Life in Singapore has been crazy, one non-stop party combined with a new work environment. I think I might be pushing my body too hard. It may catch up to me soon.. Well, back to business

Following up on my Masters Series Interview with Christian Hudson, I’m posting a couple of my old LRs from a midwestern US college campus. Those who knew me back then should recognize this one. It’s from about a year and a half ago.

Looking back, it’s amazing how little of my game has changed in terms of techniques. The biggest breakthroughs for me have almost all been internally-driven advancements.

I’ll be inserting my interlinear analyses in italics. Enjoy!

LR: HBKorean

Time to LMR: 2 hours
Time to Lay: 6 hours

Some guys think getting LMR is bad. Personally, I’d rather be making out and feeling up a girl in my bed at the two-hour mark and getting some resistance rather than more comfort building talk. I now prefer building comfort simultaneously with making out on my bed. Best of both worlds!

Keys to the lay (as far as I can tell):
1. Most important was the focus. From Sebastian: Charging the venue; making connections and seeing if people meet my standards. Plus, going off a tip of a natural housemate of mine (who does a lot of CF): I really had to not care whether she liked me or not. This is similar to what Sebastian told me about my happiness and fun in the venue not being contingent on how hot girls respond to me. I will have fun even if I don’t talk to a single hot girl. Paradoxically, not caring whether you get laid will actually help you get laid. I finally understand that now.

This internal focus is critical. Sebastian Drake was the first to tell me about this. All the “game” preparation you do before you head out. Once you’re “in the field,” you forget all that and just lose yourself in the moment. That’s the real rosetta stone.

2. Changing my focus slightly after reaching the “hook point.” I used what I understood of Dan’s posts (SpiritFingers) on exuding a sexual vibe.

For more on this, see my post How to Project a Sexual Vibe.

3. Having the right body language and smooth “Bali” tonality.

4. Screening and qualifying over and over with a few fun stories thrown in.

5. Overcoming shyness about kino with a smooth seduction escalation routine.

6. Patching up attainability during LMR.

OPENING

This initial interaction only lasted about 5 minutes.

I first met HBKorean in October when I was pre-bootcamp and experimenting with JM and MM at the same time (a really bad idea, actually). We were in an upscale bar in a college town. My wing (who does exclusively MM) and I spotted two hot Asian girls in short skirts and tight tanktops seated at a long table with a few guys standing around them and talking to them. One of the guys went to the bar, and I befriended him, a nice Korean-American. Turns out he knew a friend of a friend of my wing, so we were in. After a minute, we asked him to introduce us to his friends.

Very quickly after the introductions, my wing and I sat down on either side of the two Asian girls, effectively isolating them from the 3 guys who were standing near the table. I sat next to the cuter one, who had beautiful almond-shaped eyes and a very sexy smile. After a few get-to-know you questions, I asked her, “What’s your passion?” (classic Juggler). She hemmed and hawed and didn’t give a good answer. I started to share about my passions.

But right then 5 new guys showed up, and HBKorean stood up to hug and greet them. She didn’t introduce me. And I didn’t feel up to AMOGing 5 guys, so after talking for a few minutes to some of the new guys, my wing and I exited. For the next few hours in the bar, those two Asian girls were always surrounded by these guys. I didn’t think I’d ever see those two HBs again.

At the time, one thing I thought that I did very wrong that might’ve sabotaged the interaction was that I was kinoing heavily right off the bat (something I was experimenting with). I know from experience that FOB (fresh off the boat) Asian girls do not like PDA (public displays of affection), as “face” is really important, and no Asian girl wants to be thought of by other people as “easy” (even if she really is in private). Plus, they are used to more societies with conservative social mores. After the first minute, I already had my hand on her thigh, which was exposed by her mini-skirt. And after the interaction, I reflected and thought she seemed really uncomfortable with that.

SECOND MEETING

Fast forward a couple of months.

This interaction lasted less than 5 minutes.

I was with two community guys (one a CA alum) in a late-night pizzeria talking game (bad focus, I know, but we were tired). It was about 2:30 am, and the clubs closed at 2. I was frustrated by the lack of high quality Asian girls at the upscale venues we were going to, and I wanted to try the 18yo+ clubs for a change. My town is small, and it seemed like all the hot Asian girls were undergrads and couldn’t get into the 21yo+ clubs.

Just then I saw two hot Asian girls with two big white guys walk in and sit at a booth on the other side of the restaurant. Several minutes later, one of the Asian girls walked up to the soda fountain to get drinks. I was still in a social mood and still had the right focus of just having fun and being social. So I did a ballsy opener.

Me coming up alongside her: “So were you at XYZ club or ABC bar?” (both undergrad spots nearby)

Her: “Uh, neither.”

Me: “Oh,… so where were you tonight?” (with genuine interest)

Her: “Um… [long pause as she eyed me up and down] TheUpscaleBarWeDidn’tGoTo.”

Me: “No way! The one night I didn’t go there, you were there. I was at BarNextToUpscaleBarWeDidn’tGoTo.”

Her: (Looking at me skeptically)

Me: “I’m not trying to hit on you or anything. I just wanted to know where the hot Asian girls go on a Saturday night.” (completely honest–I wasn’t trying to hit on her then; I was gathering intelligence)

Her: “We’ve talked before.”

Me: “We have?” (hmm, this a line that I haven’t heard before)

Her: “Yeah, do you remember me?”

Me: (finally clueing in) “Oh, yeah, yeah, we met at — bar, and you go to — university.”

Her: “Yeah, you remember.” (smile)

After this, we talked for less than a minute. Then, she said she had to go give her drinks to her friends. We exchanged names again. Then she left.

THIRD MEETING

Fast forward to the next Friday night at an upscale bar.

I arrive at the bar with my wing (CA alum). It’s the same bar that I originally met HBKorean that first time, a few months ago. It’s also the upscale bar that Christian Hudson, formerly of CA, used to take me to a lot, so I felt fairly comfortable there.

We spotted a couple of hot Asian girls a few stools down the bar, and I got nervous (always happens with my first approaches). But I took Sebastian’s advice about getting comfortable in the venue first. So we ordered drinks, settled in, and started shooting the breeze about random stuff.

A few minutes later, a community guy comes in with his gf and HBEgyptian. After the introductions, HBEgyptian wants me to guess her major. I respond, “Guess mine.” She says, “No, you first.” I reply, “Ok, but give me a clue.” She say, “No, just guess.” Uh, oh. I’ve been in this situation before. In the past, I actually tried to guess. If I guessed wrong, it was always a DLV. I’ve already come up with a way to deal with this.

