| Enjoy the pics. I took some of them, the others are shat she sent me a few days later. She's the girl on the left in the four set pic. Of course, I blurred out the face.
This happened in early July of this year. I was at my favorite taco place in Brooklyn with some friends (social proof) getting some Picadas and what not. After I had ordered I went into the bathroom to wash up. As I was walking in I saw this sexy ass Latina waiting in line to order. So I went to the bathroom and washed my hands and then came out and stood next to her.
I didn’t really have an excuse to just stand there because I had already ordered so I said excuse me to her and I reached over to grab some napkins as she was standing in front of the napkin dispenser. As I pulled back I looked down and said something like “I really like those shoes. What a unique design.” They were some seriously weird shoes so it made sense that a guy would comment on them.
She said “Thank you. My friend designed them.” From that moment, it was on. I parlayed it into a general, yet very brief conversation about fashion because I was with my friends who work in fashion (Real Time Constraint).
I noticed she had a thick accent (hot!) so I asked her were she was from. It turns out that she’s originally from Nicaragua but has been living in Miami for the past 5 years where she’s a go-go dancer for clubs and some Burlesque stuff, all sorts of stuff. She’s 27, 110lbs or so, 5’5” dark hair, full B-Cup and a great ass.
She’s in NYC for only a week to audition for some music videos and Broadway musicals. The only reason she is even at the Mexican restaurant is because she’s staying with some friends who live around the corner and they showed it to her; otherwise, she shouldn’t have be there at all because only locals really know about this place as it’s way out of the way in deep Brooklyn (it’s the best Mexican restaurant in Brooklyn, probably all of NYC).
So I told her to join my friends (social proof) and I at our table to which she agreed.
She came over and was really impressed with my friends who were both professional fashion stylists. She is also trying to be a designer. We had a great meal and a great conversation too, the four of us.
As we were getting ready to leave, I said to her “Hey, let me show you something really cool.” (Isolation and Bounce.)
Then I took her to the back of the restaurant to show her where they made the tortillas. It’s actually a tortilla factory that has a restaurant in it. It’s pretty fucking cool! So I showed her and then invited her out to a “really cool loft party” the next night. She was more than glad to accept!
So I get home and I call my ex-girlfriend Glowy and ask for a favor. I tell her to come have a drink with the HB9 and I the next night so that she can see that I have more female friends. She accepts.
So the next night comes around and the HB9 meets me at my place around 10:00pm because she was at dance auditions all day and early evening. I wanted her to see my place, be comfortable with it so that we could come back later that evening. When she came in, however, she hesitated because we were really strangers for the most part. I could sense it, so I put her at ease and told her I’d only be a minute. I finished up and we were out the door around 10:00pm. First Bounce.
First I took her to a bar that was kind of dead. No worries though, I wanted a chance to talk to her and get to know her. She told me how much she loved microbrew beer, which I thought was really cool for a chic. I said “Don’t get drunk though. I hate drunk chics. It’s such a turn off.” And I meant it. I really do hate drunk chics. I refuse to hook up with them. If she has to be drink to be with me, then I don’ twant her. That is my philosophy.
So after a beer there we went to Barcade (Second Bounce), which is a bar with loads of microbrewed beer and loads of old school video games! We had another beer and then she told me about her ghost experience. I called bullshit on it all, but at the same time played along with her. What is it with HB9/10s and ghosts and astrology and all that shit, really? Mystery is soooo right about that one!
I reminded her not to drink too much because I really didn’t want her to get drunk. Plus, I’m not much of a drinker myself. Then she told me not to worry, that she could handle herself and that she needed a few drinks to relax and open up.
Although the conversation was going well, we hadn’t had much Kino yet. I was playing it cool. Obviously she gets hit on all the time. I didn’t want to be another one of those guys.
I soon realized she was right. After her second beer, Kino Escalation started up in a major way. Soon we were all over each other. However, as is my rule, I don’t start kissing her. I do this for a number of reasons, which I’ll explain later.
So we finished up our third beer by the time my friend Glowy arrived. We had been together about 2 hours by now. Glowy arrived with her boyfriend and we were off (Third Bounce). Glowy, HB9 and I walked arm-in-arm to the party while Glowy’s boyfriend rode ahead on the moped. Glowy was giving me mad DHV. She knew the routine. She was Pivot, Preselection and Social Proof all in one!!! I felt like such a pimp walking down the streets with two HBs on my arms.
Once at the party, we had to give a password to get in (DHV again--locals only bitches!). The party wasn’t anything special though. We hung out for an hour and then moved on to Royal Oaks, which was equally dead (Fourth Bounce). We hung for twenty minutes or so and then HB9 and I decided to leave and so did Glowy and her man.
