I have just come back from 10 days in Thailand followed by a month in Indonesia. I had a great trip and got laid enough to not think about it too much. I came home with some cool stories and a mini romance with a girl from Jakarta who I had a little holiday with in Gili Trawangan. But when I got home and reflected on my trip I realised I didn’t get laid once from daygame, well I did once, but it sort of doesn’t count as I will explain later. The strange thing is I felt more comfortable approaching than ever, my open to number ratio was about 2:1 and I had heaps of dates. Walking around I felt like I had finally internalised daygame and felt confident and empowered, so much so it didn’t occur to me I wasn’t getting laid from my daygame dates. I was getting laid from Tinder so I didn’t feel the scarcity, but I still think a post on how I fucked up and didn’t get laid on these daygame dates might be worthwhile.
Thailand left me cold, the country I once loved as pussy paradise has left me a little bloated and sick from gorging at the buffet of sixes and semi-hookers. Although I did have this fun encounter on my first day and fucked another few girls over the rest of the trip they were very un-memorable. I got an instant date from daygame who seemed nice and told me she had worked as a sales assistant, but was “in between jobs”, I believed her and bounced her to venue two which was a nice bar and she then told me she was a hooker and wanted me to pay to fuck her. I paid the bill and left her there. On my last day a shop assistant smiled at me so I went back and got her number and arranged to meet when she finished work at 9pm. She was held back at work so I didn’t get to see her till after 10pm, at which point I was tired, so just took her back to my room, fucked her, and fell asleep. In the morning I walked her out and she put out her hand for me to pay her. I slapped her hand and told her if she wanted money she should have told me the night before and I would have told her to fuck off. I got on the plane to Jakarta. Good riddance Thailand.
I was staying about 500 meters away from Plaza Indonesia where I was going to meet a daygame friend the next day, we chose that location because we thought there would be some good daygame in the air-conditioned shopping centres. Arriving late in the evening I just went to my hotel room but got a bit hungry and went for a walk to get some food. There was no 7/11’s like in Thailand, but just these little makeshift shops attached to peoples houses, it was really different, but I liked it and felt a good vibe from the locals, I was later to find out how much Indonesians like white people, they were very friendly and welcoming. I bought some spicy fritters, which were delicious, and went back to my room looking forward to daygaming in a new city the next day.
The next day I was to be very disappointed in the quality of girls available to approach in the shopping centres, but the amount of IOI’s was off the chart so I figured if I made an effort to walk a lot I was going to finally see the 1% of girls that I was attracted to, and I was so popular on Tinder that I could get a couple dates a day there if I wanted. By the end of the first day I had a few numbers from daygame and had one tinder date who was just a stupid cunt and not hot enough for me to put up with just to fuck. She told me her inspiration was Kim Kardashian. I tested for sexual compliance thirty minutes into our coffee, she failed so I excused myself and left. At 9pm I was about to go back to my room and thought I‘ll do one more sweep and ended up on an instant date with a girl just my type; tall, skinny, early twenties. We sat and drank chocolate frapachino’s with our shoulders touching and her leaning on me, too easy, I thought. I checked her logistics and she lived in a woman’s boarding house just near my hotel. “OK, we can walk together then.” I said.
“I’m not coming to your place.” She said.
“Up to you.” I replied nonchalantly. We got to the fork in the road where I was to go my way and her hers and I grabbed her arm and said.
“Come on it’s not safe for a white guy to walk the streets at this hour, you need to protect me.” And lead her to my room. There was no complaints from her, she came in and sat on my bed and I thought. I think I like Jakarta. I would have put money on her getting fucked that night, but as we started to get comfortable to listen to music her phone rang and it was her housemate that couldn’t get in without her key. There was no avoiding it, she said she would quickly drop off the key and come back. I never saw her again. I don’t think there was much I could have done to save that lay chance, it was just bad luck.