Me: “Okay, you’re a … monster truck driver. No? Oh, you’re a … garbage collector. No? You’re a … pez dispenser saleswoman.”

Her: (Laughing but not saying anything).

I then turn to talk to my wing for a bit. A couple of minutes later, HBEgyptian reopens me.

Her: “So you’re a grad student?… What program are you in?”

I respond with my Indiana Jones story, which segues nicely into, “So what did you want to be when you were ten?”

At this point, I was seated at the bar and the stool next to me opened up. So HBEgyptian sat next to me, and we were facing each other. She moved her knee in between my legs, and rested it against my inner thigh. This was pretty good kino, but I wasn’t actually into her that much for some reason.

I forgot what I did next, but somehow I extracted myself from the bar, and went over to talk to the community guy, who then told me that HBEgyptian said she thought I was cute and was really interested in me. I said I was flattered, but that I was actually more interested in that Asian 2-set over there.

I still have a thing for Asian girls… ;_)

Looking back, I got a lot of social proof from HBEgyptian and her two friends, which I’m sure the Asian girls noticed.

I then strode several steps over to the Asian 2-set. They were seated at the bar and seemed to be in deep conversation (tough situation) facing each other. There was an empty seat on the right of them. When I sat down, I realized that the hotter one, who was sitting next to me, was HBKorean! So I had an easy opener.

Me: “Hey, I know you!”
Her: (Giggling) “Do you remember my name?”
Me: “Of course. XYZ.”
Her friend: “OMG, he remembered.”
Me: “Of course, how could I forget?”
Her: “I was going to go over and say hi, but I didn’t want to embarrass you.”
Me: “What? How could you embarrass me? Well, it’s much better that I’ve come over to embarrass you.” (I’m not sure this made any sense, but whatever. I remember Sebastian telling me not to worry about being perfect).

I found out more things about her and went straight into screening and qualifying. I told some stories about my visit to Korea last April and got instant rapport with both of them. Her friend was asking me lots of questions too and leaning in.

A key part was her saying that she likes to “go with the flow” And me sharing a story about how I “went with the flow” while backpacking through southwestern China (slightly exaggerated, but whatever).

From then on, I kept qualifying her on how much I liked that she “goes with the flow” and “lives in the moment” and is “spontaneous”?

See my article on Believability and Screening for more on this.

She also said she remembered that when we first met, I had asked about her passion. She said that that night, when she went home, she thought to herself that it was a great question, and she wished she had given me a better answer. She said she was still working on a better answer. We then talked about her passion for experiencing life while still being really hard-working in her career. It was cool to see that even if you don’t get a great answer to a great question, the question itself can still be a great question.

After the first few minutes, I did an awkward number close using Style’s card-tearing technique, except that I forgot to bring my business cards, so I used a napkin, which didn’t tear well at all. Then HBKorean said, “Just give me your phone. I’ll type in my number.” Oh, duh. Why did I make it so complicated? I was already in.

A few seconds later, a community guy with good CA-style game came by to say hi. Good social proof here. I introduced everyone, and then he left. I later asked him why he didn’t help wing for me since it was a 2-set, and he said that he got the vibe from the two girls that they just wanted to talk to me and that they kind of boxed him out. Hmm, nice to know.

We vibed about living in Asia versus living in America, and whether they liked American guys more than Korean guys. They started telling me how adventurous they were and sharing stories. It was going great.

Then, HBKorean got a phone call, so she left the bar for a little while. I moved one seat over to sit next to her friend and started kinoing her friend and continuing with screening and qualifying. At one point, she mentioned something about how she wants to get married later. And I joked, “Whoa, I just met you. I’d have to get to know you better first. Maybe we should first get a dog together, etc.” She laughed hard about that. I number-closed the friend.

After a few minutes, HBKorean came back. I felt like I was losing her attention for some reason, which made me nervous, preventing me from thinking of other conversational threads.

Thanks to Regal for pointing out that she probably thought I was more interested in her friend. I had Believability problems here.

I said I was going to go check on my friends, and that I’d be right back. I asked them to watch my drink. I then walked over to another part of the bar and chilled with my original wing, who was talking to a nice-looking couple.

Then, maybe 5 minutes later, I rejoined HBKorean and her friend. But they had their coats on. Damn, I thought. I did it again. I waited too long to reengage, and I didn’t escalate, isolate, and get enough compliance fast enough. HBKorean explained that her sister, who was sick with the flu, called and that she had to go back to look after her. Her friend gave me a big hug goodbye. And then I gave HBKorean a big hug goodbye, and they left.

I texted both of them the next day with non-commital, conditional texts. HBAsian texted back, and we got into a little back and forth texting. Just before going out on the Saturday, I texted her to say that I’d be tearing it up at XYZ bar, and that if she was in a good mood, she should come along. She replied that she was really tired and felt like she might be coming down with a cold, but that I should have fun without her. Around midnight, in the middle of my interaction with a hot busty blond, I texted back, “Get some rest. Stay healthy, sweetie.”

Phone Game

The following “Day 2″ became my standard day 2 set up, including the invitation. I used it almost exactly the same on subsequent lays.

On Sunday, I called her around dinner time. She said she just had dinner with her friend and sister and was now out shopping with them. We talked for several minutes. I was screening and qualifying again and added lots of playful teasing. She repeatedly qualified herself on being adventurous.

On one of her high points, I said, “I really like talking with you. I want to see you again. Meet me for drinks tonight.”

She replied, “I’d really love to. But I made these plans to spend Korean New Year dinner with my sister and friend. We’ve been planning this for weeks. Maybe next time.”

I said (trying to hide the disappointment in my voice), “Sure, no problem. I’ll be going to Toronto next weekend, but maybe we can find some time during the week.”

Her: “Oh, you’re going to Toronto next weekend? Um, well, maybe I’ll call you later tonight.”

Me: “Sure, no problem.”

Her: “Well, my sister’s looking for me now. So I better go find her.”

I didn’t think I’d hear from her that night. So I ordered a nice big Chinese take-out dinner for myself to celebrate the Chinese New Year. Sad, I know. I totally forgot about it, and didn’t make plans in advance with my friends. But I did call my parents as a good Asian son should

About an hour and a half later, she called me, just as I was tucking into my take-out feast.
Her: “So my sister and friend are watching Korean soap operas on DVD… So did you want to meet for drinks still?”

Me (I’m thinking, what happened to your big plans?): “Okay, let’s meet in half an hour at [fancy dessert place].”

I just gave us half an hour b/c I was worried that she might change her mind. She lives about 20 minutes away, so it’s kind of out of her way. This is great for compliance. But I didn’t want to her cancel on me. Looking back, I should’ve given myself more time.

