I text Krauser. “Any interest in seeing the new Star Wars movie?” he replies “Nope”. I laugh at how harsh he is and realize it is probably just like me and my comunication. Eventually I get my work done and about to go out and K replies again. “Underworld however…” My mood changes. Not as much as when I get attention or a positive response from a girl, but it feels similar.

There is an odd dynamic that is new for me here. I become a fan of someone famous, but in a niche that I want to get good at and believe that my involvement with this person will help me achieve my goals. This is different to the other famous people I look up to, like UFC fighters, where meeting them would just be a fun novelty, and not really benefit me in any way.

So I invite myself to come on holidays with him, which is sort of outrageous, but calibrated by the fact that I’m pretty confident we will be friends, and prepared for the slim possibility of not working out, and just having a holiday on my own in place I am familiar with.

While I have got all that sorted in my head, it still leaves me a bit star struck. I have read approx 500,000 words of his writing, plus 40-50 hours of audio and video. I spent 18 hours travelling to get here for the sole purpose of hanging out with him. He has made no promises to me, I have not paid him and the only leverage I have to achieve my goal of hanging out with him is if I am good company. There is not even anything I have that he wants other than pleasant company. So I am very timid in my communication. I don’t want to pressure him in any way, I only want to make offers that might bring value to his day and be humble enough to admit the truth in a covert manner that I am here to hang out with him as my primary objective. I do this by being available most of the time when he makes himself available to me and letting him lead, not quite like a puppy, but just like a very relaxed companion that has all the time in the world, will happily do whatever he wants to do, but makes it very clear that if he is not available for me I have my own stuff to do and it’s no problem.

One of the biggest draws to him was he was also INTJ, so I feel I understand his social needs because they are similar to mine, especially when travelling, and that’s basically, you want friends around, but you also want time on your own, and there is a very subtle balance of each that you need to be aware of. The last thing you want is your travelling companions being demanding of your time.

Ok, so I walk to have lunch and have a few messages back and forth to K. I take a photo of the cinema times and send to him, tell him where I am having lunch if he wants to join. He is a bit later than me, so I think fuck it and try and do some daygame. I walk around. There is fuck all girls to approach. The only hot ones are the ones selling real estate. I try and force IOI’s but they are not interested. However one asks me if I want to buy a condo. I stop, walk towards her, look her dead in the eye, and say. “No”. And then just stay there. She blushes and I can see there is a little bit of attraction. We talk for a bit, but she won’t give me her number because she says that the boss is looking, but she does say come back. Mmmm, we will see. K is still not around so I walk back to my hotel and as I get to the door he messages me to say he is in the café I originally invited him to. I text back “5 mins”.

Now, I recongnize he is not on holiday so much as this is his lifestyle and has a work ethic that makes him want to be productive every day. I knew this coming here and imagined that it might be fun to hang with him during the day while we both work. So I grab my laptop bag and head back to meet him. We sit and chat and it’s really the first time I have been one on one with him. He softens as he gets to know me better and let’s his guard down. It must be weird for him having some guy from the other side of the world invite himself to join him while travelling Thailand. As we talk I realize how strong his frame is again. It’s highly narcissistic, but I suspect it’s a learned narcissism. He has trained himself to behave this way with women and in social settings, and he just can’t turn it off. I don’t try and fight it at all, but I do try and add value to the conversation by mentioning things that I think he will find interesting. I also want to share myself with him, because I really desire him to know me and understand me. Then there is my own narcissism that just wants to talk about me and relate everything he says back to me. I speak just a tad too fast to try and get my words out before he interrupts.

He says he needs to go to the toilet and then wants to work in Starbucks. I tell him that I suspected that and brought my laptop to do the same if he is happy for me to join him. He agrees and we part ways to meet in Starbucks when he is finished on the can. I get to Starbucks and as I am looking at the menu to choose my drink I see a cute Thai girl also in the queue. I gesture for her to go in front of me and she gives me a nice smile. I give me go to open for Thais that look like they are from Isaan. “You look like you are from Udon Thani” she replies she lives near there and we have a very brief chat and then it’s her turn to order. After I order I look around and she is sitting on her own so I go over and ask her if she is waiting for anyone, which she replies. “No”, and then I say. “My friend is going to be her in 5 minutes, would it be ok if I join you while I wait for him” She says ok and gives me a big smile.

Her name is Gan. We chat and I’m giving her sexy eyes and she responds well. I confirm I don’t pay for sex, by telling her a story about not liking the nightclub so much because all the girls are working and I like a lady to like me not my money. K turns up so I tell her I like her and would like to get a drink with her another time and we exchange numbers. I feel like the God’s have been kind to me and given me some social proof to the man I want to impress that I have at least some skill in daygame, even if it is in Thailand.

I head over and sit with K, we chat a bit and then each start working on our respective personal tasks. It’s nice, sort of like a dream, this is how I imagined us when reading his memoirs. I know he likes to work in coffee shops and I always have work to do. Every now and then one of us will make a comment and we will have a little break and chat and then back to work. But I’m still a bit intimidated. It’s all too unreal and my nervous energy of being with him in this situation I visualized is distracting. I’m also sick of working. I look around and Gan is still there. I think to myself I have been walking around this shopping center looking for birds and this is the best lead I have got so I go back over and she is keen to hang out with me after she does a bit of shopping. We agree to meet in 45 minutes. I touch her shoulder gently as I say goodbye, no flinch, first test passed. I go back and say goodbye to K and then head back to my room for a quick wash and to put my laptop away.

