TYO: Sex With the Korean Princess, A Novella
Here is a long-read about a short girl. She is the third girl I fucked on this trip. This story is about some aspects of game. And the story starts in 2014, so it is also about long game. It is a story from my most recent daygame trip to Tokyo, but it is not about daygame. And while the story takes place in Japan, it’s about a Korean girl. A Korean Princess.
And like a lot of what I am trying to do via game right now… the larger point is about what kind of man I want to be, what kind of life I am building for myself, and the role of women in that life.
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I met the Korean Princess in 2014. It was my first trip to Japan and it was about six months before I ran my first daygame approach.
In 2014 I was terrified of the idea of approaching girls, sober, in the daylight, and on the street. I thought (then) that going to clubs every night and getting shitfaced was a better strategy for sexual opportunity. I ran that (failed) strategy quite a bit on my first two trips here. I ran that (foolish) strategy most of my adult life.
The night I met this girl in 2014, I was only moderately shitfaced.
It was my 2nd to last night in Tokyo. I was in a club called Womb, in Shibuya. It’s small and loud. The music sucked and the room was smokier than an ashtray. I was hanging out with some Chinese guy I met in the club, chatting a bit… and I would occasionally excuse myself to go approach. I wasn’t good… but I had talked to over two thousand girls in clubs/bars, and I knew the basics of night game.
I was something like an “advanced beginner,” and I remember feeling so badass about walking across the mostly empty club to open cute, young girls. My Chinese friend was impressed. And that night… I was a little high on myself.
“Look at me… I approached three real-live girls in one night.”
This ^ is the old me. It was a step in the right direction… but I am so glad I found daygame.
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As for this particular episode of my night game history….
Approach #3 on this night was a young, short girl, with long hair. She was in all black, wearing tight jeans… and boots that came up just below her knees. She had a great ass. She still does.
I know I opened her with, “Do you speak English,” because that is my opening line for every girl in Japan. And she did speak English… not perfect English, but pretty good. And as you might have guessed, she was from Korea. A visitor to Japan, like I was.
This girl and I spent a few hours together that night. Just the two of us. We had a drink or two. She was with a couple of friends, but never introduced me to them.
My physical escalation and kino skills weren’t then what they are now… but I know I touched her some. And I remember sitting next to her, telling her a story, and trying to casually slide my finger into the top of her boot. To me… it was hardly a “big move.” But she slapped my hand away. And I rolled my eyes.
I figured her prudish reaction meant she was a dead-end… and I had had enough to drink… so a minute later, I told her I liked her, that it had been fun, but I was going to go home.
And… I asked her to come with me. She said no.
But she stopped me. She put her hands on me, told me she liked me too, and that she wanted me to stay. Hmmm, okay. One more drink, she said. So we had another drink. And then it was after 27:00, so I was really ready to leave. I told her again I wanted her to come home with me, and she declined softly…
And then she did something interesting:
She said she wanted to get my contact information… and she had me stand next to her… and she held the phone so I could see it, and she typed out:
HER: [on her phone] I want to go home with you, but I don’t want my friends to know.
I remember being shocked at how smooth this was of her. Standing there, with her friends, her finding a covert way to say she wanted to go home without saying it out loud. As I type this, it occurs to me she could have whispered it my ear, but perhaps the fact that we were standing in the middle of her friends had inspired her to get creative.
It was also true that her phone was dying, so we needed a meeting spot. She continued:
HER: [also typing this out on her phone] Let’s meet tonight, 4:30 AM, at the train station. After I leave my friends I’ll come meet you. We’ll meet at Hachiko.
This girl was 22 at the time… I was 40 years old. I talk a lot these days about how sexually sophisticated young girls can be, and I never think of this story when I say that… but this is an excellent example.
I left the club.
And if you think we met up that night and fucked… you have too much faith in the follow-through of young, drunk club girls.
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I did go to the station that night… after I had a 2nd dinner to kill some of the booze. And after I had gone back to my place, showered off, and then dressed again. And after I had a Redbull on the walk to the station to keep my eyes open. I did all that. And then I stood around the station at the meeting point for 15 minutes, in the wee hours of the morning in the nippy Nipon air.