I then made another bad decision. I was really hungry, but I had to get changed and ready to meet her. So I wolfed down half the food really fast. Bad idea, as I will mention later.

FIRST PROPER DATE (AT A FANCY DESSERT PLACE)

My focus here was on seeing whether she meets my standards. This would prevent me from being needy. So I did even more screening and qualifying.

I also focused on body language, even while sitting. And I really went hardcore into smooth, “Bali” tonality.

And I added a new touch: sexual vibe. Every time she was talking for an extended period, I imagined making passionate love to her. I communicated a lot of this through my eye contact (like Lowndes’s sticky eyes concept), and through my smooth, legato tonality, as well as through fun insinuations.

We sipped champagne martinis for an hour and a half while sitting side by side. I can’t remember the order of our convo, so I’ll just give you highlights in no particular order.

Early on, she mentioned that she, her sister, and her friend cooked the meal together. So I screened her on what kind of food she cooked. She said some Korean dish that I didn’t recognize. Just before this, she said she wanted me to sit at the chair on the other side of the table b/c she didn’t want to have to turn her head the entire time. So I said, no problem, and turned her body so that she was facing me. She thought this was funny. But now there was more distance between us. I was trying to think of a way to increase incidental kino in a natural manner.

So I said, “Well, can you cook bulgogi?”
Her: “Yes.”
Me: “Can you cook kalbi?”
Her: “Yes.”
Me: “Can you cook bibimbap?”
Her: “Yeah, but I’d need the right pot.”

Me: “My favorite dish, the one I could eat over and over, is chap chae. Can you make chap chae?”

Her: “OMG, that’s my favorite dish, too. My mom makes the best chap chae, and she taught me how to make it.”

Me (pulling her in for a big, long hug): “OMG, I’m going to be at your place all the time now. I’m so lucky I found you. You can make me bulgogi and chap chae next time. I’ll bring the soju.”

She then giggled a lot, and when I let go of her, she left her arm pressed up against mine, and we were well inside the polite zone. Aha, incidental kino re-established and increased.

I’ve had tremendous success with screening and then big time qualifying and kino-rewarding Asian HBs with regard to their cooking skills. This is a side-benefit of traditional societies. I always get a laugh and can bring them in really close to me physically with this. And this segues to one of my favorite topics: Asian cuisine.

Wow, I haven’t used the cooking screen in a long time, maybe because the girls I’ve been seeing lately haven’t learned how to cook much. I’ve found that most Korean girls, in contrast to Chinese girls, pride themselves on their cooking skills.

But she still seemed uncomfortable with overt kino like when I put my hand on her exposed thigh (she had a short skirt on). And the first time she even said, “I don’t feel comfortable with that,” as she removed my hand. I recalled how uncomfortable she seemed with kino back in our first encounter in October, so I knew that all the kino here had to be incidental or at least seem really natural.

I did succeed towards the end of the night in getting her to leave her hand on my thigh for a good while. This was a suggestion I got from Mystery.

During our convo, I shared my yakuza story, which she really really dug. It works best when you actually know what yakuza are, so this doesn’t work as well on Midwestern white girls.

Through screening, I got her to share some stories about how adventurous she was, and how much she could “go with the flow.” I did a lot of future projections about how we would “go with the flow” together by doing stuff like bungee jumping when we visit Korea together.

Near the end, she talked about how she didn’t like a lot of the guys who approached her in bars and clubs. She said even the nice ones she couldn’t trust b/c they would say, “Oh really, me too,” but just lie to her to get what they want. I could tell that she was not-so-subtly hinting that I didn’t have enough attainability yet. I quickly thread-cut, but made a mental note to myself to continue with attainability material. She needed to know that I was genuine.

Transition to seduction location

As we left the dessert place at around 10:30pm, I asked, “So where do you want to go next?”

She said, “Um, I dunno know.”
Then I said, “Hey, I know this great place that has Asian desserts and great wine. And it’s just a 5 minute drive from here.”
She said, “Okay. Can you drive me there?”
Sure!

So the whole 5 minute drive to my house (!), I kept her mind occupied with more rewarding and relating and some minor story-telling. And before you know it, I pulled into the driveway of my house.

Her: “Is this your house?”
Me: “Yep, come on in.”
And I got out of the car like everything’s good and normal. And she just followed me in.

Once we were inside, she said, “I was wondering where you were taking me.” We said hi to a couple of my cool housemates. And then we walked straight up to my room.

Seduction

I turned on the little TV, lit a candle, turned on the mood lighting. I asked her if she wanted to try this wine I bought, and she was excited to try it. I got her to prepare the Asian dessert (Japanese mochi), which required a little bit of cutting.

I turned on my laptop to show her my photos of Korea. I had her sit on my lap as I showed her the pictures. I finally got the level of incidental kino I had been aiming for. But she still seemed uncomfortable, like she was leaning away. After a half hour of looking at photos, we sat on the bed to watch TV. Then I suggested we watch a movie on my computer instead. We decided on Wedding Crashers, which turned out to have a great soundtrack to make out to.

Around this point, she got a call from a friend at Penn. I got this sinking feeling that I’d have to fight the cell phone all night, which was what ruined the last seduction I had back in December that progressed to my bedroom. Probably her sick sister will be calling, and her friend too. But she said she’d return the call later, and she didn’t even answer the phone. Awesome!

I laid down on the bed, but she stayed sitting upright. Bad sign. I sat up, and we talked some more while the movie was playing. I laid back again, but she stayed upright. Okay then, I took the pillows and put them up against the wall, and we sat on the bed side by side leaning on the pillows up against the wall. Now I at least had arm to arm kino. Because of her resistance to kino in general, I couldn’t find a convenient and natural way of moving in for the kiss. So I decided to try something on the fly.

I combined routines from Craig on DYD’s series, Mystery, and Style, and modified quite a bit myself.

First, I moved the convo to what girls look for in guys in a club. Then I said that I look for a girl who can give great hugs b/c for me, sex without cuddling is too cold. I like cuddling before and after.

And then I said, “Sometimes, I’d rather cuddle for hours than have sex.” I then asked her if she gives good hugs.

She said, “You want me to hug you?”

I replied, “Yeah, okay.”

She hugged me kind of tentatively. I said, “Gee, that was a 6. Here, let me show you how to hug.”

I then hugged her slowly, and passionately, and pulled away from her very slowly. She liked it.

Then I told her that I used to have long hair down to my chin, which is true.
Me: “You know what I miss most about having long hair?… Here, let me show you.”

