Hey again guys! I'm back to share more experiences with you. And this one is fresh in my mind after submitting the dating article. Probably one of the smoothest first dates I've had.

In a nutshell, I met a gorgeous perfect 10 Hungarian girl on the street, #close, and took her for a first date which ended with a really nice make out.

Warning: wall of text.

The meet: It was a late sunday afternoon, the shops were all closing and I had finished my errands, time to call it a day and head home.

While walking down the street I notice a tall blur of hair and boobs whisk out of morrisons to my side and stomp down the street in front of me speaking in another language on the phone. I didn't really pay much attention at first honestly, she was on the phone, looked like she was in a rush. And at first glimpse I thought she was Thai, not really my type. I give her a miss.

A few moments later, she gets off the phone and slows down, that's when I notice this girl has a really nice body. I have slight interest in her now. But was still too far away from her. As I walk closer I start to really see how attractive this girl is, gorgeous brown hair, and amazing figure. I figure I'll speed up a little bit and if she's got a nice face, I'll stop her.

Surely enough, I get just in front of her and get a good look at her face. She's stunning. She looks like a young hungarian Angelina Jolie. Striking features, huge eyes. I am floored. I go into approach mode and stop her from the side.

"Excuse me, hi. I know this is really random, but I was walking next to you, and just turned to notice you look amazing. I wanted to just stop for a second and meet you" She smiles. "That is random but thank you." "What's your name?" "Eva" She replies.

We have a little bit of a chat. I ask where shes from, we speak about our jobs, she's very curious about me. I ask what's she's doing, she's on her way to meet her friend.

Honestly the interaction felt a little shallow but I could tell that she was eager to meet her friend (who I assume is the person she was talking to on the phone) so I know I have to pull the trigger quickly. She excuses herself to go.

"one sec, listen. I think you're really cute" "thanks!" She says with a huge grin. "I'd like to chat with you more, let's go for drinks sometime soon." "Errmmm..." She looks at the floor and scratches the back of her head. "...Yeah okay, we can do that." "Cool, let me get your number, if you don't like me, give me a fake one" "NO I would never do that!" she replies.

I get her number. We hug, she leaves.

A little later I text her, and get a more or less instant reply, we have a little back and forth, she says I must be rather brave to just go up and talk to her and say that I think she's attractive. I don't think she gets this a lot. She should do, she's gorgeous.

The date: We arrange to meet in the same spot I stopped her in the city center. She's there, she sees me a mile off, and smiles. I pull a face at her, and give her a huge hug on greeting.

"Hey Eva! How's your day been?"

We share small talk about our day for a while, return to some topics that were mentioned by text, and generally catch up a little with what's been going. Friendly stuff.

As we were walking, she seems fairly relaxed with her body language. As I spoke she gave me very constant and intense eye contact, usually a sign of a girl who finds you attractive. She struggles with her english a little in some spots. I can see it's a weak spot in her confidence as she tends to look away during these moments.

"You don't know where we're going, do you?" I said "Actually no, what's the plan?" "We're going to cherry reds for a drink" "Actually I'm okay to keep walking for a while." she replies "You sure? it'll get cold soon" "Yeah, it's fine for now."

Hm, I'm a little confused as to why she's decided to change the plan slightly. I figure she's not too hot on committing herself to the time with me, which is fine. We are still strangers after all. I let her have this little victory for now, and we go to the park. My plan is to suggest a drink again once we've established some proper chemistry.

We find a park bench and she continues to be super receptive and curious. I get her to open up about herself a little too. We talk about family, previous jobs, and other things. We're quite different so I'm trying to find common emotional themes and values and connect with her on those. It works fairly well when I discover that both of our families are in the care business and look after disabled children.

At her request she also listens to some of the music I write. I lean in to her and press my ear near to hers so that I can listen with her. She loves it, thoroughly impressed. I put my arm around her while she listens. She's neutral. Neat.

