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Don Juan
- Joined
- Jul 6, 2005
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Here's a LR I just posted on my blog. I'm re-posting it here for your learning and reading pleasure.
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After focusing on nighttime for a while, I’ve recently rediscovered daytime in a big way. Yesterday I laid a redhead with a nice little body same-day, my first daytime lay with no day2. Following in my tradition of writing up a report every time I make a breakthrough in my game, here’s my LR from yesterday for your enjoyment.
Keys to the lay:
1. Opening naturally with a situational opener
2. Following the opener with a well calibrated “neg”
3. Quality spontaneous conversation interspersed with teasing, cold reads and reframes
4. Well calibrated kino
5. Not bailing out by taking a number — insta-dating and pushing the interaction as far as it would go
6. Multiple venue insta-date, good management of logistics
7. Strong extraction move
8. Using Woodhaven’s LMR technique combined with simply ignoring her and physically escalating to overcome LMR
Initial Approach:
Recently, I’ve been doing a good amount of daytime sarging (3-4 days a week). I’d been concentrating on nighttime for a while, so I thought it’d take me a while to get back into it. I got back into it pretty fast — after getting blown out of 30-35 sets with only a few crappy numbers to show for it, I was starting to get insta-dates and much more solid numbers.
It’s a beautful day out, and I was sarging solo and concentrating on lonewolfs. I’d opened 3 or 4 girls outdoors, nothing doing, so I decided to head inside Newbury comics, an artsy-emo type record store.
It’s a cool place — they have a lot of independent artists that you won’t find in a more corporate record store. I spot this redhead with purple sunglasses on, tight jeans, killer body. I’ve got this thing for redheads, so I approach right away.
A technique I’ve tried lately for opening is going in without knowing what you’re going to open with — just approaching the girl and letting something come out of your mouth. It’s been working fairly well — usually the verbal content of my openers is so-so, but the spontaneity of the approach makes it work much better.
I open her “Hey…do you know if they have any Sage Francis here?” She looks at me like I’m retarded. “Who?” “He’s an underground rapper. I thought you’d know, you kind of have the Newbury comics look.” This makes her laugh.
The Newbury comics look thing is a neg that I’ve been experimenting with lately, if that’s the word for it. For some reason I find that it opens girls up if you tell them that they have the look of whatever place you’re in. Like whenever they say something that kind of supports it say “Yeah I can tell…you’ve got the hip-hop club look, I can tell you’re really ghetto, like 50 cent (when she’s obviously not)” — or “Yeah I can tell, you totally look like someone who goes to candy stores all the time” It works best in eccentric kind of places, where it’s kind of an odd backhanded compliment.
Anyways, she starts to open up. She asks why she has the Newbury comics look, I tell her because she’s wearing a purple shirt and purple sunglasses. She laughs again, and I tease her about wearing sunglasses inside for a little bit. She’s like well, it helps me maintain my mysterious aura (keeping the vibe going). I say, yeah, you look pretty mysterious, I bet you’re a secret agent from….Lithuania (just saying a random country).
I get lukcy here, she’s like OH MY GOD HOW DID YOU KNOW I’M LITHUANIAN? I say, oh, I’ve got the full briefing on you. Apparently, you’re a very dangerous girl. I’m not going to lie, I’m kind of scared (taking a step away, she giggles). I keep going with it: Yeah, it’s OK though, you can be my bodyguard, if anyone messes with me you can kick their ass…I keep going like this for a little while, with a little incidental kino at high points. I do some small rapport and light screening, we’re standing there for about ten minutes talking.
I ask her what she’s doing now. She says “Well, I’m on a mission…and it involves lots of shopping…and ice cream at some point.” I say “Well, I’m on a similar mission…I think we should join forces (yes, I actually said this. It’s nerdy, but it flowed well from the vibe of the conversation). She’s like good idea, and we leave the store together.
The key here was going for the insta-date. It’s my policy now to always push pickups to the farthest point before taking a number unless there’s something else I have to be doing soon. Looking back, there’s a lot of times where I could have gotten laid but I took a crappy phone number instead. Like someone on ASF said once, phone numbers aren’t a goal, they’re a last resort for when logistics don’t work out.
Insta-date:
I decide to get ice cream first, and ask her what’s a good place around here. She points me to a place across the street. She’s leading, but I frame it as her giving me compliance: “This is awesome, you’re going to be like my guide to (the shopping district we were in) and show me all the cool stuff.” This frames it like she’s doing something for me for free.
