How to spot a Time waster

I’ve been on a few dates now and I think I can spot a timewaster.

Try this next time your on a date. Go quiet. Say nothing. Silence will give you the answer.

She will do one of three things;

1. She will continue to talk alot like a motor mouth and not allow you to fill the gaps. When she runs out of things to say she will then vacuum you. This is her trying to qualify you. It’s a subtle frame battle. =

Shes a timewaster.

2. She asks you a question to fill the silence. This means she is a genuine girl who is genuinely attracted to you. She will usually have a two way conversation with you. =

Maybe or Yes girl

3. She does not invest. She allows the silence to continue. Shes ok with the silence dragging on for a long time. =

No girl

This type of girl has either got a boyfriend and is not willing to upgrade OR she is not attracted to you. She just wants free attention from a push over beta.

Now with that knowledge in mind, go forth and multiply 😁

No hoper set yesterday!

Secret Tells

I’ve been doing Pickup Artistry through Daygame for about 3 years now. I have learnt and internalised the London Daygame Model.

Here’s what I have learnt from chatting up women during the day.

Girls communicate in a secret language cloaked in logic and, rationale but it’s far from it.

Their language is abit like Morse code. To use the e.g each series of taps represents a coded message. A message that I as a guy have to figure out. Maybe like a riddle.

Communicating with women is like learning a new language.

It’s taken me 3 years to learn it.

The trick to learning this new secretive language is to learn and do the London Daygame Model over and over again. At least 1000 sets it takes before shit starts dawning on you.

Here are some e.g’s of some secret tells ;

● Girls eyes sparkle and crackle in set

● She allows the space to be encroached

● She allows incidental light touching

● She asks you a question

● She giggles and, laughs during the set

● She invests during the set and over texts

Steve Jabba who is a legend in the Pick Up Artist world calls this “The Secret Society”.

Over the texting it’s similar. That is the secret language they speak.

For e.g a girl says “I’m looking for a boyfriend” decoded means ‘I’m looking for trust and connection’.

I could go on at length with more e.g’s.

The answer to all your problems with women is to practice and nail the ‘London Front Stop’.

The Tom Torero version works the best. You wheel around the girl slowly from a distance. Abit like a boomarang slowly spinning into the front position of the girl.

Anyways give it a go. Good luck 😊

Me decoding their language!

Lay Report Part 2

It was a Friday night. I was waiting at the local tavern restaurant type establishment. I was waiting for the Milf to arrive. She was about 15 minutes late.

She soon arrived. She apologized for being late. She said she had been kept back at the office. It was a good sign to start the date.

I said it’s a bit late for coffee, let’s get a couple of drinks. Do you drink wine. She said sure, good idea. Another great sign that she was up for it that night.

I said do you drink red or white. She preferred red so I said hold these seats and, I’ll get us two house wines in the red colour.

We sat down with our wines and preceeded to fill each other in on our life stories. Past present and, future is what is referred to in Game as ‘deep connection’.

After we finished our first round, I suggested that we proceed to the pub across the road. Sure enough, she was up for it. So I lead her across the road to the pub on the corner.

She ordered her meal and, I ordered another round of drinks. This time she was up for a sparkling white wine and, she paid for it.

Great sign of investment. Any time a girl invests is a sure sign that she genuinely is attracted to you. The evening was looking good.

We chatted more, while I started to kino, and do verbal escalation.

She was into it all. Half way through her meal she got up and, said that she had to go to the bathroom. Another great sign. Means that she’s pampering up her face to get ready for some action.

We left the venue and, I decided to lead by holding her hand. She loved it and, started resting her head on my left shoulder.

In a book written by 60 years of challenge he talks about how the hands of a women don’t lie. If she gives you her hand and, you mutually caress it and, she does the same back to you. Then it’s a sure sign that she’s into you.

If she does not give you her hand, then you are getting tooled.

She also was closing the proximity on me as I was holding her hand. She did this by snuggling up to me as we walked back to the car.

I decided to go in for the kiss. Bingo she loved it and, we started french kissing. She was really good at twirling her tongue around my tongue. It was fucking awesome and, I was thinking how good is this. Only by doing Daygame do you get these privileges.

By the way, just a note on her dress. Long black zip up fuck me boots, sexy as hell, and a tight pair of dark blue denim jeans to accentuate her ass and curves. I leaned in and, smelt her neck. She smelt like strawberries mixed with vanilla. I was thinking what a fucking great night I’m having.

The mission in my head was to get my first lay from Game and to prove all this mind wank stuff REALLY works. To also get my first reference experience with banging a chick from Daygame.

It was all starting to come together. All the pieces of the puzzle as layed out in Nick Krauser’s books and, more importantly the GREAT Tom Torero. May he rest in peace. I consider him to be the Godfather of Daygame in my book with a close equal Nick Krauser.

Just before I go back to the story, I have to note that this opportunity would not be possible, not even considered back in my chode days.