After a couple of songs I suggest a drink again, and again she says "actually we can still walk if you like?" to which I replied. "Nah, I'm thirsty, let's go!". There's no resistance, we leave the park bench and make our way to the little pub I know.

We settle down onto a tiny sofa tucked away in the corner of the venue. Perfect. I go grab us some drinks.

Here we continue to connect. Now that we're in a more comfortable environment, I open up to her and start to explain some of my life's more crazier experiences. Like when I was involved in a three-way relationship with two women, and the subsequent loss of that relationship. She responds by opening up herself about her past. She also spoke about her lack of crazy experiences. I now knew what kind of girl I was dealing with here. A fairly straight edge girl with a very curious and exploratory streak. Perfect, just my type, I play the devil on a girl's shoulder far too well. Now I get to show her one hell of an adventure.

This also explains her prior hesitancy to come to drink. I notice she's barely touching her drink, so it seems this girl doesn't drink too much either. To me, the fact that she didn't object to being here and outside of her comfort zone more than she already did shows to me that she passed a huge compliance test without me even realising. This girl likes my company big time.

I figure success tonight will be measured by kissing her. That seems like a fairly sensible balance considering her character and the situation.

We continue to chat and build connection. Through push/pull I build from touching knees together, to touching her arms and hands, to touching her sides and legs. She starts to reciprocate in small ways, touching me during conversation. It's so rare that girls do this in this country, so when she did it, I knew it was game on.

It had gotten to the point where I was stroking the back of her neck while we chatted. I had been doing this for about 15 minutes on and off, when she finally decides to address it.

"It's really nice when you do that, but I think it's a little too fast, I'm not used to dating."

Hm, acceptable, I feel. I AM a very forward person. Plus the real takeaway here is that she understands completely that we're on a date. This is great considering I never actually used that term directly myself. I guess my intentions are speaking volumes.

I pulled away of course, stopped all physical contact just to give her space for a while. And then continued to chat with her about something else. Over the next 15 minutes I had managed to gradually escalate back to stroking her hair again. She seems more comfortable this time.

I play with her fingers now, I turn her hand over and start tracing my fingers up and down her wrist while I'm talking with her. I feel the goosebumps under my skin, and I look at her.

"You like that, huh?" "...Yeah.." "Here, let me show you what else feels nice."

I start to stroke up the inside of her arm, while looking into her gorgeous huge brown eyes. She gets flustered and looks away.

"Let's carry on talking.." she says.

I take my finger, place is on her chin and direct her gaze back to me.

"Yes. Let's"

I move in to kiss her.

"No no" she says, while still looking into my eyes as I advance. I ignore her.

She kisses me. Her soft lips feel amazing, our kiss is slow, passionate and sensual. I try my best to make her feel connected through this kiss. I stroke her face, and touch her neck. Her whole body loosens up, she moans, she holds me. And finally after about 4 minutes of kissing, I pull away.

"You're an amazing kisser" I say. "So are you..."

I think the power of a good first kiss is a very important thing. If you're a bad first kisser, everything goes to shit as you show you don't know what you're doing. But if you're a good first kisser, you can communicate power, control, desire, and safety all at once. After this kiss Eva was so much more loosened with me. It felt like a weight had been lifted. She was more relaxed, more receptive to touch and cuddling.

"Now we can talk" I reply.

We go right back to talking, after a while I excuse myself. When I get back she's on the phone briefly. She informs me she's running late for some plans with her brother, and she needs to go. I'm more than happy to end on this on a high note and call it a day, especially since now we're about 3 hours into the date. So I escort her out into the street.

We walk, and as we go, I sing to her. She lights up. Smiling, giggling. She tells me I'm a great singer. I stop her briefly and kiss her again. "Well, I've found my muse this evening, why wouldn't I be?" I reply.

I drop her off at her bus stop, and kiss her one last kiss.

"Eva, I've had an amazing evening. It's so nice to connect with someone so easily. We'll hang out again soon. Let's figure it out on text"

"Bye Matt, I'm happy you stopped me."

To make gorgeous women feel great, this is why I'm here.