I wake up for my second morning in Bangkok after a good nights sleep. I make a conscious effort to get back to my routine and do some work, some writing and exercise. My introverted nature makes it important for me to recognize I need this routine and time on my own to recharge. I try and restrict my text game to under an hour – it’s easy to get lost with so many leads texting you back. By the afternoon I am feeling refreshed.
I’ve decided I like Bangkok. It’s different to what I thought, actually no, it’s exactly what I thought, it’s just the experience is very different. The girls are not all really slutty with zero ASD like the Pattaya and Phuket girls. The girls in BKK come from good families with money, work ethic and traditional values. They are not hotter, and still crazy like women can be in a society like Bangkok that is not perfect, but they are educated and much more of a challenge. It shows me what life is like being an 8. In Brisbane I’m more like a 6. There are completely different rules for 6’s and 8’s in the sexual market place.
Bangkok is going to be good for my seduction training. I am going to get so much better calibrated by dating so much and seeing first hand the way women interact based on the theory I read. This is really a big social/sexual experiment and I have so much to learn. I have really only scratched the surface. It doesn’t matter that Bangkok is not perfect, what matters is that right now this is the best place for me to take my game to the next level. I have battled in Brisbane as a HB6 and there is only so far I can take that. It is a massive uphill battle trying to increase my charisma enough to counteract my age and lack of good looks. I think I can learn more from success then failure.
By 2pm Tommy is keen for some daygame and I have a date at 3pm so I’ve got time. I’m meeting her at Siam Paragon so can daygame right until the time she gets there, and she’ll probably be late anyway. We are having fun, pushing each other to approach and just being farang dickheads. We are both getting a 50% number close from approach ratio. In Brisbane I’m only getting 25%. My date messages me saying she is bringing a friend and is that ok? It’s not really ok, but it’s happened before and the friend left after 2 minutes after checking me out so I play along. Tommy agrees to hang around for 5 minutes so I’m not there on my own. Twenty minutes later she messages saying she is going to be another twenty minutes – she is already twenty minutes late. Tommy has to take off for his date and can’t stay around and I’m tired now and can’t be bothered. Her photos are not even that hot, she is bringing a friend and now going to be forty minutes late. Three strikes and she’s out. I reply. “I’m not waiting”
I go and visit a friend who lives in BKK and while I’m hanging out with him I get bombarded with messages from one of my leads Fa. She seems very keen to see me. She invites me to a bar in Soi 11, a few km’s from my hotel, with her and her friend. I tell her I am busy but she persists and asks when I am free. I tell her 8pm at the BTS next to my hotel and only her, not her friend. She agrees so I think, “Fuck, this is on”.
I’ve already got another date booked for 9pm at the same venue. When I finally meet Fa, my 8pm date, I was tired and hungry and just didn’t click with her from the start. I walked her to MBK to get food and a drink, but she complained she couldn’t walk any further and dragged her heels like a dog needing a shit. I think she just knew I was guiding her closer to my place, but whatever. I said “Ok, you lead” and gave her a bit of a hard time about taking the responsibility for finding us somewhere refusing to take back the lead even though she wanted me too. Finally we walked past a shop with roast duck hanging in the window, which looked ok and I brought her in.
She was possibly DTF, or at least DTF for Monday night, which she seeded for a date at 7.30, but I wasn’t into her, and the text messages showed she was a bit crazy anyway. I could probably have just got rid of her before even going into the restaurant and just said. “Sorry, I don’t like you”. But I can treat it is as a learning experience. It’s good for me to see the forebrain/hindbrain conflict and disguises as ASD. She was obviously gagging for it. I considered I might meet her on Monday if I had nothing better doing, but that was only because I didn’t have an abundance mindset. I could tell she was trouble and wouldn’t like her. I checked my phone and it was 8.45. Time to wrap this up I thought and got the check and walked her back to the BTS. She didn’t really want to go and had already started kinoing me, but I just wasn’t into it.
An hour earlier at about 7.45 my second date, Amy had texted me and said “traffic is so bad I might be late” I thought she must have had our date time wrong, so texted back. “We are meeting at 9pm, yes?” to which she replied, “yes, but traffic is so bad” I replied, “you can be late” and felt bad for maybe having to cancel on her if my first date went well. So at 8.55 I messaged her and she said she was still 30 mins away in a taxi. I walked home and told her to meet me at the shopping center across the road from my hotel so I could relax in my room while waiting for her, and get her closer. She finally arrived at 9.45 and I walked to meet her. As soon as I saw her and her smile, and whatever other information my crocodile brain was able to receive, I knew I liked her. This is a powerful intuition that has been developed in my dating over the last 15 months and something I can rely on more and more, especially with online dating where you really can’t get much information from a series of hand picked photos.