I ended up with over 10 numbers from daygame in the five days I was there, but apart from that first instant date I didn’t get another date from daygame while in Jakarta. I think just bad timing and weather were the only things that got in the way and I was occupied with some Tinder dates, two of which I fucked a couple times each so I was a busy and sexually satisfied boy in my five days. One of the Tinder girls, Tammy, I really enjoyed her company and I flew her to Bali and took her to Gili T for a romantic holiday a couple weeks later. The other Tinder girl I fucked is worth mentioning just because I find it so outrageous and so bad it’s good. Her name was Tiara and I had already stood her up the day before because I was ball deep in Tammy. We met at Grand Indonesia plaza only 500 meters from my hotel and on seeing her I thought she looked cute, but young. We greeted each other and I walked her to Starbucks, as we were walking she said she had something to tell me, that she had lied on her Tinder and she was really only 17. I looked down at her as we stood in the Starbucks queue, she didn’t look any older than 17. What the fuck am I doing her with this kid, I though. I have nothing in common with her, the conversation is going to be like I would have with one of my own kids, and everyone will be looking, it’s embarrassing and not enjoyable.
“Look, you seem like a nice kid, but the age gap is too big, and everyone is going to be looking at us, I don’t want to sit in a café with you. Thanks for coming out and meeting me, but I’m going to have to call this date short.” She looked up at me like a spoilt kid being told off but didn’t say anything. “Come on.” I said as I put my arm on her back and guided her back to where we had met. “Why is the age gap too big?” She said. Hold the phone, I thought, there was something in her voice that gave me a signal that she might want to be fucked, I had already checked age of consent in Indonesia and it was sixteen. I stopped and looked down at her. “Well, are you a virgin?” I asked. “No.” She replied demurely. “And are you even attracted to me?” She raised her shoulders in response to suggest she was. “Enough to fuck?” I pushed. “Well maybe.” She replied giving me the look like if you had bought me a coffee first would have been nice.
“OK, well I don’t want to sit in a café with you, it’s too weird everyone looking at us, but we can go and hang out in my hotel if you want. I won’t pressure you (I lied), we will only do what you are comfortable with (as long as you are comfortable being raw-dogged), and you can leave whenever you want.” She agreed and I walked her to my hotel and was balls deep in her tight little teen body within five minutes. She came around again a couple days later for round two.
Next stop was Ubud in Bali, my wing Ian and I arrived there Saturday evening and liked the place straight away, there was heaps of groovy cafes and restaurants and lots of single European girls. We would go out and do a restaurant and café crawl and start up conversations with girls easily, there was way more girls than guys, most of them seemingly to have come for the yoga and healthy food. The guys we did see were these Caring Understanding Newage TypeS, some with handle bar moustaches and bandanas and others in yoga pants and this weird Silicon Valley type upward emphasis on the end of all their sentences. So not surprisingly just walking like you had a pair of balls between your legs and wearing clothes designed for men we got a lot of IOI’s.
Ubud was still a small population so going for a “sarge” was not very efficient, instead just being out and about seemed the best bet, walking to cafes and restaurants etc. Besides this was not a daygame trip, Ubud seemed a nice place to eat healthy, do some yoga and catch up on some work, but with a bit of luck I would catch a MILF on a yoga retreat that was horny having pumped up her kundalini energy by doing so much yoga and meditation, and not having any masculine guys around. One morning I walked down Hanoman St to KAFE restaurant and set myself up to do some work and writing and the IOI’s were outrageous, yes this is the town of horny yoga vegans, I felt like a piece of meat, there were about 20 women in this café, and at least six of them looked at me like I was desert, it was a pity they were all below my attraction threshold. Then a tall, skinny, mousy blonde, with a straight cut Russian fringe walked in, I only got a glimpse at her but my whole body became alive. I couldn’t quite see her because she sat down at the far end of the café and there were people in between us blocking my view, she couldn’t have even known I existed, as I tried to work, her presence was too distracting. I have to go over and see if she is hot and if so have a quick chat otherwise I’m not going to get any work down, I thought. I walked over, nice long legs, pretty face, sweet. “Hi…” She gave me an icy look, but after twenty seconds of my prattle she softened and beamed at me with a big smile. “I’m Yulia from Russia.” She was my prototype. We had a quick chat and exchanged Facebooks and I went back to me table so I could actually do some work.