I then very slowly reached behind her head and ran my hand up through her hair, and then I pulled back slowly but firmly. I still need practice with this b/c I don’t think I pulled back far enough. But she still seemed a little turned on by this. And then I said, “I wish you could do it to me, but I don’t have long hair anymore.”

Me: “You know what I else I like when someone pulls my hair back?… Here, let me show you.” I then pull her hair back again, and then I bite the side of her neck every so gently. I feel her shudder.

Me: “Okay, you bite my neck now.”

Her: “Umm. No, I feel uncomfortable doing that.”

Me: “No problem.” I then get up to fiddle with the volume controls on the laptop as a mini-freeze out.

Her: “I didn’t want to embarrass you. I hope you don’t feel bad.”

Me: “No, not at all. You’ll do it later… So, are you good at whispering in people’s ears? Here, whisper in my ear.”

Her: “What do you want me to say?”

Me: “Anything. Whatever you want.”

She then whispered in my ear that she’s really full from dinner. LOL.

Me: “That was okay. But let me show you how I like to whisper in people’s ears.” I then brushed her hair aside very slowly. She visibly trembled, and her lower lip shook a bit. Then I moved my face slowly across her neck and inhaled audibly, smelling her neck. I then exhaled very slowly on the skin of her neck. She exposed even more of her neck to me at this point. Finally, I moved my way up to her ear and whispered very softly, “Never mind.” When she recovered, she slapped my arm and said I was bad.

I said, “Well, hugging, biting, and hair pulling feels great to me. But what about kissing? If I let you kiss me right now, what would I give you on a scale from 1 to 10?”

Her: “Uh, 8.9.” If I wasn’t so horny then, I would’ve laughed pretty hard at that answer. Lol.

Me: “Wow, 8.9. That’s pretty high. I don’t know. Let’s find out.” I moved in, and she French kissed me passionately.

From here on in, I handled massive LMR. Two strategies, other than agreeing with all verbal LMR, also worked well.

Agreeing with all verbal LMR is a key LMR tech. Basically, no matter what she says, just agree verbally, but continue physically. For example, she says, “It’s late; I should be getting home.” You say, “Yeah, it’s late. We shouldn’t be doing this now,” as you continue to make out and caress her. If she says, “We shouldn’t be doing this. Someone could come in at any moment.” You say, “You’re so right. We totally shouldn’t be doing this… or this … or this,” as you kiss and caress her. This disarms her logical mind while you progress on the emotional and physical level. Works like a charm every time :-}

(1) Several times, we stopped making out to cuddle and she asked me some believability questions like, “What is your ideal girl like?” and “Why didn’t you remember my name when I saw you again in the pizzeria?” and “Do you like white girls, too?”

There were lots of these. It feels nice to have to deal with believability since it means my value is high. And I was able to answer all of these honestly b/c I really was into this girl. After each time, I was able to escalate a little more.

I also found out during this that she had only had sex with two other guys before, even though she had had seven boyfriends. So I feel honored that she would sleep with me on the first date.

(2) I skipped some escalation steps, thereby unlocking lower steps. Credit to Sebastian for this. For example, she wouldn’t remove her shirt. So I finally just undid her bra first, and basically took her bra almost off. It was dangling there around her abs. Getting the bra off made it a lot easier to get her shirt off. LOL. I also fingered her from behind after she wouldn’t let me touch her from the front. I think I read this on something Vin wrote. I could do whatever I wanted there as long as I started from behind her.

Sidenote: Once the movie ended, she asked if I could put on a jazz CD. I had told her about my jazz background. And I had my sax out and on a display stand. So I put on Stan Getz’s “Getz for Lovers” CD which is perfect for romantic encounters. For some of you who aren’t jazz musicians, putting in a jazz CD might come off cheesy. But it worked amazingly well for me.

After about 2 hours of LMR where I still couldn’t get the panties off, I even did my version of Brad P.’s penis implant routine just for kicks. She bought it. I didn’t pull it out right away, but a few minutes later, her hand was down my pants, and then pulling my pants down. I got a nice HJ.

This was the first time I ever used my penis implant routine. I think I had just read Brad P.’s version online, and I made up my own version on the fly. I’ve used it a bunch of times ever since, like in the LR on the Maggie Cheung-look-a-like stewardess. It’s worked every time

After 4 hours total of intense making out (damn, she’s an amazing kisser and gets super super wet), I had her down to her panties and stockings. And I finally managed to pull her panties off by grabbing them from behind and pushing her legs up in the air. Before she could protest, they were off. Whew. She didn’t protest after that. The sex was great.

But right after sex, my stomach started churning and churning. I had indigestion from the dinner, and the physical exertion gave me massive cramps. On top of that, my contact lenses were extremely uncomfortable no matter how many drops I put in. I tried not to show it, but I had to cut our cuddling time down to just a few minutes (I didn’t tell her about my indigestion).

She said she was really tired and had to get back so it was all good. I drove her back to her car, and she kept kissing me in the car. I had to pull away from her and wished her goodnight.

I did a very short debrief with her while we were still in bed. I’m going to do this again when I see her next. She mentioned that she thought I liked her friend (who she hinted was kind of into me), so she was surprised when I called her. She said she knew she was attracted to me when I approached her again on the Friday night and remembered her name. Geez, I had no idea that names were so important. I’m going to pay a lot more attention to names from now on.

This is a good reminder to me about the importance of remembering names.

Feedback appreciated.

Happy playin’, The Asian Rake.

Ah man, had a crazy weekend, including lots of social circle building, AMOGing several very aggressive (and wealthy, f-ck ‘em) Singaporean dudes in VIP sections of exclusive clubs (in which I was not a VIP, haha), and a cycle of alphaness-neediness-alphaness that had me on one helluva emotional roller coaster.

I so love Singapore, man. It’s only my second week, and I’m already in love with four different girls here! F-ck that. Girls should soo not run your life! Dammit, I’m just too emotional some times.

Btw, one thing about Singapore that’s really bugging me: The rampant materialism and conspicuous consumption. More on that later.

And yes, I’m still moving. The furniture came in today, and I’m still moving stuff from the hotel to the apartment. Argh. So be patient. I’ll be getting to the substantial posts in the next few days

Happy playin’, The Asian Rake.

Here it is. Let it be known that Christian Hudson and I blogged about how to create female orbiters on 5 August 2008. Haha. That’s for all those cyber-plagiarists in the industry pilching ideas.

So Christian Hudson, who has the hottest female friends than just about anyone else in the industry, just blogged about this. You beat me to it, bastard But really, he’s got several original and lucid insights. Check it out on his blog here.

