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scheduled a date yesterday with a Russian blondie, I thought for sure I was going to fuck her, she was only here for 2 more weeks, then she flaked on me 20 minutes before the date and tried to reschedule, I really wasn't interested cause my logistics is shit, and she wasted a good night for me, she wasn't all that attractive to be wasting my time like that.
Have a date on Sunday with a cuuuutie, a 9 or 10 for me. I actually just finished a sesh and was in my car on my way home. At the intersection I saw her crossing the street, I pulled over, hopped out and talked to her, she saw the whole thing, got super nervous, took my number and bailed. I thought for sure that was dead, then she called me, I called her back in the morning and we had a nice chat, scheduled for a date. Current plan is to drive her back to hers, try to go up and close.
I'm holding back on the approaches because literally every time I go out I'd get a date, and my logistics just isn't good enough (I have 4 nights in 2 weeks where I have the place to myself). I'm looking to move to downtown Boston by 2/1 and start doing instant pulls.
Got out of work for a couple of hours today to meet the first chick I pulled from day game. I brought her into dick's and tried to fuck her in one of the fitting rooms but they were all closed due to covid. Then I was rubbing her pussy and she was wanking me while I was driving, my face was literally going numb from all the sexual tension, so I pulled over into a dingy parking lot, had her hop in the back seat, put some clothes up on the window and raw dogged her. She fucking loved it. Went and got lunch, came back to her place and fucked her again, came inside of her both times. Risky business, but I love the thrill, she says she's on the pill and she might be on her period (there was some blood), will need to be more careful tho.
What's your face/build/style look like?
follow my insta @jxc127 and find out. Going to start posting photos in a couple of months when I build up a solid follower base.
Social freedom is the drug that we cannot get enough of, even more so than the sex. Over the past months, I’ve had the highest highs where I’m riding the social freedom and confidence I've gained from pickup, to the lowest lows where my AA kicked back in and feeling like shit after a long period of inaction. I have gone on numerous instant dates, gotten more flakes than a Boston snowstorm, many invaluable lessons learned, and many new friends made. I’m at the point where I feel confident that I can get laid easily (Chris wrote a great post on this, he said you know you can get laid if you go out 3-5 times a week and can bring a girl home).
The turning point:
There came a point where my mindset and attitude crossed over from pleasing women to having women please me. I used to come up to a girl with a compliment “you’re cute/sexy” whatever, and I stopped doing that all together. Instead, I try to put the girl into her head, accusing her of flirting with me, teasing her, it made me feel in control and the girls actually started investing more in the conversations. I will drop in some random compliments during the conversation, and that feels much more genuine than just doing it right off the bat. After consistent practice, I’ve really leveled up my game, now I can confidently walk into any set knowing we’ll at least have a good interaction if not a date or sex.
Dark side of pickup:
Earlier this week, I met a girl in a park wandering around with a bike, I chatted her up, strictly following my pickup routine, got her to sit down with me, took her for dinner, made up an excuse to get her home with me. Well, except I didn’t pull her, I tried and she said “I want to, but I know I’m going to regret later”, normally I would’ve pushed for it, but this girl’s gentleness was other worldly, she was classy, soft-spoken, smart, pretty, polite and caring. I just couldn’t risk scaring her off. For days after that, she was the only thing on my mind. Yesterday, she mentioned this protest (she’s into human rights issues) and was thinking about going, I immediately told her “get ready, I’ll pick you up”. We went to the protest, got tacos afterwards and back to my apartment, good things followed. We have a lot in common, both had kind of a tough childhood (She’s homeschooled for the early part of her life, from one of those missionary christian families). I’m developing real feelings for her and I’m scared of it, only a few months into my pickup journey and was just planning on spending my next couple of years fucking around and getting over this pickup phase. As I go further down the pickup rabbit hole, there’s only going to be more of these “right people at the wrong time” situations, makes me really question whether this is what I want and if it’ll make me a cold-hearted bastard (more so than I already am). I currently have 3 women I'm seeing consistently and I will try to maintain all of them, but really, I just want to spend time with this one girl. I'm going out after writing this post to game with some friends, hopefully I'll come back with a clear head, and maybe one more in the lineup. Till next time.
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