We caught up that afternoon and she derailed my seduction completely. She was so interesting and educated, she kept getting me to talk about spiritual topics and literature, stop doing this too me, I thought, I’m meant to be trying to fuck you. We spent the rest of afternoon and evening together and then saw each other every day for the next 4 days until her boyfriend returned (earlier than expected) and I never got to fuck her. By day three I just surrendered to this girl being just my type and treating each other like boyfriend and girlfriend. I told her if I wasn’t having sex with her then I was a free man and would hang out with her but fuck other girls if I got the opportunity. I got the opportunity on day four with an afternoon Tinder lay from a local Indonesian girl, and then went out for dinner with Yulia. It was weird getting my sexual needs met elsewhere but hanging out with Julia, every day we got closer physically and it was only a matter of time before the P in V, but then her boyfriend came back. It reminded me how much I wanted white girls instead of these little monkeys I kept fucking, and how much I liked Russian girls.
A couple weeks later after my trip to Gili T I was back in Ubud with another friend James. He is the one that I taught daygame in Thailand and he got laid twice, bastard. We were walking along after dinner and a little blonde girl smiled up at me, I doubled back and stopped her, the set was electric. She had nice blue eyes and a French accent, a bit old, still almost ten years younger than me, lol, so I wasn’t too inspired, but her Facebook photos looked good and I didn’t have a heap of other leads. We met the next day for lunch and she was wearing a loose dress so I couldn’t see her body, I suspected if she would wear a dress that loose, it probably wasn’t great underneath so wasn’t at all motivated to escalate, but she was ok company so I invited her to my hotel for a swim, which she accepted and then we went to hers to get her swimmers. I did a couple of kino moves just out of habit, but not out of any real desire. When we got to my hotel and she got into her bikini her body was fucking awesome. I gave her five minutes on her own in the pool and then started touching her, which she seemed to like, but was a bit shy because of some creepy guy watching us. I understood and gave her a bit of space and figured she would come into my room for a shower when she finished and I would be licking and fucking that nice little body, she was tiny, only about five foot. But she didn’t come in for a shower when I so generously invited her. And then she refused the invitation to come in and listen to music with me.
I just thought it was so on. She went home and I was left a bit blue balled, my whole body thought it was a done deal. She messaged me later in the day and invited herself over that night. What else could it be for, I thought. She arrived at 9pm and we had a drink on my balcony and then when she was finished I invited her in to listen to music. She refused. Fuck this. I just ignored her and went inside getting my laptop organised asking her what music she wanted. “I’m not coming in.” She said again. “I don’t believe you.” I said putting on some house music. I was a bit sick of the games, she was gagging to be fucked. I sat on the bed and with her out on the porch standing at my door looking in at me. I put out my hand and she still wouldn’t come in. “I’m going she said.” “OK.” I replied, but she didn’t make a move to go, so I stood up and pulled her in and put her on my lap, she fought for a bit and I just figured she would surrender, but she didn’t and escaped my clutches and went back to the door. “OK. I’ll walk you out.” I said realising she was serious. We got to the hotel entrance and hugged and she said she could come and see me tomorrow. “OK, you can come and torment me again tomorrow.” I said with a smile. I would have seen her the next day, but wasn’t messaging her first and she didn’t message me, so never saw her again.