I think to myself this girl is pretty high value, she is hot, 27, and has lived in the UK with her ex husband for 4 years so her English is perfect and she is very westernized. I would be pretty happy to just hang out with her and build a relationship and not rush things. Then I think to myself “fuck that”. The default plan is 30 minute drink, bounce to my hotel and balls deep within the hour. On the way to meet her I check out a bar that is quiet and has nice booth seats, perfect for V3. Since this is Thailand we go straight for V3. I walk her there and play with her hair as I walk. It is really beautiful. Then I do the old Krauser. “What is the longest you have grown it?” as I touch her back where is currently is up to. She touches half way down her bum and I touch there in a benign manner and say “Wow that is long” No flinching, second test passed. We get to the bar and she happily sits into the booth with me and chooses to be locked in the corner. I can only fuck up from here, but I didn’t actually realize that and was way to on. I got her extremely relaxed and in a love bubble, but didn’t fractionate away enough and it became too intense for her and the bubble popped. If this was in Australia I could have turned a yes girl into a no. But my SMV is so much higher in Thailand that I can be forgiven for these mistakes. She said a couple things that made me think she has already decided to fuck so I said lets go and took her to my room. 15 minutes later I was balls deep – about 10 minutes longer than my planed schedule. Her body was fucking amazing and the sex was the best of the trip. I wanted to keep her for this trip so made sure to lie with her after sex for a good half hour and let her bond to me.

I took her out to dinner and was really enjoying her company, but thought I should see what K is doing. Trying to offer instead of take I texted him. “I’m going to take her to movies. You want to see Underworld at 7:40? If not we will see Star Wars at 7:00.” Sub-text = I want to hang out with you, but if not I’m kicking goals and having a ball. This was in fact very true. He agreed to join us so I told Gan and she invited her friend, who was reasonably hot, certainly fuckable. The Gods being kind to me again. I had just gifted a girl to the mighty Krauser. If that’s not offering value, I’m not sure what is.

K met me and Gan at Swensens icecream and it was funny to watch him work his charm on Gan, he was such a stereotype of himself. He leaned back in his chair and went into his dominant frame, verbal bamboozling on her. To me he looked slightly nervous, but I think that was because I was there and he was obviously being a parody of himself. I suspect any nervousness would have been absent if it was just Gan and him. Or the nerves might not have been nerves as such but just his “wing code”, and Gan being my girl, he was looking to me a bit to calibrate, and hence to some degree, moderate his behavior.

Movie was shit, but the last half was reasonably entertaining. After the movie we all went to a bar. It was really loud with a cover band playing rock and roll, they were actually pretty good. I sat next to K with the girls on either side of us. There wasn’t much game to watch. The girl we set K up with was gagging for it, within 5 minutes of meeting him I saw her touch his arm as we walked down the elevator. Still it was interesting to hear him talk about his tactics as he was sitting next to me in the bar. Because it was so loud he was able to talk to me without the girls hearing and explained that she had probably already decided to fuck him and he just needed not to fuck it up. He said how he was ignoring her on purpose now while he talks to me to display to her that he’s not quite that easy and is preferring to invest his time into his friend than her. He would turn around to her occasionally and poke her and give her a smile. K explained to me that most of the game was not to fuck up. He used the analogy of Total Recall with Arnie and how they try to convince him that he is actually on the adventure holiday and it’s not real, but then Arnie sees the guy sweat and realizes it can’t be a dream. K explains that the girls can’t see you sweat.

This went on for 20 mins and then she put her arm around his neck and talked in his ear. I thought that was pretty full on and to the uneducated it would look like he really didn’t need to do any work and was gifted with a yes girl. It even crossed my mind that she was working and trying to tool him, which ended up not being the case as I later found out he fucked her without her asking for money. But the reality was in the 20 minutes we were all together he was able to deliver just enough sub-communication of interest, intent, and outcome independence by pushing her away and ignoring her for the correct periods of time.

K explained to me that his girl had suggested they go to another bar to get some food. He wasn’t sure if she was trying to isolate him or wanted to take her friend. He said to me that when they get up to go try and keep my girl there, but if they make a fuss we will all just go. The next part was pretty good wing work if I do say so myself. K and his girl got up to go and I reached across and shook her hand and said. “Nice to meet you”. My girl looked at me surprised and said “Aren’t we going with them?”. “No”. I said with complete conviction and pulled her back on her seat. “Stay here with me”. My frame was so strong she couldn’t even muster up an objection. It helped that K’s girl seemed more than happy to take off without her friend.

I had one more drink with my girl and sent her on her way and went home to bed. The daygame Gods had been kind to me today. Not only had I demonstrated a same day lay to the mighty Krauser, I had also got him laid. I had wanted to offer him value. I am off to a good start.