about logistics. I had no place to take her to, I had no idea if there was an hotel next to the club... I was not expecting to have a SNL opportunity tonight... The only thing I had was condoms... but that's because hope never killed anyone. LOL. Then she came back to me and told me she had to stay at her hostel. Actually, I was okay with it, I was not prepared to a SNL but I planned something for the day before: "I wanna see you tomorrow night, and spend the night with you". She agreed on the fist part and kept smiling for the "let's get laid" part.

Leaving.
Her friends left so I walked her to her hostel (where she's staying until Monday, and no I could not get laid there). Funny thing is she did not know where her hostel where so I asked several guys for directions. We finally found it. I told her it could be our rendez-vous point for tomorrow since I knew where it was now. We kissed good bye, I took a cab to get home. My balls where on fire since I had not masturbated in while.

Random elements.
- She is a HB7,5 19, comes from London UK and studies mathematics.
- She asked for my age many times.
- She was pulling my hair a lot.
- She staying her until Monday only.
- She was really impressed by the fact that I speak 4 languages fluently.
- She has a cute British accent.

Results: I danced with a stranger, kissed her and even went sexual.
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On the strategy.
I was dominant and clearly showing a lot of value by being social and getting to know most of the people at the pub crawl. I was the nice social guy who was able to have fun and dance. Meeting all these people really helped me to build momentum and be more confident. Dancing was a great way to escalate. Being direct allowed me to kill the deal.

On the Game.
- It's easy: I could make out without great dancing skills or great game.
- Making out is a bit boring:I quickly got tired of it.
- I could have even more success with stronger dancing skills.
- I am doing much better now that I have accepted my one-itis.
- Without good logistics, you do nothing.
- I had no "excuses" this time.

Coming next.
Taking her out and getting her to come to an hotel with me.


I could do much better in the night scene with better dancing skills.

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I wonder when you'll change your handle to "PUA Daniel" . . .

Regarding one-titis:

Soon, if not already, you'll come to realize that this is seldom about a girl but more about you. Guys with with detachment issues will continue to latch onto the next girl, the next girl, and the next girl. There was a thread recently about a guy who claimed he followed the 'go to' pua advice and had sex with 10 different girls. My gut tells me that his claim is an outright lie and I didn't respond. 1) Most guys who deal with this stuff don't have ability to F 1 girl, let alone 10. 2) If they manage to F the first one, they'll simply latch on to her.

Not to go too deeply into this inner-game stuff but usually, there are existing issues that make some guys more prone to attaching themselves one particular person. Most of us don't have the ability to just mentally change our thought patterns so the practical method is to simply force ourselves to do the physical acts that affect our thoughts. What you did with your ex is something we should all practice doing in our daily lives. Just do it . . . we know it's right.

The direct game:

Good job with this last girl; sounds like you showed her a great time! I'm certain she's looking forward to more. Anyhow, here's some 'technical' things . . . Some may disagree but to me, going direct is an all or nothing game. It's something that you do when you know all the logistics are in place; if you had your logistics worked out, it would have been perfect. Once you realized that you wouldn't be able to F close that night however, I'd have switched things around to make her "chase" you a bit more. Here's why: For guys, the physical act of F'ing is the close. For girls, the fact that a guy really wants her and has made all the efforts to 'woo' her is a close of sorts. To girls, it's the high sexual emotions that is often more of a turn on than the act itself. Verbally laying down all the logistics for sex for 'another time'(before f'ing for the first time) can sometimes kill it because you've switched an highly emotional situation into a logical situation. "Go here and there by a certain time and we shall fuck." - This is what turns guys on. You already know that it's a sure thing so sometimes it's better to confidently sit back and just, "That was fun. Let's check out _______ tomorrow." - Believe me, she'll show up "freshly trimmed". - Just something to think about for the next time but I'm sure this one is in the bag: "A" game.

i wanted to whip your ass with a hard reply, until i reached your "First kiss close" I really did feel a happy vibe swoop through my head.

However, food for thought:


- Stop Facebook closing, go for # or nothing (Facebook in my opinion is just useless and screams "safe side")

- You're playing on the "Safe side" a lot, specially when it comes for K-closing, stop that, being on the safe side will just turn you into a passive asexual wuss; start taking risks, and start moving forward, that's what being a man in life is all about, that's the beauty of it.