We get ice cream, and get a corner booth. By this time, I realize that all my active value building is done. I have enough value to **** this girl right now — I just need attainability and compliance, which is like 70% of the game. I ease off the teasing, and start doing things to make myself more attainable and to get her to work for me.
Attainability: This is all happening so fast, it’s essential that she feels qualified. I tell her that this is awesome, I haven’t had ice cream like this in a long time, and I feel like I’m a kid again. This shows that I’m having a good time with her, which is good coming from a place of higher value. When she gets on a negative thread about how Boston people suck, I cut her thread by qualifying her on how friendly and outgoing she is. I also say “Aww, you laugh a lot, that’s so cute.” Basically, vibing with everything I’ve got that I’m genuinely interested in her. I’m also using future adventures projection heavily, saying stuff like “Alright, we gotta do some crazy stuff together…we should go skydiving, and go to one of those places where they have someone videotape your face as you’re falling…and you’d be all scared, but it’d be funny, and then we could get drunk together afterwards and watch it over and over…”
Compliance: I run my usual screening game on her. She qualifies herself for everything, except she says that she never cooks, and mostly eats yogurt and nutri-grain bars. I playfully punish her — “Oh no, that’s terrible…I wanted to marry you and live in a house with a white picket fence and 2.5 kids, but now that’s never going to happen. She gets on a bad, negative thread about how she just got divorced — I let it go on for a little too long before I cut it. No major damage done though, and we’re soon having fun again.
We finish our ice cream, and bounce to the stores outside. We hit up a few stores, and eventually wander into the mall nearby. We go into a makeup store, and I’m say “OK…I’m giving you a makeover. You can trust me, I’m a professional makeup artist.”
She rolls her eyes, but I go to work. I pick out a clown shade of red lipstick, and smear it haphazardly on the general area of her lips. I finish, and I’m like “Wow…you look amazing.” She looks at what I’ve done in the mirror, and she’s like “Oh my god!” and she hits me. As she’s wiping it off, I say, that’s terrible, you looked so beautiful, it matched your hair and everything.
Next, we hit up the book store. She goes straight to the astrology section because she’s into that weird ****. I get one of those “365 sex positions” books, and we look through it. Sometimes I wonder if the people who write these kinds of sex books have ever actually had sex. We laugh at the ridiculous yoga positions, and sit next to each other on the floor reading and talking.
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After focusing on nighttime for a while, I’ve recently rediscovered daytime in a big way. Yesterday I laid a redhead with a nice little body same-day, my first daytime lay with no day2. Following in my tradition of writing up a report every time I make a breakthrough in my game, here’s my LR from yesterday for your enjoyment.
Keys to the lay:
1. Opening naturally with a situational opener
2. Following the opener with a well calibrated “neg”
3. Quality spontaneous conversation interspersed with teasing, cold reads and reframes
4. Well calibrated kino
5. Not bailing out by taking a number — insta-dating and pushing the interaction as far as it would go
6. Multiple venue insta-date, good management of logistics
7. Strong extraction move
8. Using Woodhaven’s LMR technique combined with simply ignoring her and physically escalating to overcome LMR
Initial Approach:
Recently, I’ve been doing a good amount of daytime sarging (3-4 days a week). I’d been concentrating on nighttime for a while, so I thought it’d take me a while to get back into it. I got back into it pretty fast — after getting blown out of 30-35 sets with only a few crappy numbers to show for it, I was starting to get insta-dates and much more solid numbers.
It’s a beautful day out, and I was sarging solo and concentrating on lonewolfs. I’d opened 3 or 4 girls outdoors, nothing doing, so I decided to head inside Newbury comics, an artsy-emo type record store.
It’s a cool place — they have a lot of independent artists that you won’t find in a more corporate record store. I spot this redhead with purple sunglasses on, tight jeans, killer body. I’ve got this thing for redheads, so I approach right away.
A technique I’ve tried lately for opening is going in without knowing what you’re going to open with — just approaching the girl and letting something come out of your mouth. It’s been working fairly well — usually the verbal content of my openers is so-so, but the spontaneity of the approach makes it work much better.
I open her “Hey…do you know if they have any Sage Francis here?” She looks at me like I’m retarded. “Who?” “He’s an underground rapper. I thought you’d know, you kind of have the Newbury comics look.” This makes her laugh.