And then I went home. Alone, of course.
And I laughed. I wasn’t mad at all. It was a good adventure. I had very low expectations about results back then…. and I had assumed she would flake… but it was still a fun night.
I slept. And I woke up in the morning. The hangover wasn’t too bad. It was my last day. And I had a message from this girl on Facebook.
HER: Im sorry i couldnt go to hachiko since i was so drunk
We exchanged more Facebook messages that day, and I did some more “comfort” work. She was getting into the examples of my artwork in my profile. I could tell she was impressed. Whatever she liked about me the night before was now magnified by the hints value she could see in my profile. I could feel her warming up. She was starting to feel like a “yes” girl to me.
HER: Wow ! I feel kind of something in the drawing
Here from FB… ^ commenting on some of my art.
I tried to get her out that night…
NASH: Tonight… 6:30, at the Starbucks, Shibuya Station, by where you pay. I’ll meet you there and we’ll have a drink before dinner.
…and she agreed.
We met in Shibuya about 8 PM. I asked if she wanted a drink and she said she was too hungover to drink anything. I took her to dinner… to the same spot I have taken many girls this trip.
We ate. She drank nothing. I had a whiskey. She didn’t want desert.
When she didn’t drink, and didn’t want desert, I had no idea where to take her next. This was before I found daygame, and before I had dated dozens of girls that don’t drink at all. I was out of ideas of how to bounce her, so I suggest the pull with no pretense:
NASH: Let’s go back to my place.
HER: What would we do there?
This ^ is a classic shit congruency test from a girl. I am a better man now, but even then, I passed with ease. I said this:
NASH: We’ll listen to music… and I will definitely kiss you.
Yohami hates it when I say stuff like that… but this works for me again and again. My first lay of this trip, the girl asked me the same thing as I was about to walk her into my building, I said the same thing in response to her as well… and good times were had in both cases (and in many other examples).
Girls are fine with this kind of answer. I think it’s strong, actually… particularly when this is a response to a shit test. The strength comes not from the line, but from the lack of retreat. She was testing for boldness and leadership and congruence. That’s what I gave her.
She liked it. She said was ready to come home with me.
We walked to my place. I gave her the 10-sec tour. And I put on some music. And I got us a glass of water and then…
I started making moves on her. I stepped in. And I laid hands on the little girl. And I tried to kiss her, and… She didn’t resist at all. She smiled. But her eyes glossed over. And she was stiff as a mannequin.
In the fight/flight/freeze/fuck range of responses to intense interpersonal encounters… she was in “freeze” mode. At the time, I’d never seen anything like it. I’d had seen girls run or reject me. And I has seen them fuck me. But I’d never seen one “freeze” before. She was overwhelmed.
She liked what was going on. She wanted to be there. There was no LMR, just a painful, unsexy stiffness to her.
Earlier in the night I had asked, and she told me she wasn’t a virgin. But in the moment, it seemed very much to me like it was her first kiss. And with that painfully stiff kiss…. my expectations for the night instantly changed.
I dragged her across the room and pushed her back into my sheets. I was very conscious about wanting to loosen her up. I started to play with her. And as I did that… it was, in fact, playful. And then sexy… as I would show some dominance, kiss her with some fierceness, all that. And then… a bit playful again. Back and forth. Like that.
She slowly relaxed and loosened up. I wasn’t trying to get past LMR (there was none)… I wanted her to relax so we would both have a better time. And it was working.
And I have talked some on this blog about how when a girl is really not “melting into you”… if she is very nervous, or unsure… I sometimes have her “do things” to me. In this case, I rolled onto my back, and pulled her on top of me, and had her kiss me… I directed her to take over the escalation. And that woke her up, it really worked. It gave her enough “power” to get her to start coming towards me, rather than just “being taken.” This was about making her a participant, rather than a spectator, in her own seduction.
As we progressed sexually, she was calmed down but still didn’t seem particularly aroused. I wasn’t sure this was “giving her a good experience.” I had even decided I wasn’t going to try to fuck her. She had to take the last train home, she wasn’t comfortable yet, we didn’t have much time left before I would walk her to her train that night… I didn’t want to rush her (or me) into a fast fuck. I was just going to focus on giving her a good experience. That was my plan in the moment.
