mASF post by "Iron_Rinn"
posted on: mASF forum: Field Reports Discussion, July 7, 2005
FR: End game needs work
I just returned from a day 2 with HBChicago, and am not pleased with the
outcome.
In reflecting objectively on my game tonight I am realizing that I am in fact
improving on my beginning and mid-game. My end game still sucks.
We met – as we had originally planned – in a mexican restaurant for drinks. She
had tried to change plans on me, to get dinner instead but I stuck with the
original plan. She was a bit late and I gave her a hard time and she said she’d
have to make it up to me.
The dinner conversation went well – I felt like I was conveying a fairly cool
persona for the majority of the time. I ran a few patterns and spoke rather
seductively, shifted the frame to positive emotions repeatedly, did some c and
f, light kino, assumed rapport, went into the cube and reflexology until she
looked like she was about to melt. She said she needed a ride back to her place
and I (of course) obliged. As we pulled up to her house, she thanked me for the
ride and gave me directions to go home. I was prepared, and used my standard
“well, I’ll come up for a few minutes, but don’t try anything funny.” (credit
to whomever I stole this from). She agreed with, “okay, you can come up to do
reflexology. But nothing more. Promise.”
From here on out, my game fell apart and soon I was back to my old AFC ways.
She invited me into her bedroom and changed into a t-shirt and sweatpants. I
proceeded to do some reflexology and rub her back. She moaned and said how much
she liked it. Whereas I was able to do push/pull at the restaurant earlier to
generate attraction, by the time we were in her bedroom I was just trying to
get all over her like a dog on a random leg. I went in for the kiss but she
stopped me abruptly with “you seem nervous. Calm down. Just rub my back.” I
apologized and proceeded to massage her [back to the ol’ AFC ways].
After a few minutes we were getting back into the groove. I started massaging
her tits and she seemed to enjoy it. However, as soon as I tried to lick her
nipple she said, “stop, you are acting like a golden retriever.” I stopped and
went back to massaging.
As she got comfortable she started talking somewhat sexually. She told me about
how she waxes her pussy frequently. It was as though I had seen the light
suddenly turn to green after waiting at a red light for way too long. I tried
to get my hand down her pants several times and she kept stopping me, saying,
“you need to control yourself”. I assured her that I was in control – only to
try to get my hand down her pants again 4 seconds later. The colder she got,
the harder I tried. Then I grabbed her hand and tried to lead it toward my
cock. I had completely lost self-restraint. Whatever cool persona I had created
during drinks had been replaced by a horny 15-yr-old inside me.
Finally, she kicked me out. I tried to kiss her goodbye and she just gave me a
peck and wouldn’t let me kiss her.
To work on:
-I need to work on my inner game»
-Some times I need to chill the fuck out
-Some times I need to be more persistent
-I need to better convey that I AM THE PRIZE in the bedroom, as well as in
public
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