The Newbury comics look thing is a neg that I’ve been experimenting with lately, if that’s the word for it. For some reason I find that it opens girls up if you tell them that they have the look of whatever place you’re in. Like whenever they say something that kind of supports it say “Yeah I can tell…you’ve got the hip-hop club look, I can tell you’re really ghetto, like 50 cent (when she’s obviously not)” — or “Yeah I can tell, you totally look like someone who goes to candy stores all the time” It works best in eccentric kind of places, where it’s kind of an odd backhanded compliment.
Anyways, she starts to open up. She asks why she has the Newbury comics look, I tell her because she’s wearing a purple shirt and purple sunglasses. She laughs again, and I tease her about wearing sunglasses inside for a little bit. She’s like well, it helps me maintain my mysterious aura (keeping the vibe going). I say, yeah, you look pretty mysterious, I bet you’re a secret agent from….Lithuania (just saying a random country).
I get lukcy here, she’s like OH MY GOD HOW DID YOU KNOW I’M LITHUANIAN? I say, oh, I’ve got the full briefing on you. Apparently, you’re a very dangerous girl. I’m not going to lie, I’m kind of scared (taking a step away, she giggles). I keep going with it: Yeah, it’s OK though, you can be my bodyguard, if anyone messes with me you can kick their ass…I keep going like this for a little while, with a little incidental kino at high points. I do some small rapport and light screening, we’re standing there for about ten minutes talking.
I ask her what she’s doing now. She says “Well, I’m on a mission…and it involves lots of shopping…and ice cream at some point.” I say “Well, I’m on a similar mission…I think we should join forces (yes, I actually said this. It’s nerdy, but it flowed well from the vibe of the conversation). She’s like good idea, and we leave the store together.
The key here was going for the insta-date. It’s my policy now to always push pickups to the farthest point before taking a number unless there’s something else I have to be doing soon. Looking back, there’s a lot of times where I could have gotten laid but I took a crappy phone number instead. Like someone on ASF said once, phone numbers aren’t a goal, they’re a last resort for when logistics don’t work out.
Insta-date:
I decide to get ice cream first, and ask her what’s a good place around here. She points me to a place across the street. She’s leading, but I frame it as her giving me compliance: “This is awesome, you’re going to be like my guide to (the shopping district we were in) and show me all the cool stuff.” This frames it like she’s doing something for me for free.
We get ice cream, and get a corner booth. By this time, I realize that all my active value building is done. I have enough value to **** this girl right now — I just need attainability and compliance, which is like 70% of the game. I ease off the teasing, and start doing things to make myself more attainable and to get her to work for me.
Attainability: This is all happening so fast, it’s essential that she feels qualified. I tell her that this is awesome, I haven’t had ice cream like this in a long time, and I feel like I’m a kid again. This shows that I’m having a good time with her, which is good coming from a place of higher value. When she gets on a negative thread about how Boston people suck, I cut her thread by qualifying her on how friendly and outgoing she is. I also say “Aww, you laugh a lot, that’s so cute.” Basically, vibing with everything I’ve got that I’m genuinely interested in her. I’m also using future adventures projection heavily, saying stuff like “Alright, we gotta do some crazy stuff together…we should go skydiving, and go to one of those places where they have someone videotape your face as you’re falling…and you’d be all scared, but it’d be funny, and then we could get drunk together afterwards and watch it over and over…”
Compliance: I run my usual screening game on her. She qualifies herself for everything, except she says that she never cooks, and mostly eats yogurt and nutri-grain bars. I playfully punish her — “Oh no, that’s terrible…I wanted to marry you and live in a house with a white picket fence and 2.5 kids, but now that’s never going to happen. She gets on a bad, negative thread about how she just got divorced — I let it go on for a little too long before I cut it. No major damage done though, and we’re soon having fun again.
We finish our ice cream, and bounce to the stores outside. We hit up a few stores, and eventually wander into the mall nearby. We go into a makeup store, and I’m say “OK…I’m giving you a makeover. You can trust me, I’m a professional makeup artist.”
She rolls her eyes, but I go to work. I pick out a clown shade of red lipstick, and smear it haphazardly on the general area of her lips. I finish, and I’m like “Wow…you look amazing.” She looks at what I’ve done in the mirror, and she’s like “Oh my god!” and she hits me. As she’s wiping it off, I say, that’s terrible, you looked so beautiful, it matched your hair and everything.
Next, we hit up the book store. She goes straight to the astrology section because she’s into that weird ****. I get one of those “365 sex positions” books, and we look through it. Sometimes I wonder if the people who write these kinds of sex books have ever actually had sex. We laugh at the ridiculous yoga positions, and sit next to each other on the floor reading and talking.
