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| Author: | Liam McRae [ Wed Sep 21, 2011 3:59 am ] |
| Post subject: | 25 min daytime train hookup adventure |
this is from 19th april 2010 --- As y’all already probably know, I'm a big fan of pushing personal boundaries/barriers, whether that is in a social matrix way, or internal barriers. That’s why I used to dress like a hobo. I was trying to get away from a social fear of dressing badly. (I've since come full circle and choose to dress well, but I had to go through that evolution.) I still do it now: a few months ago I realized I had a weird connection with embarrassment and wearing a bike helmet, so I wore a pink bike helmet around for a while, into Safeway Supermarket/other shops, and acted like that was normal. As I suspected, nothing bad happened, no one gave a shit or even noticed. The fear I was feeling was all in my head. People do a lot weirder stuff than wearing a pink bike helmet. So it brings me one step close to thinking, “99% of your social fears and irrational and serve nothing. Do whatever the fuck you want, whenever you want. Don’t let your fear of what other people are thinking stop you doing yo’ thang.” So this comes back to seduction because firstly it allows me to do stuff that’s outside the box, but also because it means I'm really straight up with myself, with the irrational fears/limiting beliefs that sometimes come up, and it means I'm in the most powerful position to overcome my own limitations. So it means I'm honest with what I want. And if I feel seduction-related resistance, alarm bells go off in my head that I SHOULD do it. In my mind I fear chatting up girls at Box Hill Station after Uni on Mondays for some reason, so when I feel that internal resistance I think “Well that’s all the more reason to FORCE yourself to do it.” It’s my Mum’s birthday today so I bought her an apple pie on the way to the station. As I get close to the station I see this woman walk past, and I think “Meh...not hot enough.” Within seconds I know this is just a total bullshit excuse based on fear, and that she is in fact, hot. I look back at her and think “Well, she does have a really nice petite body, and really nice smooth brown legs, firm tits...you would SO go there, she had a really good energy, she looks mature, soft nice skin, cute face, delicate and elegant walk…imagine fucking her doggystyle… stop kidding yourself and go talk to her.” Then I see I have 18 minutes to kill untill my train, so I sprint back in her direction. “Hey, I saw you walk past, you’re cute I wanted to come say hi. I'm Liam.” She smiles and says thanks. (Time of meet: 1.22pm) We chat about what she’s doing, where I live, she mentions her best friend, I tell her she’s too told to have a best friend, ask her age, she’s 28. Then I say “Well I have 18 minutes to kill till my train, you are gonna be my best friend till my train comes.” She agrees and I go shopping with her in Safeway. We just have a friendly chat, not really much flirting, but it’s a very relaxed friendly vibe, like we already know each other. She buys some groceries. We leave Safeway and she goes “Oh you’re going back towards Camberwell yeah? I'll catch the train back with you…” And I go “Nice one, you just extended the 18 minutes best friends limit by another 10 minutes.” More chatting, the vibe is really chilled out. We are already friends. On the train I go “Well better get the formalities out of the way, you spell it like that yeah?” and put her name in my phone, and she puts in her number. I didn’t ask for it, I just assumed it was on, coz it was, and always is (in my reality [even when its not{brackets in brackets in brackets!}]) (Time of number close: 1.42pm) Then we talk about my apple pie and how badly it’s presented in the shitty plastic Safeway box. We had already talked about this when we were first chatting and back then she said I need to put it in a basket with a tea towel like in the cartoons for that classic home baked apple pie look. So we’re talking about it again on the train and I say “Do you have any tea towels?” and she’s like “Umm nahh. Oh I'll see…ummm? Maybe? Don't you have any?” and I tell her I have a dishwasher that dries everything (I’m joking). We talk for a bit about the colour of her tea towels and then I go “Cool I'll borrow one off you then” and she goes “Okay, you can get off at the next station with me.” We get off, still really friendly/relaxed vibe. No flirting or sexual innuendos yet. I'm just keeping my cool. All the state control techniques I learned from James are paying off. Even though the vibe is not sexual, I still know where it’s heading: I opened her direct, she invited me