Robusto recently unearthed a great bar in London which gets alot of foreign students so we’ve been down there the past two weeks. One of the arguments in favour of daygame is that you don’t have to deal with the energy-sapping problems of London bars, namely:
- Fat ugly English girls
- Loud music that prevents comfortable conversation
- Stand-offish behaviour from girls when you open
All those problems miraculously disappeared in this bar cos it was teeming with young fresh new foreign girls really keen to talk in English and the music is dailed right down. Beauty. I walk in with Bhodi about 8pm and we immediately install ourselves at the bar to “build our vibe” by talking animatedly to each other, ignoring the room, and not value-scanning. Pretty soon we catch girls looking over at us. It’s a bit cock-heavy tonight but there’s a cute little Spanish brunette standing right infront of me talking to a Mexican and a Turkish orbiter. During a high point of banter between Bhodi and I she turns her head and gives me a look, then repeats it about thirty seconds later. Clearly she’s tiring of dealing with the omnipresence orbiter game and quite intrigued by me. So I open with something really lame:
“Let me see. You’re both Spanish and you are…. Turkish?”
That simple. The guys don’t realise I’m about to steal the girl and she gets animated really quick. Her English is painfully bad but she’s trying hard, bless her. I get the Mexican dude to translate everything for me so he’s soon removed from contention as I get him to pass on my teases and DHVs to her. It’s all polite and I’m sure to include the Turk guy too because they are pleasant people and I don’t want to be a dickhead, plus I want to make the Spaniard work.
Like this, but a bit smaller
A side-benefit is I’m locked in at the bar with a horseshoe around me dancing to my tune. That’s something I picked up off Jimbo. I spend about half an hour running textbook bargame before rolling off and finding Robusto elsewhere in the bar. I know all my work is done and just need to go back to collect contact details. Another half hour passes and I see that as see moved her orbiters trailed behind. I say “it was a pleasure to meet you all, I’ll see you around” knowing full well how Spaniard will respond:
“Do you have Facebook? I have skype too! Here’s my phone number. And can we take a photo?”
Looking promising but there’s time pressure. She has one week in London and I’m leaving for the continent too. She opens me that night with a Skype video chat so I let it run for an hour of consulting google translate, letting the comfort build, seeing how hard she’s investing. Then a morning chat and I slot her into my dating calendar for the evening.
Immediately upon meeting, near her place, I know it’s on. Not necessarily one for that night, but she’s a horny young thing who has fuck energy bubbling underneath everything she does. We make out and she’s soon climbing all over me in the bar. One thing I really enjoy is having the girl chase, so I lean back and act like a dickhead, pushing her away with a cad’s grin on my face. Nineteen year old and horny means she loves it. But she won’t fuck….
The next day she tells me she’s only had sex with one guy before, who she was in a relationship for two years with and turned down his marriage proposal. Apparently they only had sex towards the middle of the second year and she’s barely done it…. hmmmm… I do seem to attract the inexperienced girls. So over the next three days I meet her once more in a pub, once back at my house and I gradually progress to having her semi-naked on my bed. It’s tortuous stuff and if I’d known how long it would take I might’ve passed up on it, but in for a penny in for a pound I think.
Fourth night and before she comes round I tell her that if I see her again I’ll fuck her. She knows its her last chance with me and after an hour of canoodling and several half-hearted “we aren’t having sex” protests, I have my cock in her. It’s crappy sex too. She’s totally inexperienced and as tight as a budgie’s arse. It’s a physical struggle to get in there and the poor girl is in some discomfort throughout. She takes it like a trooper, bless her. Then an hour later I bundle her into a taxi and return to Dark Souls.
+1 but not very memorable. She wants to go onto my import roster but I’m not sure.