We were at ease with each other straight away, it was like a DNA match, there was no battle of wills, maybe she was just feminine and knew how to behave so. She said she wanted to drink alcohol, which as a good sign so I walked her to a restaurant/bar just up the road. We drank and talked and her eye contact was so strong and the vibe between us so powerful I was spellbound. She was 28 and a dental technician, great body, tall for thai girl, 5’6”, and a weight I liked at mid 40kg’s. Her energy and mine just mixed well. There was no doubt in my mind I wanted to fuck her and was prepared to give her my best seduction. Some girls I’m just like “meh” and if they do all the work I will fuck them, but I can’t be arsed putting to much into the seduction. This was not the case with Amy.
As I moved the conversation to more sexual and romantic topics she said that she only would sleep with someone after a few weeks. I decided to re-frame it and said. “That makes sense. For me it’s not to do with how long I have known someone, but how comfortable I feel around them”. She said “No, it has to be a certain amount of time”. “Ok”. I said and moved onto the next topic. In my mind the words came to me. Listen to her actions not her words.
When I pried about her past sex life she said she hadn’t had sex for over a year – with her last boyfriend. She asked me about my other dates I explained that I didn’t feel the same energy that I felt with her. I would use my hand to communicate the energy flow between the two of us and explained that this is what is important to me, the energy of man and women and when you feel really comfortable with each other like you have known each other for a long time. I was telling the truth, the sexual energy between us was crackling, but I was saying it for her benefit and trying to cold-read her feelings and explain them back to her. I could see in her eyes I had her and she hadn’t felt like this with another man for a long time.
After a while I looked around the room and there were some empty couches. I said. “I want to go over there and sit next to you. Would that be ok?” There was no hesitation, she followed and I ticked compliance off my list. We sat and got into a romantic bubble with out legs and shoulders touching. Even though there wasn’t many people there I felt kissing in public is not the culture in Thailand so I decided to make her want to kiss me instead of just going for it. I went back the questions game that we had been playing and said. “I have a question for you.” I turned my body to her so our faces were facing and drawing out my words I stared deep into her eyes and triangulated down to her lips and back to her eyes and said. “Do you” … “Want”… “To” holding an even bigger pause “Kiss me”.
I could see her looking at my lips and not moving her head back and then she said. “I wouldn’t want to kiss anyone until after a few weeks” But I knew I had her. We left the bar and started walking with no agreed destination. I suggested she should come back to my hotel for a while since the longer she waited the less traffic there would be. She thought this was a good idea and then said she would still like a drink. “Tick, Tick” I thought. “There is a 7/11 on the way to my hotel” I said.
In my room I keep a good distance and give her space. She drinks her beers very quickly sitting on the couch while I lie on the bed. “I’m pretty tired now. Why don’t you stay the night and get a cab in the morning” I say. I knew she had to work in the morning. “Ok” she agrees almost too quickly like that was her plan all along. We get ready for bed and lie side by side with her back to me spooning and she pushes into me affectionately. I go to kiss her neck and she melts into me. Good sign, I think and back off a bit and pretend to try and go to sleep. A minute later I go to kiss her neck again and hear her sigh deeply, she is obviously horny so I think fuck it and push my hand to her crouch and start rubbing her pussy through her tights. She says no, but doesn’t move my hand so I lift my hand up to her stomach, so nice and smooth and tight, and push my hand forcibly down the front of her undies and onto her pussy. She pushes her legs together and says no but I persist and keep my hand there rubbing her clit and kissing her neck. I feel her relax a little so push my finger into her pussy and bite and suck her lip. The rest is pretty smooth sailing and we gradually get all our clothes off and fuck like rabbits. She is the perfect shape for me and the sex is awesome. Having her ride my dick so I could see her body I admired her small, but shapely tits, and tight stomach.
We fell asleep for a couple hours and then went at it again. My alarm woke us at 6am for her to go to work and I said good-bye and rolled back over to sleep happy as a pig in shit. I woke up later and my friend had messaged me to invite me to go to Pattaya with him. I wouldn’t mind a change of scenery, but I had so many leads in Bangkok to date, that if I was going to go on my own then I might as well stay in Bangkok. I then thought if Amy was to come with me then I would enjoy that and I knew she was having the Monday and Tuesday off work. So I messaged her to invite her to Pattaya, but she declined and said she was too tired and had too much to do. She then said that she didn’t want to see me again because she wanted someone for a serious relationship and to marry, not just to hang out and have fun. I replied that I wasn’t ready to marry her yet, but enjoyed her company and wanted to see her.
On the date she had told me there was a Belgium man that she had never met, but they chatted regularly and was interested in having a serious relationship with. I didn’t take it too seriously at the time, but now in chat she told me she felt bad and wanted to be loyal to him. Women are weird, I thought, and just thought I would ping her in a few days and hopefully catch her horny again. It never happened, that was the last time I saw her – but there is always another trip.