to catch the train, I got her number…then she invited me to her house. It’s subtle but obvious that this is sexual. I also told her she was cute right from the start so she’s knows what’s going on aswell. We get to her place, I get myself a glass of water, she tells me about her rabbits piss stain on the carpet, and we go upstairs to check it out. At the stairs going back down I say “Cool lets pretend to be Jack and Rose from Titanic” and take her hand, and she pulls away and goes “No! I hate that movie.” She backs away, still smiling a bit but kind of tense. I say “What kind of movies do you like?” while moving closer and burning her with intense sexual hellfire eye contact. I say “Movies where they do this?” and I put my arms around her waist, lean in, push her against the wall and kiss her. She’s a bit nervous but stays still, and we hesitantly and tenderly kiss for 5 seconds. In the past her passivity might have thrown me but it’s like, get real, she’s invited you into her house off the street, just coz she doesn’t kiss back passionatley straight away doesn’t mean it’s a total rejection. Of course she’s going to be a little nervous. She pulls away and we go back downstairs. These kind of moments are where the ‘real’ game is played in my eyes. Comes back to the response rule from the Masterclass: “It’s not what you say, or even what she says, but how you RESPOND to what she says.” Anyone can escalate, but how you respond to it if she rejects your escalation or you meet a logistical hurdle can make all the difference. I stayed cool, kept the same vibe as before, kept chatting to her, and kept the reality in my mind: “Dude… Don’t stress. You met this chick like 25 minutes ago, and she invited you into her house. It’s still on, just roll with it.” Imagine if I had got all nervous and weird after the awkward kiss. It would make her FEEL weird and ruin any chance of further escalation windows opening. Once we’re downstairs, she gets out the tea towels and a nice plate, and puts the apple pie on it. We choose the best tea towel and I say “Cool lets take a before and after photo. And I want you to pose like a 1950’s housewife.” She says ‘No I don’t like being in photos, just take one of the pie” but then holds the pie in a pose, and when I move the camera so it’s just on the pie, she changes her mind, leans in and puts her face in the photo. I think she was just a bit nervous, and with a bit of encouragement she was posing properly and enjoying it. We keep chatting in the kitchen, I keep trying to escalate and she is receptive to my touch but not investing/reciprocating much. I kiss her neck and she really likes it, and finally she kisses my neck sensually. Turns out later that she doesn’t like lips kissing for some reason. This isn’t the first time I’ve encountered this. For some women a kiss on the lips can actually mean more to them than other sexual behaviour or touching, and they save kissing for really intimate moments. We probably spend 10 minutes in her kitchen, with little escalation sessions for like 10-50 seconds, and then her stopping for 2 minutes. Each time we stop and just chat, the vibe is still relaxed. At one point I was kissing her neck and had my hand up her dress rubbing her clit from behind and she was digging it but still pulled away. She said “I only just met you! This is the same amount of time hookers take!” so I told her I was a male hooker, and then she paid me in strawberries (she gave me strawberries to go with the apple pie). Again, response rule. The universe threw me a challenge and I sidestepped it. Imagine if I had gone “Ohhhh noo! I'm not a hooker! That’s gross!” or something and made it all awkward. When she saw the way I responded to her hooker joke, it showed her that I was cool about it all, and that she could trust me to lead it and read her body language. She could trust me to respect her boundaries and stop when she wanted me to. Later we talked about her unwillingness for lips kisses and she said she has germ phobia. I said “Cool so you can touch it through my pants” and put her hand on my dick. She grinned and started rubbing it. Then I undid my pants and said “And through undies” and she kept smiling and rubbing. Then I said “But is this too far?” and put her hand on my dick. She held it for a second playfully, thought about it, but then said “Yeah too far...” smiling seductively. She got a call from her ‘best friend’ who she mentioned before, who turned out to be a guy. She said “We’ve been friends for a year but I'm sleeping with him today. He’s coming in 20 minutes. You better go.” She went on to explain that they had always had sexual tension and had finally agreed to get into each