Next stop was Changgu for six nights before I flew back to Australia. Changgu was a surf beach north on Seminyak and there was more population there than Ubud so my Tinder was very busy. I was horny after my my near miss in Ubud, more so than other near misses. I think it was A, my body had gotten used to fucking Tammy (My Jakarta girl) twice a day who I had a week with in Gilli T and then I had a week with nothing, this normally wouldn’t be such an issue, but I would have put my odds at fucking the little French girl at 99% so my body was left abandoned not once, but twice in the same day. Some little Tinder local was going to take the full brunt of my sexual frustration. As it turned out I fucked 3 locals on my first three days in Changgu from Tinder. They were all 6’s and although I enjoyed it, I didn’t feel great afterwoods, it was like eating cheap pizza.
On my second day in Changgu I was walking along Jl. Pantai Batu Bolong past Betelnut café with my digital nomad friend James. We see a very hot girl on a scooter drive past us, she eyes us both with a sour disposition like she is the prize.
James says. “That’s Changgu for you. Too cool for School. This place is full of girls like that, hot and with a heap of attitude. At the co-working space there are a tonne of girls like that, I don’t even know what they do, they just walk around and pretend like they are bloggers, I never see them do much work.”
“How do they get by? Providers? Rich parents?” I ask
“I think they are Instagram models, because they are hot they can get sponsorship deals with brands, take a few photos, happy days.” He replies.
“Respect the hustle I suppose, good luck to them. What I find more disheartening about this place is the competition of the guys. I went for a walk along the beach to see the sunset last night. I have never seen so many hot surfer people. Its’ fucking outrageous. And then I went for dinner at Old Man’s Bar, it was like I was invisible, so many hot surfer guys around, It’s just lucky they don’t much like the local girls so I can still gat laid on Tinder”
“We got lots of looks in Ubud, must be a different demographic, lot of horny vegans. Let’s walk up her to this organic café, I put my head in yesterday and it looked like mostly girls.”
“Good plan.” I say.
We find a seat in the café and sit down. “You were right about mostly girls. What is it with organic and vegan cafes being mostly women?” I ask
“Real men eat steak and chemicals.” He jokes
I see an ambling dark skinned girl walk passed the front of the café, look at the menu and then walk in. her face was a 6, but body 8 (if you like the long lean type like me). Her body language told me she was very open to be approached, but she sat down at a big bench table that had lots of other people around. There was a seat next to her, but it would be a high pressure approach.
James was talking to me and I couldn’t concentrate. “I’m going to have to open that girl or I won’t be able to hear a word you say.”
“Go for it.”
“Problem is all the people around her. Those two guys are within on a foot of her on the other side of the bench. I know if I put my back to them and make her lean over to me bringing her away from them.”
“You’re a devious old bastard. I like it.”
I walked over and took the seat next to her, but facing the opposite way to her with my back to the bench, I opened. “Excuse me…. “
She beamed a smile to me and was as receptive as I had hoped, her name was Lilly and she was from Hawaii, she was very feminine and travelling on her own, tick, tick. I took her number and suggested meeting up about 4pm.
I had a Tinder date at 1.30pm and although I try not to talk about Tinder too much on this blog, I have to mention it. This is a classic case of bad caveman game. PUA theory talks about swinging on the pendulum to bad boy so you can swing back again, well after this date, in fact after this whole trip, I have reached as far as I want to go with bad boy and now I need to make a conscious effort to get back to the middle. We met for lunch and she was a typical 6, attractive enough to fuck, and while I wouldn’t be embarrassed being seen with her, I wouldn’t be proud. I gave her a few light touches over lunch, poke her thigh to emphasise a point, compare hand sizes, touch her hair, but I was remaining aloof and nonchalant mainly because I didn’t give a fuck. We finished lunch and she had to meet her friends in an hour so I suggested we relax at mine until she had to leave. After five minutes in my room I started rubbing her thigh and kissing her neck. “Oh, I didn’t expect this.” She giggled. I went for the kiss, she declined, so I grabbed her pussy and pushed my face into her neck which she seemed to like. I put her hand on my cock over my shorts, all good, so I undid them, got my cock out and pushed her head down on it. She sucked me off for a bit and then stopped. “No, I have to go, my friends are waiting for me.”
