After being the Nice Guy™ for over a decade, it’s only natural to let the pendulum swing far into the opposite direction while learning Daygame. I ventured into the darker side of pickup on my date and subsequent texting with this German girl.
I’ve got her out on a date on Thursday evening, the same day I number closed her in Berlin Mitte. Truth be told, she was definitely on the lower end of what I’m willing to open. In fact, her only redeeming qualities were her large natural breast and wide hips. Because I wasn’t heavily invested in her, I saw this as the perfect opportunity to practice the Game material I was absorbing from Heartiste. One could argue that it’s not really Game if my SMV his higher than the girls, but the techniques will work regardless.
From a pure technical standpoint, this was one of my best dates to date. I was naturally aloof, maintaining correct body posture, qualifying the girl. She even mentioned “I feel I keep sharing about myself, but haven’t learned anything about you!”. On one occasion, during a story, I asked her to stand and walk over to that coat rack and return. As she returned, I said that I really just wanted to check out her ass.
In conversation, she mentioned she had a boyfriend but was previously in an open relation with him1. For reasons unknown to me, they decided to close the relationship again. I quickly learned she was an adventurous girl that really didn’t desire to be in this relationship. They met when she was only 16 years old, and has been with the guy since then. Her body’s was longing for adventure was clearly palpable.
I decided to see if I could make her cross that line. After escalating both kino and verbal sex topics, I offered her a kiss. She hesitated, but, as her rational brain got the better of her hindbrain, she muttered “no I can’t do this”. “That’s completely fine” I said, and added “The look in your eyes shows that you really want it though”. “Yes, that’s true” she confessed. We ended the date and parted ways. I was entirely satisfied with how far I managed to push my Game and didn’t expect to see her again. Of course, this made her even more attracted to me.
Which is why the story doesn’t end here…
On Sunday, she kept texting me to fish for a date. She would ask me what I was doing, if I knew a gym in Berlin, and if I wanted to hang out again. I couldn’t tell if this girl made up her mind to cheat on her boyfriend, or if she just wanted more of my attention. Therefore, I invited her over to my place in the evening to force off the fence. She refused, so I assumed she wasn’t serious. I was wrong: just after 11 pm in the evening she texted me “I’m kinda drunk. I really wanted to see you again today x”. Essentially clearing my doubts about setting herself up to be fucked. She said it has to happen tonight because her boyfriend was arriving tomorrow2.
We texted a bit back and forth as I was engaging her about her worries. Did I really want to do fuck this girl? I was tired from a sleepless night with the Ukranian pole dancer and didn’t particularly fancy this girl. My gut feeling told me that she would really regret it later, unlike the Ukranian. I decided not to fuck her and called her on her mobile to settle the case. This was a perfect opportunity to practice radical honesty: Her voice sounded excited but nervous. I said that, unlike the Ukranian women that readily cheated on her husband yesterday, she sounds unsure. She agreed. I told her we shouldn’t do it tonight and that she should think things over calmly and give it some time. I never heard someone sound so disappointed and relieved at the same time. As I bid her farewell, she told me to let her know if I ever visit her home town.
This weekend changed me3. After two encounters with the Secret Society, I felt that I adopted the player identity. In fact, “discovered” is a more accurate word because I felt I hadn’t changed: I merely uncovered something in my core that was always there.