For the past several months, I’ve been researching like crazy the next level of game in the industry. It’s not just managing a “harem” or “stable” of a few women you’re dating at once (God, I hate those terms; please never use those around me), which is old hat and gets downright boring after a while. It’s not just creating an entourage, which is actually simple once you’ve got the logistics and economics figured out. And it’s definitely not just “fucking lots of chicks,” which is just deplorable morally, emotionally, and probably physically, too (I can’t stand the immaturity of the whole “fuck more chicks” mentality).

The next level, the level that no other gurus, coaches, or consultants seem to have researched or written about is this: How to create a huge social circle of hot hot girls who are not only your good friends, but who are also deeply devoted and infatuated with you to the point where they are just waiting for you to ask them to sleep with you.

When you have several hot female orbiters, you will always have options, even while you accumulate more and more new sexual experiences OR while you are exclusive to that one special girl. This is why it’s so powerful. If you feel like being exclusive to your girlfriend (which, lets face it, is actually a really mature thing to do and is good for allowing you to get balance in the rest of your life), you can still maintain the abundance mentality AND have lots of hot, close female friends AND have plenty of alternative sexual partners in case you break up with your girlfriend.

My inspiration for this came from my most recent semi-exclusive girl in Beijing, the 21 yo. actress, who I observed handle well over a dozen such orbiters. For Christmas, she had a brand new Macbook courtesy of a wealthy orbiter, an iPhone (while iPhones still aren’t legally sold in China) courtesy of an orbiter who works at Apple China, and lots of other expensive and hard-to-get trinkets that she doesn’t even bother to use or wear anymore. She was very blase about it all. The Macbook and iPhone were sitting under her bedroom desk for two weeks before she even bothered to open them. I also noticed that she has a few different options every night for free, fancy dinners. I used to tag along for these free dinners until I felt guilty mooching off the orbiters and making out with their love interest in front of them while we enjoyed the meal he was paying for. Doh. I genuinely felt sorry for the guys.

Go check out Christian’s post. I’ll expand on the details to this later.

Happy playin’, The Asian Rake.

Rapid Social Circle Domination. It’s now field-tested, and I’m copyrighting it in the industry. Here’s my official notice with the official online patent office. LOL.

Last night marks two new, wonderful girls in the one week I’ve been here. Both closes came off of this technique, my patented Rapid Social Circle Domination technique (RSCD). It’s “domination” because you either win over or beta-ize the girls and guys in her social circle. It’s “rapid” because it only takes minutes to accomplish. If demand is there, I may write a full post on this.

Basically, about a year ago, whenever girls wanted to take me to see their social circle on our day 2 (sidenote: you guys who keep trying to do away with the term, “day 2,” are doing us all a disservice; “Day 2″ means that it’s the second day you’re seeing her; it doesn’t have to be a “date” as a “day 2″ could also be the time you bumped into her again at a club and then pumped her buying temperature and took her home), I used to get nervous that I wouldn’t be able to dominate the social dynamics and that I would just be pawned off.

However, my fears were usually unfounded. And by acting on my fears, I usually ended up complicating things further. I learned this lesson the hard way back in early November 2007. See my LR on the Millionaire FB. Ever since then, I’ve been doing Rapid Social Circle Domination, and it’s paid off every time.

Nowadays, if I feel like things are going well, I just go along with her. Usually, this is the case with Day 2s on the weekend, as hot girls often have a bizillion guys and girls asking them where they are or inviting them out to some party, and the hot girl usually feels some pressure or social obligation to at least make an appearance.

It’s actually a good thing if she wants to bring you along since this means she likes you enough to be seen with you in front of her friends, and she’s trying to show you off to her social circle.

So don’t panic. You can turn this to your advantage.

All you have to do is charm her female friends and alpha-nice the guy friends, and bam, you’ve just made yourself about ten times more attractive. Voila!

And go by yourself, as that makes the logistics easier to manage, and you come off much more confident and comfortable with yourself.

I’m still not settled into Singapore yet. I’m still in a hotel (on the company’s dime, thank goodness), but will be moving into my new pad on the weekend. Hopefully, I’ll then have more time to put up those LRs.

Happy playin’, The Asian Rake.

I’m definitely still in the honeymoon stage with Singapore and loving every minute of it.

Met up with some lair guys on the Friday night. They were surprisingly fun and easy-going. I say “surprisingly” because of my past experiences with local lairs. Very few of my best wings have ever come from the community or local lairs.

I stayed up all night and then enjoyed a delicious post-coital brunch with a super tight 20 yo. Spanish-Malaysian mixed bikini model. We originally met for 10 minutes on Friday night. We then texted and talked on the phone on the Saturday and then met up for drinks at 9ish. After much drama involving two hopeless orbiters who met us in two separate bars later that evening, she extracted me to my hotel room with the classic line, “You know, I don’t want to go back to your hotel room too late.” lol. She’s very direct. Just like me We did it til the sun rose the next morning. She was amazing

I’m not going to say much more because we’re still seeing each other. You know my policy on LRs. I should, though, have a few coming up soon.

I’m still in the process of settling in. I found a kick-ass apartment but have to wait until they finish the interior work before moving in later in the week. I’m also gearing up for the new work term. Once the dust settles, the substantial posts will be coming up

Happy playin’, The Asian Rake.

I’ve been taking the last few days to get over jet-lag (almost there), take care of all the administrative red-tape associated with being a foreign hire, and look for a sweet apartment. Unfortunately, the housing prices in downtown Singapore are sky-high, on average higher even than Manhattan. I’m about to rush off to another viewing. As every experienced player knows, your living quarters can be your best and most reliable wing, so choose wisely.

For those readers who have just heard my Conquer Your Campus Masters Interview with Christian Hudson, as promised, I will be putting up some old LRs from my college days, along with new analysis. Look for those in the coming days.

Happy playin’, The Asian Rake.

My Air Canada flight to Hong Kong was actually early. That now makes two AC flights that have arrived early in a row for me within the past week. My opinion of AC is slowly going up.

And now I’m in Hong Kong for a couple of hours waiting for my connection to Singapore. Can’t f-ckin’ wait!

Being back in Asia always gets my mojo going. I’ve slept maybe 7 hours total in the last two days, but my internal energy got revved up and going once I landed in HK. Happens for me every time…

Since the spring, I’ve been on Elite status with the airlines, so I’ve been hanging out in airline lounges a lot lately. I’m one of the few who can actually take the time to enjoy the amenities, unlike most of the suits around me, working on their blackberries and laptops. I think after another several visits, the novelty will wear off, as it does with almost all luxuries. But I’m enjoying every bit of it so far.