- There won't be a "golden moment" where the girl will help you to kiss her or lay her, all women deep inside want to be led, start taking responsibility as a man in her life to lead her into intimacy, and she will follow.

- when it gets sexual, don't push through it like a raging bull, slow down, relax and most importantly, use anticipation, make her beg for more.

Good job Casanova/Danielova, keep it up

BOOM!

Congratulation, man!

@kasabi.

It's all about me indeed Kasabi. I already learned that from my relapse in AFCness but I just did not know it was a one-itis... I just thought it was frustration so I was handling it with some meditation, but meditation won't kill the excuses unfortunately.

I know I did right for my ex, it was the right thing to do and I wouldn't have done it without your and Hobbit's advice.

Concerning the direct game, I was a bit lost on what to do since it was the first time I went this far. She was already all over me, and since I was getting tired of making out, I did not even have to make her chase me. I was also DHVing like hell... Almost all the exchange students knew me and since I've met a lot of people... I had almost nothing to do to show dominance.

I got you for the verbal part... Guess I just wanted to secure my opportunity here.

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@sovetcke.

You're right about Facebook.

You're right again about taking more risks. I could have kissed her before but I did not. Yet guess what? Now that I have my first "success" when it comes to kiss close, I'll be more pro-active next time.

You're right about the golden moment too.

And yes, I need more calibration when it comes to create the sexual tension. I slowly started to "get into" her shorty, she would let me but I did not feel like she wanted more... dunno.

Thanks for commenting sovetcke.

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DAY 62: following up with English Girl: full close.
"I don't understand".

Context.
I successfully kiss closed English Girl Friday night but was unable to go for a same night lay since logistics were clearly not helping. I somehow managed to plan something for the day after. I knew where was her hostel now and that was a good thing since I could meet her there. All the communication were through emails since she have no phone here in Brazil.

Addressed issues.
- One-itis.
- I've never had a one night stand.
- I suck at logistics.

Goals.
- Get her to come to an hotel with me.
- Have sex.

Strategy.
I was a bit clueless about the way I should tell her that I want to spend the night with her. I've been direct and have some successes that way. I "prepared" the night the day before by already telling her that I wanted to have sex with her. It might have killed the magic a bit but well. I decided to send her an email and give her a rendez-vous at night. I would take her to a bar and said something like "let's continue this to another place". I kept the phone number of a hotel next to the place where I wanted to take her, I called it, they had a lot of rooms available but I did not reserve. I wanted it to not appear "planned". I also took three condoms.
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Preparing the night and playing football.
I woke up around 11 and sent her the email. I had to go to the university to play some football with friends. Most of the guys I was playing with saw me with the girl last night. I was at the center of the attention: "damn I got nothing last night, you did a good job", "I thought you would not get her, good job" and stuff like that. It was weird to be on this side for once. lol. Anyways, playing football was nice and it just felt wonderful to actually know that the same night I would probably get laid.

When I came back home, I received her reply. She was offering to go out at night with her friends. Arg, I was not expecting company but I decided to play the part. I had no time to eat unfortunately, grabbed a pack of chips and headed at her hostel.

Her hostel.
Her hostel has a small bar at the entrance, that's where I was supposed to meet her. I ordered a caipirinha and waited for her while listening to some live music. A few minutes later she came with her friends. We kiss (on the lips) hello and had a drink with her friends. I knew two of them and met 4 guys from Canada, UK... I was really friendly again, I talk a lot with the Canadian guy while she was grabbing my hand and caressing me (not sexually obviously). I was dominant, I was funny and enjoyed meeting all these new guys.

I was playful with her, at some point she asked me something (can't remember what), I told her to guess, every wrong guess she kisses me... (a bit needy when I think about it now)... We spoke a bit about the night before and how much fun we had. She told me she was drunk (damn I did not really notice it). Then it happened. She told me that in Bolivia, she got really drunk too with alcohol and coke. "Coca-Cola?" I asked. "No" she replied. "You don't do that?"... "No." She told me she wanted to try it once. No comment. Anyways, it's funny how my life seems to be like a movie since I'm in the game... There are people, parties and now even drugs... Guess sex is missing. Lol. They wanted to go to another place after. We stayed one hour and then moved to another samba bar.

Samba bar.
I was with her and 3 English friends. One of them has been living in São Paulo for some time, he knew the city but did not speak Portuguese. Actually, none of them did. I was the only one to understand the waiter when he came. Anyways, the English guy really liked me, he told several time English Girl how nice I was. He even told us about a motel down at three blocks from the place we were. Yes, her friends were doing the work for me.