I felt like the night had gone well. I had been a leader of men, preselected, DHVed and social proofed in many ways. I had shown HB9 my sense of humor as well as my understanding of her world of dance and fashion.
In this rare situation, I decided to pick up the tab for the drinks only because I had sort of asked her out on a date. If I had just met her in a bar, I would never have bought her a drink. I don’t do that. However, given the circumstances, I thought it appropriate to do so… although, I think she bought one round, I can’t remember.
Anyway, ever the gentleman, I offer to escort her back to her place in a cab. She’s been in my arms all night, touching and holding hands, but still I don’t go for the k-close and here is why.
If you k-close too early in the night, almost everything else is anticlimactic. You have to build attraction , but also tension and longing and desire. She wanted to kiss me much earlier, but I wouldn’t let her. Most importantly, I made it clear through my body language that I knew she wanted to kiss me, but that I was going to wait, to do so on my terms when I want.
This may not sound like much, but let me tell you. This is an ESSENTIAL element in my game! It has taken me places I normally wouldn’t have gone. I mean, I know I can have the kiss any time that I want it, but I resist! One word: Alpha! Make her know that I’m not some easy scrub who gets all excited over a dumb kiss.
Plus, on a theoretical level, I think that k-closes are often used a shit tests by women much in the same way women shit test a guy by talking openly and graphically about sex. They want to see if you get too excited and take it too far, or if you can handle yourself and be cool. So I hold off on the kiss… until later!
Lastly, on not kissing too soon, it’s better to wait so that there is a natural progression of Kino escalation. Think about it… what comes next? First touching of hands, then kissing, then fondling, then oral, then sex. You shouldn’t let anything interrupt this flow once kissing has been initiated because there is too much of a chance of buyer’s remorse, LMR , second-guessing or you do something to fuck it up. The kiss is the swell that is the foundation of the wave which builds up to the crescendo f-close!
Keep in mind here buddies, I’m going for an SNL, no apologies. This is how we get down in Brooklyn.
She is only in town for a week. So I have to make this happen tonight! However, if I were trying to date her or develop it into a fuck buddy type of thing, then sure, I might not try for the f-close on the first night, but that wasn’t the circumstance this time.
So anyway, we’re in the cab back to her place and it seemed like the longest ride of my life, but really only took 15 minute. I was holding her the entire time, but still, no kissing. I got to DHV some more by speaking Spanish to the driver and giving him directions because he didn’t know Brooklyn well (I speak Spanish and German which has gotten me laid plenty of times).
Once at her place, it was already close 3:00am. I wash up and go down to the room she’s staying in. It’s decent. The bed is comfy. We lay down together and immediately I initiate kissing, passionately. Then I undress her and myself. She gives LMR , which I blatantly and unapologetically disregard all Wolvie-Bizerk Caveman style!!! I pretty much just grabbed her hands and violently threw them aside. She wised up quick.
I go down on her and then I mount her and start fucking her caveman style. She tells me that we she wear a condom but I’m all “Don’t worry, I won’t come inside you” and she pretty much goes with it from there.
The sex was great as it invariably is with Latinas. That is one of the reasons that I like them so much: they’re amazing lovers! So passionate, sensual and uninhibited! I am definitely a Latina guy, however, I’m a white boy.
So we finish up and fall asleep in each other’s arms. I didn’t sleep long though. I can never get comfortable in other people’s beds, I don’t know why. So I just sneak out and go home with the biggest grin on my face feeling super accomplished. She was passed out from a long day of dancing at auditions and night partying and love-making with me. I thought it was kind of cool that she would wake up alone and wonder if I was going to call her the next day.
The next day I felt great. I did call her and invited her over for a bike ride. She came back over and we went on a bike ride and then back to my apartment for a “nap” which involved more fucking, of course. God, she’s good in bed! I loved hearing her speak Spanish while fucking me. Mas duro Papi! She kept saying. So Hot!
Lessons learned: It was good that we met up with her later in the evening as opposed to meeting her for an early dinner and then drinks. It gave more immediacy to the evening. Otherwise, she could have seen me more as friend material. Paul Janka talks about this a lot. I like his stuff.
Another thing, there was a lot of venue changes, social proof, preselection and negging. She was hot so I wasn’t going to go all gaga over her. But also, I think it was important that I held off on kissing.
In conclusion, I give her an HB9 status because she’s hot, she’s a dancer, she’s amazing in bed and she showed me a great time. I really liked her as a person too. She wasn’t loud and obnoxious even though she was into the Miami dance scene. In fact, she was very passionate about dance, it wasn’t just some affectation. She had skills. She studied all dance. What a cool chic. We’re still in contact even though she hasn’t been back to NYC. She sent me a bunch of pics of her dancing at clubs, theaters, and some sexy other ones too! Girls rule!!!
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