And I did. I got her naked. Took my time touching her, and trying to raise her level of excitement. I eventually ate her pussy. I kissed her over and over and everywhere. She was hardly passionate… but she got into it, in certain moments.
And then it was late. And by this point she was very happy. Relaxed. And smiling. And affectionate. And laying on my chest and hugging me. She was being very cute. She was finally completely comfortable with me.
And then she said…
HER: I am going to take the early train instead…
HER: I want to stay with you.
Okay. Looks like she was hooked… and wanted more.
This was four years ago, I had a lot less experience then, but… I had done exactly what I intended to do. She was emotionally leaning into the seduction now, and I was proud of the effect I had had on her. I had taken a very nervous, stiff, inexperienced girl, and I had given her a good time. And she came back to me in that moment with joy, wanting to invest more, wanted to take more risks with me. She was a happy girl. Suddenly sure of herself and the situation. And all this was tremendous validation for the flavor of game I wanted to master.
Now that she was “all in,” and had invited herself to stay the night, I said:
NASH: You can stay here… I want you to.
NASH: But I’m definitely going to put my cock inside you.
And she just smiled. And cuddled into me.
So I did. I fucked her.
And… in terms of the raw physicality of it… it was some of the worst sex I’d ever had. That is true.
She was still stiff, again, as I fucked her. When we talk about a girl acting like a “starfish” in bed… that was this girl… even though I knew at that point she was into me and the night and the sex… all of it. Spread wide, wet, willing… but inanimate. It was like she was passed out, but with her eyes wide open, and she stared at me, and smiled in an almost disconnected way… while I fucked her very tender, young body.
She slept over that night, for the few hours we had left before the trains began to run again. We woke early, well before daylight. I walked her to the train, wrapping her in my down vest so she was warm in the cold Tokyo air.
Later that day, as the rest of Tokyo woke up, she and I both went home to our respective countries. I had scored a surprise lay… on my last night of the trip.
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All these weird details, and yet… it is still one of my favorite sexual experiences of all time. There is no contradiction there, not for me. Even years later… I love this story.
And I am happy to tell this story now, because that night was a significant influence on how I want to seduce… and my goals as a player. I was “winging it” that night. At least half the things I’d done with that girl I had never done before… or never done with a girl like her. But much of what we did that night became standard moves in my playbook… some of the most important sexual reference experiences of my life. I have reused the moves and the mindsets I established that night many times.
I’d never been with a girl that inexperienced before. I’d never had the skill to get a girl back to place that quickly before. And sober. It was so quick… she was less sure of herself and what we would do. That meant new challenges for me… and new things to learn.
She was then (and is now), 19 years younger than me. This affair was a very good introduction for me to “seducing younger girls.” I learned a lot.
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After we’d returned home, we continued to talk. Often at first. She would call me on the LINE app. We’d have somewhat long, voice-to-voice calls (maybe once every month or so). We would talk about boys she liked. And about what she was studying.
That long game was mostly rapport… but not entirely. I was happy to talk about her life, but my interest in her was as a “cute young girl.” Of course. And I would punctuate our conversation with sexual comments. She would often try to block that talk.
It was important to me to keep it man-to-woman between she and I, or to cut it off. I used sexual comments to signal to her so she could not forget that I am a sexual man. I wanted her to know it… but she often fought that frame. She was difficult and prudish sometimes. She would call me out, try to shame me into being “proper,” or to censor my sense of the sexual connection between her and me. She would tell me I was being disrespectful. I would always double down, never retreat.
I wasn’t looking for compliance from her. I was maintaining my own space… this was about boundaries. And it was not easy to hold that position with her.
I call her the Princess for a reason.
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My use of “princess” here is not intended to flatter the girl. Princess qualities in a girl are not attractive to me. Mostly not. Almost never.
Our time together in Japan was fast and exciting… and I didn’t get the full flavor of who she was until later. And the truth about her is… she is a pampered, spoiled, strong-willed girl from a wealthy family. A bratty, entitled, rich girl. It shows up in her lifestyle in many ways.