She was all over me, kissing me, holding my hand. She was eye-fucking me, I told her "I like when you look at me like that". It was getting late so I started to think about tonight. I went direct again "you know that I wanna spend the night with you right?"... She asked me where we could go, I told her that I know a nice place not too from here. I was shaking my left leg and she told me it was a sign of "sexual tension"... I said it was because I liked the music "but I'm glad you can feel the tension"... I was getting a bit impatient I confess but I was handling it. We finally left, we walked her friends to the hostel and she was mine. Finally.

Going to the hotel and being persistent.
This only happens in movies... but yeah, it happened to me last night. We started to walk in the direction of the hotel... I called them to be sure we would have a room... but guess what... It was full. I had now to deal with new logistic issues. I took responsibility and got us a cab... I asked the driver to take us to an hotel... but it was full too. LOL. São Paulo is such an expensive city that most of the 20-27yo people live with their parents... so yeah, they go to hotels... and since we were Saturday night, it started to get even more complicated. We got another cab to another hotel... This one had a room available ... The receptionist asked for my ID, I gave it too him. Finally baby! Oh wait a second, he needed her ID too, and guess what... she had no ID with her that night. I tried to negotiate but he wouldn't accept. We tried another one in the same street, no room available. He told us to try another hotel a few blocks away. We went there and a room was available. I told the receptionist we would take it... I told him that I wanted to pay for it with my credit card, but the credit card machine was not working and we had not enough cash. I offered to pay for a part today and the next one the day after. He agreed, he took the money (which was good). He asked for my ID, I gave him and told him English Girl did not... I've negotiated with him and he was okay to let us the room if I paid the whole money. So yeah, I left her in the room and went to withdraw some money... The closest SPAM was 10 minutes from the hotel.

Getting serious in room 305.
I paid for the room and went upstairs to get my prize. Yes, I was tired, exhausted actually, I was starving, I did not eat but yeah I was about to get my prize for everything... I went in the room, she came straight at me... I kissed her, we started to make out... She was already moaning. I grabbed her ass while we were kissing, she got even closer to me... I wanted her. I stopped and washed my hands, it was time to use them. She was a bit frustrated about the fact that I stopped kissing her but I came back to her quickly. I made out with her and grabbed her ass again. I took her right hand and made her go on the bed... She was now kneeling on the bed and I was making out like hell with her. I put my right hand underneath her skirt. I was now caressing her and feeling her pussy. She started to lay on the bed and take me with her. She was getting crazy, I liked it. I was now between her legs. We took our clothes off. We were now in underwear... She was holding me really tight. She was really excited... Her face was red and she was breathing heavily. She took her bra off and I was now feeling her cute nipples.

She was cute in her panties... there were some flowers on it... but it was time to take them off now. Wow. What a wonderful feeling. Her panties soon revealed a cute and wonderful shaved pussy. I could not resist I went down on her. That's when she got even crazier. I was just beginning and she was already moaning and moving like hell. Guess she was sensitive. She grabbed my hair a lot. She helped me put the condom and we did it... She actually ate me alive... lol. She was really tight and she actually hurt me a bit by being so wild but it was okay.

French and British culture classes.
So here I was, in a bed with this naked cute blond English girl. We hugged and started to have a conversation... I usually need some minutes to get back on the horse. I gave her some French classes and she spoke about England. It was funny and I actually enjoyed a lot laughing with her. Little by little we starting to get excited again...

"I don't understand".
I don't know if she was too tight, or not enough wet, of if I was too big but it hurt me. My skin was burning. I told her... She stopped and was sad. She went down on me later but she was hurting me again. Since she noticed I was getting less and less excited as she proceed, she stopped, looked at me and said "I don't understand" with her cute British accent... I was not understanding either actually. It was supposed to be the great epiphany but it wasn't, I got bored easily. I enjoyed way more taking her panties off than getting blown. I was more excited by touching her than by her trying to jerk me off. I had a nice night though.

Saying goodbye.
She fall asleep in my arms. We wake up at 7.30am. She wanted to take a cab home so I walked her to cab, gave the address to the driver and kissed her good bye. I wrote her an email today to know when she's leaving precisely. I will maybe see her again tonight, but I don't think so, she's leaving São Paulo.

