Important background about me to complete the story. I am Black 40 years, 186 cm (6'3"), fit but not muscular, with a unique style approved by my ex, who is a fashion stylist. I live in a capital city in northern Europe with a lot of attractive women. I was away, out of the country, after a breakup, and moved back home for economic reasons after two years, during which I traveled and visited 17 countries. I am natural seducer read the game like in 2010

I usually not active here but i felt to share two filed reports so you can get anything from it.

#Coco
She is 43, a fashion model hunter, thin, with short black hair, very very stylish with a resting bitch face.

I was riding the metro back home on Wednesday evening after a workshop, dressed basic. I saw this hot girl opposite me with mega glasses, dressed all in black. We had very strong eye contact, like she was really looking at me. I was about to talk to her, then we changed at the same station, but I did not want to follow her, so I left it there.

The next day (Thursday) I got Hinge. Guess who was the first person to message me with a cheeky message. I recognized her immediately, but we did not message much.

I am straight, with really good flirting skills. I almost 80% sleep with girls on the first night. I never wait for a second date, almost ever. It is just my mentality. I agree it could gain weight with patience, but this is my motto in life, fuck it.

On Friday afternoon we started chatting, and I told her we met the other day on the metro. She thought I was handsome and wished she had talked to me on the metro that day.

I invited her out for a drink the same day (Friday). She was excited. I am very logistic with date spots, you will see the pattern later. I took her to my favorite indoor rooftop bar in the center of the city, we call it #WinterRooftopbar.

I usually take my dates to this bar in winter. The bartender notices me bringing girls there. We matched black leather biker style. The wine was flowing, chatting and kisses. I always make out with them.

She was telling me about the fashion industry, finding models. She was digging to know my ex because she is a known fashion stylist, but I told her it would ruin the date, so let’s skip it.

We ordered a taxi to the city to grab a drink at another bar, #TinyDjbar. I took this girl to the hottest bar in the city, which is next door. Famous and the hottest people go to this bar. I like the vibe there. We hung out there, we stood out with matching outfits and more making out. I got looks from other girls when I made out with her. Believe it or not, once people even gave me their number.

She is very direct in her way of speaking and wanted to go to her place. She ordered a taxi to her place, which is close to mine. I was so wowed by her place, so fashionable. We shared a bottle of wine, and at this point I was drunk. She has the most banging sex-pack Pilates girl body. The next morning we fucked again, chatted a bit over coffee, then I left home.

This is the first girl after coming back home. I knew #Sofo, another girl I was about to meet the next Friday, so I did not follow up much with #Coco.

The reason I wanted to write this report is because these two girls I met were back-to-back Fridays. You will learn from my mistake, but heads up, it is patience and the long game.

#Sofo
She is 38, blonde, blue eyes, good body, well dressed. She was a diplomat and moved back home.

I matched with her on another app two weeks before I met #Coco. We switched to WhatsApp and were flirting nonstop. She thinks I am hot even though I look like shit in gym clothes. The reason we did not meet was because she was moving to a new apartment and settling down, which is in the same area as my gym. We exchanged pics and sexual messages, and she could not wait to spend time with me, but she wanted to meet in public.

I met her at the #WinterRooftopbar the next Friday. She looked classy, with very beautiful eyes, well spoken, and a nice body. The wine was flowing, and she went to bring the second round. The fucking bartender was asking her questions like how you guys met, which app, etc. He knows I bring girls to the bar, but I do not care, he is jealous.

We were making out, looking over the city, holding hands and making eye contact.

She was aware that I went on a date with #Coco the week before. Women have like a sixth sense, but I did not deny it. Then she asked me when the last time I had sex was. I said two weeks ago. I am grown up, I do not feel like lying to get a girl, and she said like three months.

The time came to take her to my favorite pizza joint in town with the best beers in the city.

Guess what? The famous bar is within walking distance from the hidden pizza joint.

I met my best friend and other friends in the bar and introduced her to them. My friends think she is hot. We sat alone, kept building and making out. I know she lives four stations before my station, so I pushed for the kill. I was kissing her in public, which not all girls like. I assumed this one was in the bag, but guess what, she wanted to be alone. Cool. I know she lives nearby and we will meet sooner or later.

Two days later she told me she likes me, but I am too fast and pushy for her. To be honest, I was sad and mad at the same time. Mad because this girl really gaslighted me, I never knew the term until this day. Sad because I did not calibrate my style to fit her or the environment.

#Coco went to Paris for work. We had been texting here and there, but then she told me that she is no longer interested in seeing me again and that it was fun.

You win some and you lose some in life. I am a person who believes in abundance. If a girl goes, the next one will come. I have visited 17 countries and had so many hookups, but I need to re-learn the home game.

Five years ago, before my ex, I never used dating apps. I had a very solid social group, and every weekend I could have ONS just from the network.

Now, being back home single, I need to re-calibrate my game and learn from my previous experience, but guess what. Two weeks later I did the same exact thing with a girl, let’s call her #Siri.

After writing this post, it made me reflect on my experience. It seems like a journal. I hope you get something from it, and let me know if you want to know about the #Siri story