The Maple Leaf Lounge in Toronto’s new Terminal One is quite nice, and now I’m sipping free flow draft beer (Kilkenny, in this case) and nibbling on treats from the dim sum buffet in the lounge in the Hong Kong airport. Nice view of the towers and planes coming in.

I’ve been downing alcohol since I boarded the plane from Toronto (I think the crew flagged me as an alki, hehe), so I think I’m going to switch to water and juice soon. But it’s hard to resist sampling the 9 different reds and 7 different white wines, plus the extensive hard liqour bar, which is all complimentary in the lounges. I was a little peeved that they weren’t serving the beer and wine when I showed up to the lounge in Toronto at 8 in the morning. Hey, for all they knew, it could’ve been 8 pm for me! lol.

I’m very happy now… There’s nothing like looking down on the north pole from 30,000 feet up while buzzed on your fifth scotch whisky. Sure makes those long flights go by pretty fast. Being happy also helps in social interactions

Happy playin’, The Asian Rake.

In the past month and a half, I’ve been traveling through three countries, with a new city almost every week. So much for a restful break.

I’m currently packing for the biggest move, taking all the stuff in storage here in Toronto and shipping it to Singapore. I’ve got a relocation company whose minimum load is really capacious. Fortunately, my employer has given me a very generous relocation budget. So now I’m looking for ways to fill up all those boxes. I’ve got about 25 boxes of books. And now I’m packing the protein powders and meal supplements. Still lots of room left…

So in other words, I’m still writing up those posts. Check back in a couple of days. I’ll have something good for you soon

This is the best deal in personal coaching anywhere in the world today.

Christian Hudson of The Social Man is offering a fresh and innovative approach to the tired bootcamp model. Check it out here.

A big secret in the industry (and it is an industry, not just a “community”; let’s be frank; some people have to make a living as dating coaches) is that very few men are prepared for a life-changing 3-day bootcamp. Many potential clients think that in just three days, they’ll have their love lives permanently handled and will never have to think about this again. They hope they won’t actually have to challenge themselves to pursue any long-term, lasting transformation.

They want a quick fix. They want the three magical lines that will get them a phone number and date now.

We all know this is baloney.

Though occasionally a client is at the point where a 3-day weekend bootcamp is just what he needs to get to the level he wants, as was the case in the recent The Social Man weekend training in NYC, most men have a lot of psychological baggage that no amount of scripted, canned lines or routines can cover up.

If you’re f-cked up inside, it doesn’t matter what you say. You’re going to sub-communicate all the wrong things. That was my problem way back when. I had over ten single-spaced pages of routines and lines memorized and was able to recite them on command. But it didn’t matter. My sub-communications were undermining all my efforts. I was coming from the wrong place inside.

But fixing a guy’s attitude toward women, life, and himself is simply not feasible in just one weekend.

It’s like taking a bullet in the head and trying to use a band-aid to patch it up.

The best companies do have a follow-up program, which is necessary for anyone’s permanent progress.

But let’s face it. Only a very small percentage of clients actually have the discipline and intrinsic motivation to complete the follow up programs. I screen my clients, and since I don’t do this for a living, I have the luxury of turning away potential clients I think aren’t yet ready for a bootcamp. But even my clients, who are almost all highly successful and mature professionals, are sometimes too busy to keep up with the follow-up program.

So what now?

Christian Hudson is rolling out an innovative eight-week program that takes a maximum of ten clients through an intensive pre-bootcamp training program.

It covers the essential psychology and inner game, as well as all the necessary techniques that most companies spend countless boring hours lecturing on during the seminar portions of their bootcamps, taking away valuable in-field and exercises/role-play time from clients. Instead, Christian will be going over all of these topics and techniques BEFORE the bootcamp.

The weekly teleconference courses will discuss:

- The Master Key to Attraction
- Identity Development
- Personality Development
- Conversation Control
- Flirting and Building Attraction
- Screening, Qualifying and Escalating
- Consistently Achieving “State” and Social Momentum
- Lifestyle and Social Life Development

The eight-week program then culminates in an in-person, live bootcamp in New York City!

The pre-event program covers more than just the fundamentals and foundations. You’ll be getting a comprehensive course even BEFORE the actual bootcamp, ensuring that you will be in a position to take full advantage of the weekend training.

How much do you think this costs? Do you think it costs USD$10,000, like some other companies are charging for long-term programs, which btw aren’t nearly as well thought-out or comprehensive? No way!

This whole eight-week program, including the 3-day weekend bootcamp, is actually CHEAPER than the price of a bootcamp alone from most companies. For just USD$2000, you get a 3-day weekend bootcamp, plus the comprehensive eight-week pre-event program!

If you live in or around the New York City area, you simply cannot match this value. This is the best bargain you will ever find! Take advantage of it now.

Even if you don’t live in New York City, this is still the best bargain ever. There are tons of flights to NYC from every major city in the continent. You can always find great airfare deals.

This represents a huge outlay of time and energy on Christian’s part. So he’s not sure if he’ll ever do this again. This is very likely a one-time opportunity for you.

The last time I checked, which was 3 days ago, seven spots of the available ten spots were already taken! Sorry, guys, for taking so long to write up this post. Doh.

These amazing opportunities go fast! Act now.

The link includes a longish video introduction to the program by Christian. If you don’t have the patience to sit through the whole thing, here are the highlights:

- at 4:10, you can see some ridiculous photos of Christian wearing
pink suspenders
- at 7:05 you can see photos of some of the models he dated
- at 12:24 he talks about Identity
- at 22:25 he talks about screening and qualifying
- at 32:15 he talks about what it takes to get this handled
- at 34:05 he talks about what the course will entail

If you have any questions, feel free to email me or Christian directly. Mention that you’re responding to this blog post so we know what you already know.

We at The Social Man have been racking our brains for months on end trying to think of innovative and effective ways to get guys to the next level in the most efficient way possible. This is one of our most exciting ideas, for which Christian should take all the credit.

As usual, all of The Social Man events come with a very generous, 100%, no questions asked, full refund guarantee. So you have absolutely nothing to lose and everything to gain.

Check out the details of the Unbreakable program here.

Happy playin’, The Asian Rake.

Before I get to this, you should check out Christian Hudson’s latest blog article on The Absurdity of Scenes. He talks about the PUA scene, but also discusses the NYC club scene, which I participated in last weekend and which is the most intense club scene I’ve ever seen.

Check out Miss Model Behavior’s blog for her little July 17 post on promoters, fromoters, and nomoters. Great insight into the social world of an in-demand NYC model. Must read for guys looking to raise their standards in entourage game.