Like the night I fucked her in 2014, she showed up for our date dressed like an “old lady.” Not badly dressed, just inappropriately for a girl of her age. Based on her outfit, I could tell she spent a lot of time with her mom… I told her that. And she confirmed it.
Her mom is a wealthy lady. And the Korean Princess takes style cues from her mom. Too much Barney’s. Not enough Forever21. Her clothes are very nice and very expensive, but boring. And I bet her style isn’t the only way in which she takes after Mom. As the Queen, so goes the Princess.
I could tell from her lifestyle that her family had money. In part, as she can bounce over to Japan whenever she wants. She spends cash freely… but doesn’t seem to work much, if at all.
And she is a student… but has changed her field of study many times, remaining a student… year after year. She complains that this or that is “too hard,” or that she doesn’t like it. And she switches again.
Her dad runs a successful medical practice in Seoul. I wonder if he “loves his little princess”… or sees her as a “hole in his wallet.” (Probably both.) She lives at home, but even so… I’m sure he has to keep his client load up, in part, to keep her in Chanel and Louis Vuitton.
She is an entitled, selfish little thing. It’s not cute. I didn’t really see this side of her until after we’d fucked, but I saw in our long game, and I don’t like that part of her at all. And it’s been part of our relationship for me to keep firm boundaries around her to keep her in a place where I can enjoy her… or far away when I cannot.
It’s been part of our relationship… for me to keep an eye on the frame… and on my boundaries.
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2015 was the first time I daygamed in Tokyo. I did that trip soon after I started this blog. And the Korean Princess and I were still talking. And she was to be in town the same time I was… again. There were hints of a sexual reunion.
I sucked at daygame at that time. I didn’t have the sexual options I have now… nor the hope that I could produce sexual opportunity, fast, and consistently, on the street. If she and I were going to be in the same city… I wanted to see her again. I was undersexed and wanted to fuck. When you don’t have that many options… a selfish princess has more appeal than she should.
But I knew she was a princess by that point, and I didn’t want any bullshit. I had only done 80 approaches that trip, but I was loving daygame. I had some dates from that work (three dates, with two girls, kissed them both). And I was still clubbing hard on that trip… thinking that might also turn up some pussy…. so I put her off, and dodged her first attempts to see me. Daygame had given me some sense of the possibility of a future where I had more options than her particular flavor of brattiness.
Eventually I found some free time and set up a date. I saw her for lunch… and tried to get her to come back to my place for “a movie” one afternoon. She declined. It was clear in her look she knew what I meant. And she brought up a boyfriend… which I vaguely knew was in the picture, but I mostly didn’t consider. And we made plans to see each other that night.
We met up for a 2nd time that day, and had a drink at the bar that is in the movie Lost in Translation (in Shinkuju). The seating was bad and I couldn’t get next to her… no physical touch, no intimacy. She was on her phone the whole time.
I wrapped up the drink quickly, and I took her by train back to Shibuya, my home turf. I walked her through backstreets to a very cool restaurant (which is no longer there). On the way back toward the train, I moved into kiss her… she rejected it. But she loved it. She was laughing and loving the vibe and pushing me away and it was all kind of fun.
I wanted to fuck her. I invited her back to my place. She said no. I kept that up… kissing her neck and all that… and she complained that it was public… but she wouldn’t come home and eventually I sent her off on a train.
She messaged me that night saying she regretted not coming to my place. It was after 1 AM. I was horny and dying to fuck. And I offered to pay for a cab for her to come over. I was almost sure she would do it, and I even showered in preparation… but she did not.
She told me later she regretted not taking the cab over as well.
All tension. No release.
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I didn’t come to Tokyo in 2016, but we talked some. We were a bit like friends at this point. Her, a rather non-generous princess. Me, a horny cad… and one with increasingly good daygame skills and options.
She travels a lot. Often with her mom. And she came to the US that year, but not to my city. She might have even been in California… but we didn’t see each other.
And that was the year I got much better with women. I got my first daygame lay in September of that year. And two more by the end of the year.
It had been a long time since I’d seen the Princess. She was cool and all, but I mostly didn’t concern myself with her, or spend any energy trying to keep the connection alive.
I was pretty sure I’d never see her again.