“Up to you.”
She called an Uber and booked it.
“Well if you’re going to go, just go.”
“Yeah, I have booked my Uber.”
“OK, well I don’t want you waiting in my room, go and wait out the front.”
“Look you have two choices. One.”
I leant in on her and started kissing her lips, this time she reciprocated so I put my hand down her pants into her pussy, she kissed me harder.
“Cancel the Uber.”
“I can’t he’s coming.”
“I don’t know how.”
“I really don’t know how to.”
“OK, give me your phone.”
I search and couldn’t find a way to cancel either, the driver is two minutes away, then the phone rings and it’s him. I answer the phone and he asks for directions, for some reason Indonesian Uber drivers can’t read maps.
“We would like to cancel the ride please.” I say.
“No, I have to go and see my friends.” She says in the background.
I put my hand up to signal her to be quiet.
“OK, you have cancelled for me, Thanks.” I say and hang up.
“You can book another one in ten minutes.” I say and started kissing her, got my dick out and forced her head onto it again, this time I lie back and she gives a surprisingly good blow job. “Mmmm you have skills.” I say. She giggles.
I’m tempted to blow in her mouth but want to fuck her so I sit up and start to remove her pants, she objects and I just rip them off. I remove mine and then try to remove her top, but she really budges here, more so than the pants, so I think fuck it, and play with her pussy and kiss her as she gets wetter and wetter. “I’ll get a condom.” I say. “OK” She replies.
I thrashed her around the bed for ten minutes, she never did let me remove her top, maybe she had stretch marks, who cares, she was a good fuck, with a nice pussy and good round bum I hit in doggy until I shot my load. “OK. You can call an Uber now. I’ll even let you stay here until he arrives.”
She left and I messaged Lilly who replied straight away and was keen so I walked back up the street to meet her at 4pm. She looked nice, but I had lost all sexual intent, and because I had never met anyone from Hawaii I got very interested in her life and culture there and let the conversation get way too much in comfort. I went to the toilet and had a talk to myself, but I decided I couldn’t be fucked, I was enjoying her company, and because I had just had sex (with someone I had very little to talk to about), I actually was enjoying the conversation more than sex. I decided what I wanted to be doing right then and there was sit in comfort with her, so I allowed myself. I actually don’t think this was the problem and why I didn’t end up fucking her.
We went to another café, she had one she wanted to go to and I let her lead, still not a big deal and didn’t fuck up the lay. After we finished some food I spiked up the conversation. “On a scale of one to ten where do you rate your sex drive?”
“Well, it used to be about a 2, when I was with my boyfriend, I really didn’t like it, I just did it so we could get it out of the way with and do something else fun. But then we separated and I stopped taking the pill and started to get really horny. I was then with a guy from the gym and I really like it. So now I’m maybe an 8…”
I suggested we leave and just started walking her straight to my hotel. I could tell she seemed a bit hesitant and was walking slower than me, which I have previously diagnosed as calling out for more comfort, but I ignore this and just pushed in the direction and timeline I wanted. I was ready to fuck again and she was the one I wanted to do it to, I didn’t really care what she wanted, I was still in White Man God mode. We got to my hotel, she sat on the bed and I could tell how uncomfortable she was but didn’t really care, she had given me all the signs of girl who wanted to fuck and I just couldn’t be arsed playing the game. I sat next to her and held her hand, didn’t fractionate, just kept it there and hoped she would get more comfortable. She got a bit more comfortable, so I turned the main lights out, just leaving the small ones on, and closed the curtains. That was too much for her and I got a hard no. She stood up and walked outside and wouldn’t come back in. All I need to have done was sensed she needed more comfort and put on a movie for us to watch. But instead showed a lack of social acuity and empathy and lost the lay. Bad habits from White Man God mode.