Yes I’m going to admit it. I was a chode and, had a purity fantasy about women for most of my life. Now I realize how wrong I am and, how right guys (Kings) like Krauser and, Torero are on the biology between Men and, Women.

Back to the story, there I was walking hand in hand, kissing her tongue deep. As I was kissing her, I thought of this dark alley way I knew off on the way.

So I walked her there and, into the shadows of this quiet dark lane way. I pushed her up against the wall and, stiff armed her throat. She lit up with a big beaming smile. Her eyes glazed over her. She looked like she was high on cocaine. I then proceeded to kiss her. We french kissed for a bit. I put my hand on the top of her head and, pushed her down to indicate what would happen next.

She got the hint and…….

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Field lay report

It’s been over a year now and, I suppose I’m ok with writing up my sordid liaisons with the women I met from Daygame.

I’ll start with the very first women I ended up sleeping with.

This post will be in 2 parts. First part will be the field report. Second part will be about the lay.

Field report:

It was around a year ago on a Thursday. It was a wintry cold evening at my local supermarket. Just after 7:30pm I noticed the crowds would disperse and, go home for dinner, leaving only the single people about to do their shopping.

I thought I’d do some twighlight game.

I was walking past the isles looking for a girl to chat up. There weren’t many women at this time to choose from. There were alot of construction worker type guys hanging out in groups and, pairs doing their shopping. I felt the spotlight effect from these guys and, my Approach Anxiety went up a gear.

I was thinking to myself how shit is this. It’s cold, late, not many women around. Not many women that are worthy enough for a pickup attempt. They all were pretty ordinary looking. Then I noticed this Milf in an isle. My DNA tug was triggered.

She was wearing long black fuck me boots. She had curly fair hair and, was lanky looking. I just remember checking out her ass. She had this nice love heart shaped ass wrapped in tight black work pants.

She was just standing there bent over looking at something. There was only one problem. There were 2 burly looking blokes in her isle doing their shopping. The AA went up a gear.

I decided to start my breathing technique to combat my AA. I did a full tour of the supermarket before coming back around again.

5 minutes later I passed her isle. She was still standing there. Still on her own. Best of all the 2 guys that were in her isle had vanished. It was like a sign from the Daygame gods to approach.

I had a hunch that she was ovulating because she was just meandering there on the spot with no where to go.

So I went in. Walked straight upto her and, opened.

She was still bent over to the the side of me looking at coffee. I was thinking god that ass is so nice. I just want to grab it and, slap it.

She came up and was still gorking at the coffee like she hadn’t noticed that I was right there. I think she might have been lost in her own world.

I then opened. I said “did you find the right coffee”. She faced me, smiled and, gave me 2+ secs of eye contact. She answered and, proceeded to tell me how many there were to choose from. She said it with a slight giggle underneath her voice and, a slight cheeky smile.

I knew I had an attracted girl on my hands. She looked in her late 40’s, kept her figure in great shape and, had a descent looking face.

I introduced myself with the floppy hand test. She passed. She let me hold her floppy hand for around 5 secs before politely sliding away.

I then went into my 1, 2, 3 routine.

1. Mild compliment  

2. Say something quirky about what you see and, twist it  

3. Listen for the topic and, riff off it. Combine this with the tease.

I think I said this “You look very, very nice. What I noticed about you is that you remind me of a ginger cat dressed in black. Am I right?”

She said that she was looking to stack up on heaps of coffee for a country rock concert she was attending on the weekend.

So I said “When I think of a ginger cat all in black, looking for coffee….I think that’s a bit wierd….a bit odd….cause I never knew ginger cats can drink coffee.”

She said with a big smile and, slight laugh, “I don’t know what coffee to buy thou”.

I said “Well I think it’s your hair and, black boots”. I touched her hair when I said it. She loved it.

I then said “ginger cats can’t drink coffee cause they have tiny paws and, cant hold the coffee cup.”

She was smiling and, laughing. She then proceeded to tell me why she thought she was into coffee and, why she had fair ginger hair. Bingo, I had investment.

I then went into the standard comfort stuff. 3 things about me. 3 things about her. I then looked into her eyes and, said “you have nice eyes…they sparkle abit”. She cooed and, smiled again”.

I was still nervous at this point so I decided to bail. I closed her out and, got her number.

I said “I gotta go, looks like you gotta go….but another time….I’d like to invite you out for a coffee.”

When I got home from that set, I waited a couple of hours then texted her at around 10pm. She replied about 20 minutes later with investment.

I thought awesome. Things were looking good.

Texts were exchanged through out the week. We went back and forth until we settled on a date for Friday night coffee. It was pretty straight forward the texting. I thought she could be a yes girl.

The other thing that was bizaar was that she said yes to coffee at night. I thought definitely a yes girl.

I met her at this Bar restaurant type venue at around 9pm.

I said let’s get a wine instead as it was a bit late for coffee. She agreed. Great sign from the Daygame gods.

End of field report. Next post will be about this date, the second date and, the lay.

She had ginger blondish hair.

Buy me a coffee

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