Thanks for Christian for directing me to it. You can also find it linked in his article. Despite his protestations to the contrary, Christian consistently dates (LTRs), charms, and maintains as orbiters and friends hotter women than anyone else I know of in the industry, except perhaps Mystery, who’s now a C-list celebrity, and Neil Strauss, who was a writer for Rolling Stone before he even got good. Soon I’m going to be announcing a new, revolutionary program Christian’s offering.

Now to the main course.

Being Genuine: Miss High Class and The Sexy Ass Poster Girl

This is the lead up to a Lay Report of a cute Japanese girl SNL. It all happened on the same night.

INTERACTION #1
At the start of Saturday night, Adam spotted two hot girls all dolled up in perfectly form-fitting designer clothes and carrying that air of high status. He said, “Those two are the hottest girls in this club. I see no reason why you can’t have them in the palm of your hands by the end of the night. But first win over the venue. Then you’ll have them.” Clear enough. That was my challenge. And I wanted to give Adam’s “extreme social proof game” a fair try.

For the first hour or so, I talked to every group in the bar, including the all guy groups.

Here’s what I did.

1. I asked, “Hey, y’all having a good time, tonight?” (got this money line from Sebastian). Here’s a TIP: Never ask a group an open-ended question like, “How are you doing tonight?” Ask groups yes-or-no questions. It makes it much easier for them to give you compliance.
2. They usually responded enthusiastically, “Yeah, yeah.”
3. Then I said either, “Cool! I just got into town from Beijing and I’m soo loving being back in TO.” Or, “Cool! I love this roof top patio. It’s awesome being able to see the night sky and… imagining what the stars would look like if you could actually see them.”
4. Then, I asked, “What brings you guys out tonight?”
5. If they responded enthusiastically and genuinely, I’d riff off that. If they weren’t so friendly, which happened a couple of times, I said, “Cool. Have a nice night,” and moved to the next group.
6. When they responded well, I said, “Haha. Hey, my name’s David. What’s your name?” And then we went around the circle introducing ourselves.
7. Then I got them talking again and, without saying goodbye, rolled off to open the group next to us, which is stronger. Or, I said, “Hey, I’m gonna spread the love. Maybe I’ll see ya later!” which is a little weaker, but also fine.

This whole interaction takes less than 30 seconds. If you are constantly “in set,” then in 10 minutes, you will have opened 20 groups. Assuming the average group is 3 people, you’ll have introduced yourself to 60 people in 10 minutes. 60 people now know your name!

I’m pretty bad with names, and I remembered only about 10% of the names, but Adam said that it was no problem. He calls everyone, “Love,” “Babe,” “Sweetie,” or whatever nickname. I started doing the same, and it was fine, most of the time.

Of course, I wasn’t constantly in set. I also chatted with wings and stayed in some groups too long. But overall, after about a half hour, I indeed had introduced myself to over 20 people.

Talk about short sets! But that’s the key to working a room. Keep moving.

After about 30-45 minutes, I was tired of the short sets and picked a couple of groups to make my base group. I got back in with them and had longer conversations.

At about the 1.5 hour mark, I noticed that the original two girls Adam had called out as the “hottest girls in the club” were still by the bar. So I made my way over.

I opened the adjacent group, which consisted in 2 guys and a cute girl. The alpha male took a liking to me, and we vibed on his profession, which was a hair stylist at a fancy salon in the suburbs. He was cool and fun to talk to. I even got some free hair styling advice.

I then transitioned to the target group, which was now one alpha guy and the two girls. Good thing that Adam had noticed the alpha guy earlier and pointed him out as a friend of the two girls, so I had already opened him at the start of the night.

I forcibly put my hand on Alpha Guy’s shoulder and said, “Hey, man, you having a good night tonight?”

He was friendly enough, and I faced and talked to him solely for a couple of minutes. The girls were just standing there watching and when I turned to face them, they introduced themselves. Bingo.

Unfortunately, I think I rolled off of Alpha Guy too fast, and he knew right then what I was up to. Ah well. I had waited over an hour to talk to these girls, and the build up probably made me lose my patience.

I quickly vibed with the girl who was giving me the most eye contact and who was constantly smiling. I’ll call her HBHighClass.

We got basic rapport. She asked where I was from. I told her about how I had lived in China and was now visiting friends and family in Toronto. We talked about my upcoming move to Singapore and my plans to visit NYC. We vibed about NYC and traveling around the world.

She shared with me about her recent trips to the Greek islands and Cuba.

She asked me what I did. I opted not to go for the Indiana Jones grounding story since, just going by appearances, she looked like the high maintenance type who probably doesn’t have much experience trekking through mountain ranges in Asia.

I went instead with the lifestyle consulting route.

HBHighClass: So what do you do?
The Asian Rake: I’m in lifestyle consulting.
HBHighClass: What does your consulting work involve?
The Asian Rake: Well, I coach people with their social skills… Have you seen the movie “Hitch”?

She was fascinated. We vibed about social psychology and relationships for quite a long time.

I let it slip that I was a university professor. She wanted to know more about what I teach. And we vibed about love, happiness, and the meaning of life.

We talked about her job as a marketing executive for a 5-star hospitality management company.

I noticed that she had matched her shoes, purse, earrings, and necklace with her black and white dress. She said she usually wears a lot more color.

I told her I thought she’d look great in a Pucci dress with lots of red and orange. Here’s where things got out of control.

I began to put on airs, acting more high class than I was. I was bluffing. And I was going to get called out soon.

The Asian Rake: “I said Pucci, not Gucci. Every time I say Pucci, people think I’m saying Gucci.”

HBHighClass: “Yes, I know Pucci. I bought one of their scarves last season. It’s my favorite scarf.”

Alpha Guy had been standing nearby for a while, and at this he turned in: “What are you talking about?”

HBHighClass: “We’re talking about Pucci.”

Alpha Guy: “You mean Gucci?”

HBHighClass and I shared a little laugh. I said: “You see what I mean.”

HBHighClass said to Alpha Guy: “No, no. Pucci is another designer.”

The Asian Rake: “Pucci is most well known for making prints of bold, vibrant swirls of color.” Here’s the truth, though. I really didn’t know much about Pucci beyond this. I was talking well outside my expertise.

Alpha Guy: “Oh, I don’t know much about clothes. I only know Gucci. I’ve never heard of Pucci.” He gave a goofy smile. He said this in a breezy manner that conveyed that he was perfectly comfortable with his lack of knowledge of Pucci. He didn’t need to put on airs. He was happy with himself.

Yet at the time, I thought I had just AMOGged him.

In retrospect, I think it would have been best if I had stopped here, contact closed, and moved on. But I raised the stakes.

