About 2 weeks ago I wrote a post, Easiest Lay Ever (can't link to it for some reason, bizarre).

In it I basically described the easiest lay of my life. Well nevermind that, last night is now what qualifies as the easiest lay of my life.

The meet, setup and first opportunity to lose frame

Got dumped by a plate over the weekend so as I left I was just like "alright, fuck it, what does anything matter anyway". I know, I am aware of my extreme oneitis I had for this girl. Interjection: oneitis is a fickle fucker because it's 3 days later now and I don't give a flying fuck about her anymore. I guess getting laid has that effect.

Straight after leaving her house, I go to the butchery to buy some steaks to even out the temporary loss of manhood of getting dumped. Man's gotta eat his meat. I just immediately hit it off with the girl behind the counter and 5 minutes later I walk out with my steaks... and her number. Lesson one: IDGAF attitude is freeing to yourself and a breath of fresh air to anybody you come in contact with.

Messaged her just the basics to set up a date for last night (Tuesday) and she's very into it. Yesterday she let's me know that she just has to do some shopping first (we arranged to meet in a mall). She is going out of town the weekend and needs to buy clothes. She invites me along. Luckily, I've been reading the Red Pill Handbook since the dumping, so I'm feeling like the boss. I text back that no, I'm not going to join her for shopping to which she says okay.

She arrives about 30 mins before me and rushes to get the shopping done that she can, but still half of it remains undone by the time that I arrive. She tells me this, to which I just give her rock solid eye contact, a slight smirk on my face and just stare at her in silence... and just like that she buckles and says "but I really want to rather hang out with you tonight, I'll just come back tomorrow night". I say "good girl", pull her in for a hug and off we go on the date. Lesson 2: holding frame, beginning to end, remaining unreactive and willing to walk away anytime I feel she is doing something more that a shit test and straight up disrepecting me. This girl is a good girl and put our evening first as any good girl must. I maintain the frame of being the prize. She gets the pleasure of my company for the rest of the evening.

The cheapest date ever

We go to a bar, get a cocktail each and without even realizing it, this would also be my last expense for the evening.Again, The Red Pill Handbook is fresh in my memory so I am relaxed, let her do most of the talking, share almost nothing about myself, remain positive, calm and cool. This approach is SO much better. It takes off all the stress of performance. I can't believe that doing so little can really have such a huge effect. And I was actually having fun and not worrying about the right thing to say next! Hallelujer!

She's all over me. The moment we met in the mall she saw me walking up, came over and stood right against me, like body against body, already staring at my lips. I wonder... one day, when I can clearly read a situation again like this, I'm just going to say fuck it and suggest to just go home "for coffee" right then and there. One day.

For the rest of the night I am the one that is laid back, playing it cool etc. She is ALL OVER ME. I have nothing in recent memory of a girl being so all over me. Thank you 5 months of lifting. Thank you Keto. Thank you good style. Thank you grooming. THANK YOU TRP.

Her hand is on my leg, she laughs at my jokes and snuggle right into my neck, she holds my hand, our faces are centimeters apart every few minutes with "fuck me" stares and more staring at my lips. Fuck, I could really have just wrapped it up here. But the anticipation probably just helped more.

We bounce to the second location (bar across the street) and honestly I can't remember now.. I think I was just turning around at one point to look at something and the turn caused me to be very close to her... next thing I know her tongue is down my throat. Haha. At this point I just completely stop trying and revel in the amazing feeling of having so much power tonight. It's a beautiful thing.

We are at the next bar for only 10 minutes or so. Get this shit: whilst there, SHE STARTS GAMING ME! She starts using OUR lines, adventure sex stuff (although uncalibrated and way too overt to work for must guys) like "you know, it's still so early and I feel that we live only once! We should never waste an opportunity! I'm such a rebel, I just want to do crazy things!".

Outside I remain cool. Inside, my horny high school self from many years ago is having a slight anxiety boner premature ejaculation freakout. I want to burst out laughing at how this is playing out. I mean, we all try to integrate TRP principles into our lives but when it really clicks... fuck man, it's like watching magic unfold in front of your eyes.

The bounce that leads to bouncing (pssst, I mean on my c*ck)

We get out of there, get in my car and start driving. I first kinda play it like I'm taking her home and she comments about it being early again. I say "alright how about we get some coffee first". Her reply? (This was my 2nd favourite moment of the night, btw, her gaming me again): "Ah man, but then we need to go find a coffee shop now and and and... :( "

Fucking LOL.

I say "yeah screw that, let's just go to my house".

We didn't make coffee. I was still heading over to the kettle when she just grabbed me and started making out. I picked her up, carried her to the bed and the rest was history. And the boobs... oh thank you sweet lord baby Jesus for such perfect creations.

She melted. Her eyes rolled back, she moaned, she almost ripped a cushion in half, she just gave in, heart body and soul. It was one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen.

Side note, read the f*cking situation and don't be a retard!

I can honestly remember days where a girl would comment about it being early and I would not get what she's saying. Or be completely oblivious to how she's staring at my lips. Or how close she is to me.

DON'T BE A RETARD LIKE THIS!!!

One of the most valuable things I've learned from TRP is how women work, which led me to now read situations much better. I understand what they say covertly so that I can lead overtly. It's SO fucking simple. I cringe to think about the times I let a girl get away by being in logical man mode.

Side note, sex pro-tip:

This happened last night and with the previously easiest lay ever. If the girl is hot and ready to go, I lead in roughly the following order:

  1. Kissing her while on the bed, fully clothed, hands slowly exploring
  2. Eventually kissing intensifies and clothes start to lift up a bit, hands slip underneath etc.
  3. I sit up, slowly take off my shirt so that she can revel in the glory of my lifting gainz and without fail they then take their own tops off... and seconds later they realize it's still not equal to have a bra on, so good bye bra.

Same goes for pants, although last night's girl somehow had her pants off before I even knew it. I think it must be one of those stripper pants that is fastened with Velcro or something.

I guess it might happen one day, but I can't remember when last I had to take a girl's top off. If she is horny enough, she'll be all too happy to finally get the fucking thing off.

Final thoughts

What a fucking ride. Last night and TRP. This has been a life-changing year for me so far. I love all you guys that contribute, thank you for opening my eyes. I take it day by day, humble myself to learning again and again. All I can say is - TRP works.And best of all, it's not just empty, meaningless fucking to overcompensate for a shitty life. No, I mean I am happier than I've ever been because I have taken ownership of my entire life. I am so proud of all I've achieved so far and I love myself... probably for the first time in my life. Thanks for reading, much bro love.