I was delinquent in the last couple of months as I didn’t bother to write any LRs. Looking back, I hardly even remember what I did. So for my own education, I’m writing some of these new ones down. Hopefully, you’ll be able to get something from them. Also, if you have any feedback, I’d love to hear it.
Thus begins a series of LRs that were all done while I was juggling a live-in girlfriend. Luckily, the GF was staying over at her galfriend’s place this particular night.
Two guys were instrumental in getting me this lay: My new wing in Beijing, Wing-S, a really chill guy who looks a lot younger than he really is, took Pickup101’s Art of Attraction and Art of Rapport workshops. His body language and eye contact are spot on. His tonality is good too.
It was a Thursday night, and I was behind on some deadlines. I was planning to work all night, but at the last minute, agreed to meet Wing-S for an hour or so before heading back to the coffeehouse to finish my work. Neither of us had been to the Thursday night ladies’ night at a hot bar in town, and we wanted to check it out. It was around 11pm by the time I got there.
While waiting for me, Wing-S had run into a natural friend of his, and I was excited to meet him, too. Natural-MD is out of this world! He is the master at cavemanning and just plain fooling around and having a good time. He’s a decent looking Persian guy of medium build and medium height. He constantly makes gay jokes in a kind of Borat accent. He also walks up to girls saying, “Hey, cutie, give me a kiss.” Before you know it, he gets a kiss and a number (and probably more, though the pickings were slim that Thursday). I’m looking forward to learning more from him.
In Asia, verbal game in English sets a lot of limits on what you can accomplish. With girls who don’t understand English very well, body language becomes even more important. In China, I run game in Chinese, which has gotten me good results. But I’ve seen drunk frat boys in Korea and China get makeouts without speaking a word of Chinese or Korean. There are many reasons for this, but I believe that one of them is cavemanning, something that isn’t a natural part of my arsenal yet.
Maybe I’ll write more on Natural-MD’s style in my blog, as I’m still figuring it out myself. You can get a taste for it in this report.
The biggest lesson I learned from him that night is similar to what Keith Ferrazzi (author of “Never Eat Alone”) and others in business have said: “Don’t ask for permission. Act first and then if you have to, apologize later.”
Keys to the Lay (as far as I can tell):
-Good body language and tonality
-Looking for and responding to EC/AI
-Pumping BT and escalating very fast while using barriers to offset ASD
-Good follow-up on SMS
-Good logistics
Time to Lay: Less than 25 minutes
Note: Some guys think that b/c my LRs tend to be detailed that I write down every single thing that was said. If I had done that, the LRs would be 4-5 times as long. No, I just write down what I can remember was relevant in pushing the interaction further.
Btw, the dialogue was all in Chinese.
When we got into the bar, there was a decent turnout for 11pm on a weeknight. Wing-S opened a really cute Chinese girl by the bar. I went in to wing for Wing-S on the cute girl’s friend and noticed out of the corner of my eye two cuties standing against the wall on the other side of the room with two tall black guys talking to them. One of the girls was my eventual lay, HBCutie, who had big doe-like eyes and who was staring at me from across the room.
Natural-MD led us around to open another two sets away from the dancefloor. These two went on kind of long, with Natural-MD getting lots of attraction from the white girls (but who bothers to game white girls in China, anyway?) before moving on. No girls really worth our time.
We walked up to the rooftop patio, and I held good eye contact with HBCutie as we passed her, but the black guys were talking with them, so I assumed they were all together. The rooftop patio was cold and dead, so we walked back down, and I used the restroom.
When I came out, I walked straight over to HBCutie and stood next to her with my back against the wall and shoulder to shoulder with her.
I opened with, “Where’s your champagne? You can get free champagne tonight.”
Her: “Oh, I already had it.”
Me: “I wish I was a girl tonight. I could get all this free stuff!”
Her: “Where are you from?”
Hook Point. That was easy.
We fluffed after this for a few minutes.
Then, Natural-MD came over and did his “kiss me on the cheek” thing. He asks girls to kiss him on the cheek over and over, and most of the time, they do it, and at the last milli-second, he turns his head so that they end up kissing him on the lips instead. Wing-S thinks this is genius, but I’m not sure how much compliance he really gets from the girl by sneaking in a kiss like this. At least it sets precedence if things go further. Natural-MD did this on HBCutie, who accused him of being a real trickster. Natural-MD also started talking about how Wing-S was really gay, etc. (it’s his default routine).
Meanwhile, HBCutie’s friend came over to me to continue asking where I was from, etc. I make them guess. The friend refused to guess, so I refused to answer. But HBCutie really wants to know, so I give her a few clues. Eventually, we’re talking about me—what I do and why I’m in Beijing (I have material prepared for this). Lots of +V material here. I make sure to ask her each of these questions in turn, and find out she’s working in a 5-star hotel in the Central Business District. And she only came out b/c her friend said they had free champagne. I tried to appreciate her on as many things as I could.
Then Natural-MD came back in with his super high energy and says he wants to see us kiss. I felt like I was back in the sixth grade again. “Kiss, kiss,” he kept saying while pushing our heads together. Natural-MD’s big 6’ brother was visiting in Beijing and was hanging with us, and he joined in the chorus.