Alpha Guy wandered off, being unable to contribute much to the conversation.

HBHighClass and I moved on to discuss Prada’s new line with their elegant take on the mandarin collar. She was very impressed, especially since I didn’t appear to be gay.

At one point, she reached behind me to the bar (I was already locked in against the bar) to grab her bottle of water.

I teased her for drinking water at the club. And then I saw that she wasn’t drinking Evian. I’m a big fan of Evian water. I really think it’s smoother and tastes better than the other, cheaper brands of bottled water. But this attempt at putting on airs totally backfired.

HBHighClass, looking at me skeptically: “Uh, actually Fiji Water is about three times more expensive than Evian.”

That threw me for a loop. Who knew that that cheap-looking bottle was actually more expensive than Evian? I didn’t. I started getting into bottled waters while living in China, and I don’t recall seeing Fiji Water there. (Note: Now that I’ve checked, I’ve found that Fiji Water is only slightly more expensive than Evian.)

Now there are so many better ways I could’ve handled this. I could’ve questioned whether being more expensive implied being better tasting. I could’ve owned up to my ignorance, laughed it off, and changed the subject (threadcut). I could’ve remarked that they must not have Fiji Water in China. I could’ve joked about how Fiji Water was the most expensive when Fijians themselves make so little on average and that Fijians probably can’t even afford to drink their own water! Any of those would’ve been fine.

Instead, I amplified the negative thread by challenging her, grabbing the bottle out of her hand to examine the nutritional contents listed on the label.

She grabbed the bottle back and looked at the nutritional contents herself. It was friendly enough but the dynamic had already shifted.

LESSON: Being GENUINE and authentic is always better than pretending to be someone you’re not or putting on airs. I was pretending to know a lot about fancy water. I really don’t know much at all. I had just recently converted to Evian. But after pulling off the Pucci bluff, I got arrogant and pretended to be of a higher socio-economic class than I really was. I hadn’t done my homework on the bottled water scene, and I shouldn’t have pretended to know more than I actually did.

The rest of the interaction was fine. I contact-closed her, and as far as the external goals go, I did fine.

But more importantly, I learned an important lesson: Be proud of who you are and where you are at now in life. You can strive to improve yourself, as everyone should. But realize that the living is in the striving, not in the goal. Be GENUINE, authentic, and honest about your limits. It’s emotionally healthy, as well as very attractive.

INTERACTION #2
It was now around 1:30am. I had spent at least two hours working my way up to HBHighClass. I used Adam’s strategy of working the room and winning over the venue.

Geez, it sure takes patience to run this kind of game. I was very lucky that HBHighClass stuck around for a few hours and didn’t bounce to another venue before I got to her. In Toronto, the exorbitant cover charges and door lines are long enough to deter extensive club hopping. In Beijing, this just isn’t the case. We usually visit 3-4 venues in one night back in China. In this way, we’re able to have a lot more girls to choose from.

Being an introvert by nature, I was quite tired from all the excessive socializing. Introducing myself to 30+ people in a couple of hours just to talk to the one hot girl really enervated me. I needed to recharge. I also wanted to go back to my default style, which doesn’t rely on “working the room.”

Luckily, the ground floor of the club featured a chill lounge and small Asian-themed bar. We were on the upstairs rooftop patio, which was much more tropical and a lot more crowded than the downstairs bar.

So I went downstairs to sit at the bar (they still had a few stools left there) and zone out for a few minutes. I had passed the bar a few times on the way to the downstairs restroom and had already noticed a really sexy Asian bartender.

Yes, Asian. You know me. I couldn’t resist

It was already a little past 1:30 am. There wasn’t much time left. I was sober enough to remember that Toronto bars close at 2. I couldn’t dick around with the 2-hour “win over the venue” strategy.

I dropped the gloves. I decided to play my own game, the way I like it.

Genuine Game: The Way of the Rake. Come from a positive place emotionally, be in the moment, and then just be playfully honest

I took the one empty stool at the bar and ordered a Manhattan with a “little bit ‘a love.” (Credit: Alex Chase) HBBartender got my order but was also busy with three other orders. So I laid back and let her work.

(Btw, the guys who were there should recognize which one she is in this picture.)

Soon, she was free, and I made eye contact and motioned her to come over.

The Asian Rake: “Hey, you know, I’m still sitting here because I think you are the cutest bartender in here.”

HBBartender gave me a huge smile and tapped my hand with her index finger: “Oh, thank you! You’re so sweet.”

And then she started to walk away towards the cash register as if she had to enter some figures on it. I could tell it was that flirtatious “I’m so proud of myself” walk. I just made her night

The Asian Rake, with a sly smile: “You know, I don’t bite. You can touch me with two fingers next time.”

HBBartender looked back and smiled and gave me strong eye contact.

The Asian Rake: “So you’re a cute one. But what else do you have going for you? Name three things that would make me want to get to know you.” I first heard this line from Neil Strauss.

HBBartender stopped working and turned to face me completely: “Well, I’m really into sales.”

Hmm, this is not what I usually hear when I ask this question. Still, I should reward the effort.

The Asian Rake, nodding my head approvingly: “Hmm, sales, eh? Why sales?”

And then she went into how she was working another full-time job in online sales, and how she wanted to move into real-estate sales.

I mentioned some of my friends in real-estate, and we chatted about real estate in China versus the US. She was asking me for advice on the US scene. I told her (having learned the lesson above) that I really didn’t know much about the scene myself, but that I could refer her to my friends who do. She was excited about that.

Right around then, a tall male co-worker joined her at the bar and started inputting data into the register. HBBartender turned to help her co-worker. They then started taking inventory of the bar, writing down how much was left of the big bottles in the glass fridges.

In between her work, she asked me questions about myself, talking with me as if we were in her kitchen while she was cooking and talking to me at the same time. We talked about where I’ve traveled, etc. The male co-worker was super nice and joined in on the conversation, too.

I could tell they were going to start closing out the cash register soon, which I knew would take up all their concentration since you want to be very careful when you’re doing that.

So after she we chatted about investing in real estate in Asia, I said, “You probably need to get back to work soon. But it’d be cool to catch a lunch or something some time.”

HBBartender: “Yeah, for sure.”

And then we traded digits.

I hung around the bar until they closed, chatting with a student on Adam’s bootcamp.

She sent me a link to her site a week later. She’s a professional bikini, lingerie, and centerfold model. As per my policy on LRs, I won’t reveal her identity, though I’m tempted to do it. She’s a real sweetie. You’ll just have to take my word on it

To be continued…

Happy playin’, The Asian Rake.