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In 2017 I was back in Tokyo for trip #3… and I was beginning to look like the man you guys know now… a proper daygamer… the one that writes this blog. And the Korean Princess and I had some back and forth while I was on that trip…
I messaged her on Jan06, soon after I arrived. She read the message (LINE has read receipts), but didn’t respond. That is part of what I take to be “princess” behavior.
I messaged her again on Jan14… also no response. I wasn’t getting laid yet, so I was happy to keep trying.
I tried her once more on Jan17:
NASH: Do you know this place?
I sent her a pic from the same restaurant I had taken her to back in 2014. I was eating there that night, working some leads, and wanted to see if I could wake her up. She responded.
HER: Nope
HER: What is that place?
NASH: You DO know it!
NASH: One time a cute American man took you there
HER: Haha, yes he was cute
She was sweet and complimentary. She can be like that… sometimes. I like this side of her.
NASH: The manager remembered me…
NASH: Showed me a pic on his phone of the sticker I gave him last time I was here
HER: Everyone remembers you ! Maybe becuz you’re nice with good manner .
I am a sucker for compliments… I liked it. I pushed it on:
NASH: I am always nice… unless you don’t treat me well.
NASH: [and I sent a pic of young boy, frowning and pulling a girls pigtail]
HER: Hahaha nice pic
I was running a lot of game by this point. I wasn’t getting laid on that trip (yet), but I was hopeful and not over-eager. I had not asked her to come see me, but she volunteered this:
HER: I was planning to come to Tokyo, but I went there 7-8 times already…
HER: [some more about money]
HER: I will consider more, but my possibility is about 30-40 percent :(
NASH: Don’t come.
HER: Hahaha
This was me ^ with a push. Decent game, and the right flavor of play with this girl, I figured. I was gaming her, but I mean it when I say I don’t like princesses. I don’t. So some of this push was real.
But… if I could get her in the right frame, it could be fun. So I continued:
NASH: Unless you want to be kissed.
NASH: !!!
NASH: By a man with good manners.
NASH: [and I sent a pic of some classic male movie icon in repose]
I am ^ calling back here to her comment ABOVE about my manners.
HER: 30-40 percent! I already went japan on late October :(
This is just boring… it wasn’t flirty or fun… it’s just “no.” I hadn’t been laid in a few weeks, but I didn’t want to chase. I was trying to game myself. To trust in daygame. To retain my frame. So I kept going:
NASH: So don’t come!!
NASH: I didn’t even say I wanted you to come. : ]
HER: Okay then . I won’t
I was obviously teasing, but I had probably gone too far here. Maybe.
I said all this then… because I wanted to stay away from the version of me that would have tried to persuade her… the version of me that would have been over eager. I would have chased… and she still wouldn’t have come… and I would have had that sour taste of having clearly been “bottom guy” once again.
I had done the push, maybe too much push. I tried some pull:
NASH: But…
NASH: I DO WANT TO KISS YOU!!!
NASH: >: ]
NASH: And we have fun together.
There I was pulling… but with a sexual edge. This is Octopus Game (I think). It’s flattering. It shows strong interest. It’s pull. But it’s selfish and intentionally base in a way that embraces the sexual.
But she spit it back. And I think this is also her being a princess.
HER: Why me ? You also met Korean girl in us
HER: And you can meet other Japanese in Tokyo
HER: pout
Now we have princess pride in full bloom. It’s negative. Not attractive. And I don’t like this energy. In this kind of situation, I’ll either walk away… or try to smash the frame. Here, I doubled down:
NASH: I don’t care about “Korean.”
NASH: You and I have good chemistry…
NASH: And you know it.
NASH: ….
NASH: If you come… You cannot be a “princess”
NASH: That’s not what I want
NASH: …
NASH But if you come…
NASH: Stay for two nights… and you can stay with me.
NASH: In my tiny, but nice apartment.
NASH: Only 2 nights… If you stay longer we will fight!
NASH: [and I sent a pic of a 3 year old with and angry face making a fist]
As I read all this now… I like it.