I sensed the barrier. It was very clever of Natural-MD to do this. I played against the barrier by saying, “No, no, leave us alone.” But then I gave in, and HBCutie and I kissed to the applause and cheers of Natural-MD and his brother. A minute later, Natural-MD came back and did it all over again. He pushed. I resisted, then gave in. And HBCutie and I kissed again. Each time I made it more passionate than the first. Natural-MD did this for us maybe two more times. And then, he said that he wanted us to kiss for at least one minute. No way! That was too much even for me. Okay, he said, thirty seconds. No way still! Then he said he’d moon the dancefloor if we did it. I said, “We’ll kiss for ten seconds, and you’ll do it.” HBCutie was really hesitant. But I told her that Natural-MD was really drunk and that he would really do it. She asked me if Natural-MD was really gay. Ha, I got a kick out of riffing on that one. But eventually, I convinced her to go for it, so we French-kissed for almost ten seconds. After applauding us, Natural-MD said, “Okay… fuck you!” And walked off. HBCutie was kind of disappointed. But I said he’s not drunk enough yet. He’ll get really crazy later tonight.
When Natural-MD and the two other guys walked off, leaving me alone with HBCutie, it had been less than 10 minutes, and I had already made out with this girl for ten seconds. I really didn’t understand what had happened. It threw off my game, which is much more of a verbal game. I was lost. I couldn’t figure out where in the interaction I was. So I defaulted into basic rapport, which was too low energy. I could feel the energy sapping.
I got some more makeout with this:
Me: My friend’s just helping me get you. I wanted you to know how much I like you. But I didn’t want you to know that I liked you THAT much.”
Her: Your lips are so sweet. (Sounds less cheesy in Chinese)
Me: Hmm, you should taste them again then. (Ditto)
Makeout.
Then I explained to her how I still had a lot of work to do that night and showed her my work briefcase (this turned out to be +V). We exchanged numbers.
Before I left, I wanted to get some more compliance, so I asked her to get me a free drink from the bar. She went to the bar. I rejoined the buddies who were congratulating me and were ready to go. HBCutie came back with my cocktail, and I downed half of it right there. As I was leaving, she pulled me in for a goodbye kiss.
After this, I hung out with the guys a little longer, then went to the café to do my work. I SMSed HBCutie around midnight a standard Sebastian Drake follow up text. When I got home around 2am, I showered and changed and got ready for bed when I noticed that I had gotten two texts from HBCutie, one while I was in the shower replying to my follow up and saying she missed me, and another one right then at around 3am asking if I had finished work yet. Hello! If a girl texts you at 3am, it’s a booty call, as Sebastian once said.
I phoned her up, and she was in the KTV with a group of friends. We talked a bit, and she asked me where I lived (huge IOI). Luckily, my place was not too far from the KTV, and she said she’d come over when she was done. I said come over soon b/c I’m getting sleepy. We agreed to meet in about 45 minutes.
I hastily got all my GF’s stuff that was out in the open and hid it all in a couple of closets. Geez, there was a lot of stuff.
HBCutie was about 10 minutes late. I went down to pick her up as she didn’t know exactly where my building was. I knew if I was missing anything, it was attainability. So I started quickly patching that up. She failed my standard A questions: Where do you like to travel? And, what kind of art do you do? (both Juggler questions). She hadn’t traveled much anywhere and didn’t really do any art. Oh, boy. I guess I would’ve had to caveman this girl in any case, as we had no emotional connection. She asked me my questions back, and I ended up DHVing even more. This was value overkill.
She loved my apartment and basically jumped on the bed. I probably could’ve ripped her pants off right then, but I wasn’t ready yet. I said, “Let’s watch a movie.” I put in Wedding Crashers. She said she didn’t feel like watching a movie. I poured her an orange vodka drink. She didn’t need it. Damn, I wasn’t ready. This girl was getting LMR from ME! She was triggering my APD (anti-player defense).
We made out on the couch, and I was feeling up her tits when she said, “Wait, I don’t even know you!” Haha. Finally, she figured it out. Okay, back up and do some attainability. Me (sensing that this was just token LMR and that she really didn’t care about stuff like my childhood): “You’re so right. I hardly know you. Okay, you go first, what do you want to know about me? Do you want to know what I was like as a kid?” Her (just wanting to get onto the sex): “Haha, no. I already know where you grew up.” Me: “Yeah?” Then I went in for the makeout again. That was the only LMR I got. LOL.
Carried her to the bed. She had her pants and panties off before she even took off her top. She wanted me to do her until the sun rose. I was already tired, but I obliged.
Only problem was she get talking and talking and talking. She only stopped talking when I was ramming the crap out of her. So I rammed her and rammed her and rammed her and was exhausted.
Then I needed to get her out of the apartment before my GF got back. But she wouldn’t take a hint. So I said I’d take her out for breakfast, which I did. And she kept talking and talking and talking. She was doing great before she started talking. She’s been texting me a lot since then, but I’m not sure I can stand all that talking again. Still, 25 minutes of work for a lay is pretty damn good. It’s even good value in China 
From the debrief: She said she knew she was attracted to me when we locked eyes from across the room and then when we locked eyes when I walked by on the way up to the rooftop patio. She said, though, that she was ready to go home if she had a bad feeling about me upon meeting again at the base of my condo building. Apparently, I gave her a good vibe. Also, the black guys were trying to hit on them and were not part of their group. After I left, the black guys asked her if I was her boyfriend. Haha.
Btw, earlier versions have been posted on theApproach’s alumni forum, mASF, and the China lair.