others pants. I said “Cool.” Then we chatted a bit more, and I said “You ever been fucked in the ass?” and started kissing her neck and putting my hand up her dress. She was in this kind of limbo, feeling like ‘this is a strange experience and I feel slightly uncomfortable but… I don’t want to full on stop it because it feels good’. She stops me and goes “That’s pretty filthy you know. Just coming into a strangers house and trying to fuck them in the ass” and I go “Yeah but is being filthy so bad?” and she’s says “Haha I guess not. Not saying I haven’t really enjoyed anal before or anything... ’ with a sly seductive look, her voice trailing off as she floats away into her memory and reminisces about her orgasmic anal experience. Again this is the response rule, she throws me a challenge about the anal sex question but the way I respond neutralizes the tension and makes it ok. The powerful thing about this idea means even if you make a mistake or say the wrong thing, the way you recover and handle it says more about you than the mistake ever could. Her guy friend was coming soon so I decided to bail. So I took my apple pie, her plate and tea towel and made my exit, after getting her to give me a goodbye kiss on the neck. I thought to myself “Ah well, no sex but still got a free tea towel and plate.” I don’t see this as a failure at all, I see it as a massive success. It’s just another reference experience proving to me what’s possible if you just go and talk to a girl on the street. I got to have a fun sexual encounter with a nicely tanned hottie, all on the way home from Uni. I love it that it’s just part of my normal day-to-day life. All the rejections that I’ve had over the years, all the nights of going home alone, empty handed, they’ve all been worth it when the payoff is me getting to have such an exciting and dynamic life and living experiences like this regularly. The funniest part about all this is that this is not ‘weird’ to me. It’s just like how I used to wear pyjamas to clubs, and to me back then that was just me doing my thang and having fun. That was ‘normal’ in my reality. But then whenever I tell people and they go ‘WOAHH YOUR CRAZY d00d!’ I'm like “Hmm, yeah maybe I am? Yeah!!” and its like their reaction creates a reality where its weird... so I’m only weird in my mind when I see myself through their eyes. I don’t really feel like that often, only when other people connect me to their impression of me. So I'm dualistically aware that this is experience would be strange to some, but because of how I view the world and how this is really so insignificant… it’s not ‘weird’ or ‘out there’ for me. (But that’s also partly because my belief/model of the universe holds space for these type of things to not only happen, but to be normal/business as usual. [Which is why they are possible.{brackets in brackets in brackets!}]) |
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| Author: | bluecheer [ Wed Sep 21, 2011 7:27 am ] |
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Man this just made my day! awesome man well done. This has inspired me to go out and do today what I've been procrastinating on doing for the last 3 weeks. At my shitty job, there's so many beautiful girls but it just seems awkward to speak to them as it's such a large company they've all split up into really tight little groups. Anyway, this situation gets me horny as fuck and when I go out for my shitty half hour lunch break, I live real close to one of the busiest streets in town and all I can see are these stunners everywhere, so I've decided to make this half hour of every day, time for some dayGame and try and number close two girls a day. This is just the inspiration I needed , THANKS! |
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| Author: | Liam McRae [ Wed Sep 21, 2011 8:25 am ] |
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Quote: Man this just made my day! awesome man well done. This has inspired me to go out and do today what I've been procrastinating on doing for the last 3 weeks. At my shitty job, there's so many beautiful girls but it just seems awkward to speak to them as it's such a large company they've all split up into really tight little groups. Anyway, this situation gets me horny as fuck and when I go out for my shitty half hour lunch break, I live real close to one of the busiest streets in town and all I can see are these stunners everywhere, so I've decided to make this half hour of every day, time for some dayGame and try and number close two girls a day. This is just the inspiration I needed , THANKS!
haha good too hear, glad i inspired you.
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