Results: I got her to come to the hotel and had sex, only once though...
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On the strategy.
I should have taken several hotel numbers! We wasted a lot of time looking for a hotel. I was a bit disappointed that I had to go out with her friends but they ended up helping me a lot in the end.

On the Game.
- The Game make it easy... her friends were working for me. I had almost nothing to do.
- Logistics killed a bit the sexual state.
- ONS is something we have to get used to it. I've never had sex with someone I've met only a few hours ago...
- I had a really nice night.

Questions to move on.
- How come I got bored of sex so easily? I actually enjoyed more taking her panties out than the sex in itself.
- Are ONS something for me? I still need to figure this out.

Coming next.
I'm heading to Buenos Aires Wednesday.


It felt really good to spend the night with a cute naked British girl

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now this is the real "BOOM" , well done Danielova.

few things:

Caressing + (Not sexually) don't mix, if a woman is caressing you, it's sexual, actually all the interactions with girls should be sexually charged if you want things to go naturally.
Indeed! i had the exact same feeling when i started out, it's beautiful, gives off the adventurous spirit in your life.
You should not be frustrated, that might actually be one of the reasons she went wild when you came back, you made her miss that feeling for seconds and want more of it, anticipation Daniel, don't forget.

On your Direct game, most will disagree here, but i support you being direct, it is risky, but it eliminates all kind of "Transition" problems, LJBF problems, and even sexual tension problems in early conversations, it's honest, sincere and dominant.


Keep doing this, good job.

Good for you Daniel!

Not so hard to convince a girl to fuck you after all! The right cocktail of horny woman, witty banter and even a little room to make mistakes. It is damn easy if you let it be, isn't it?

Thoughts on "bad" sex:

I have had bad sex enough times to know that it sucks. It feels like you are disconnected from the act and at times, can be awkward and painful.

The solution for me is easy, I start being more attentive. I find myself observing bad sex, and HAVING good sex. You need to be passionate and lose yourself, if that makes sense? Twisting nipples and licking clits doesn't equal good sex. You have to caress and squeeze with passion, pull hair, groan and really FEEL the sex if you want it to translate into something good. Im not a hippy or anything, don't go trying to be one with her pussy or anything. I just find if I am with a woman I find less attractive than what you could call my "physical standard", or if I am pre occupied in my mind, the sex sucks. Carrying over the intensity of making out over to prolonged sex can be challenging.

You probably noticed you were REALLY enjoying the making out, and the fore play, but once you started getting your dick ground to a pulp you flipped a switch in your head and removed yourself from the situation a bit. Yur participation in the act was just dialed back a notch. The trick to good sex for me is to get back into the moment, and stay there.


Im not saying your bad at sex, or that you don't know what you are doing, just trying to give insight into what I think can lead to bad sex.

Who knows, she could have been a bad lay, she is english after all...

Good work Daniel! [/code]

@sovetcke.
I guess so
Truth is, I would not know how to do in another way... I mean we were making out, for me it was congruent to become direct if I wanted to take her home with me.

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@Insert.
It felt a bit like that yeah, it I had a nice time. It was not "bad", she was hot... but let's say I was disappointed by my investment in the act. I was way less passionate than her... It was supposed to be the big moment though.
I actually loved myself at the moment, she was really liking me (my body, what I was doing...). Truth is I also started to be in my mind when she started to hurt me little: do I have to tell her, do I tell her to stop... I mean, since I did not know her, it was less easy to communicate.
Got you.
I'm not taking it that way but yeah, I lack experience when it comes to ONS. It has also been a long time. Let's go back on the horse

Thanks for commenting Insert.

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Quick Update.

I'm now leaving for Buenos Aires, Argentina for a few days, so I won't be able to keep on journaling. I'll be back soon with other nice reports!

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I thought you were going to put your pic up when you accomplish your goals man haha.

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Not a good idea.

Hey Daniel,

I've given PUA a break for a while to work on inner issues because I need a total re-work.

I've always followed your journal, and a part of me was wondering if you EVER would pull the trigger. You have. WELL FUCKING DONE man.

You are the product of hard work and pushing your boundaries. An inspiration to all aspiring AFC's to PUAs. Props to Kasabi as well for the pushes in the right direction.

Damn good advice. No surprise what's happening here.

Plan -> Strategize - >execute. It's the mantras of winners.

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