In the first part, I come over the top and dominate her with certainty. Then I go further, and make it clear I don’t want any princess shit (she knows I think she acts like a bratty princess sometimes). And then… I went back to more “pull” with the offer to stay. And that is leadership… cleaning up ambiguity with a clear plan. And then… another “push” with the limit on how long she can stay and the playful reference to the idea that we might fight.
That last part — “only 2 nights” — is about boundaries. I think I read the potential of this girl pretty well… that she and I have some chemistry… that we can get along, in small doses… but that I will get irritated with her easily. Two nights is a “long date” in almost any circumstances. And I am wise enough to know not to set up an overly long date with a difficult girl.
And do you know what she said in response??
Nothing. Nothing at all.
Okay, good. I may have lost some sex. But I had dodged a pain in the ass. And that gave me time to run daygame. And time to concentrate on new, fresh leads.
And my inner game about it all felt solid.
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And I never saw her that trip… but I fucked three girls from daygame. All of them as cute as her, or more so. And two of the three were younger. YHT.
Not bad.
And then… towards the end of my trip… three weeks later… she came back, on her own… no chasing from me… and said:
HER: Hey im missing you suddenly
Hmmm. Was this a result of the game I’d run?
I had given her a combination of boundaries and dominance and Octopus game… had all that increased attraction? I had been very willing walk away when I made my offer. I had given her conditions. I had pushed back when she gave me her complaints and that “30-40 percent” effort with me. I had called her princess bluff.
Had all that won her over? Or was it that she liked me enough… that she could forgive the “mistakes” I might have made in playing her in the text exchanges above?
I don’t know.
And I didn’t see her on that trip… but she was messaging me again before I left… and she was showing interest.
NASH: Hello ; ]
HER: I was watching Mistress
HER: And there’s austriallian guy
HER: *Hansome*
HER: Like you
Big pull from her here. How much of this interested from her was good game on my part? How much was independent needs or wants in her own psychology? We never know. And it’s likely a mix.
NASH: Ou… You are missing me
NASH: : ]
NASH: I like it.
Positive ^ feedback, rewarding good behavior… to encourage more of it.
HER: Little
HER: [she sent a cartoon that shows thumb and fore finger with a “little” space between them]
HER: [and she sent a cartoon of a teasing, happy face]
And there is her “push.” Some banter. She can play the game too. Good for her.
She was being fun here… THIS is closer to what is attractive for a man like me… a cute, young girl complimenting me and flirting with me. That’s what I want. That will encourage me to keep playing.
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So that bring us up to 2018… to this trip.
She and I had talked recently about me coming back to Japan. And she happened to have a friend getting married this year while I was here. It was a perfect storm of circumstances… an opportunity to see each other again without too much effort from either of us.
HER: hey im going to tokyo at last.. haha
NASH: Tell me when you’re coming out with me.
She had told me she would be staying with the wedding party while she was in Tokyo. And just like last year, I didn’t want to give her too much of my time… I assumed I would be busy with daygame girls (and I was).
I was happy to see her, at least once, as long as she was cool. And I was happy to fuck her… if I could get the vibe right.
HER: this is my schedule :)
HER: [sent me her itinerary]
NASH: Pick a night before/after the wedding and I’ll take us out
HER: What is your schedule on the 19th?
NASH: 19th is good
NASH: Plan on dinner, and drinks after. I have some cool places to take you.
HER: What kind of places do you know :)
NASH: Delicious ones
NASH: We’ll talk more when you get closer to being here
But before she arrived… daygame happened. And if you read my saga of Miss Athlete… you know “the 19th” was at the center of her and my seduction. So I pushed the Korean Princess off:
NASH: Hey… I think I am busy on the 19th.
NASH: Can we do another day?
HER: Hum… all day busy?
But I was so busy, in fact, I didn’t respond at all to this message. She came back on her own, a day or so later:
HER: How’s 21st sound?
HER: I have only 4 days…
HER: I have plans for other days
HER: I am available 19th lunch time, and 21st lunch time !!!
Okay… small window. That was fine. I wasn’t killing it in daygame (yet), but I was happy to concentrate there.
NASH: I want you for dinner!
NASH: : ]
This ^ is me, still angling for a night time date and a greater opportunity for sex.
NASH: But let’s do lunch on the 19th…
NASH: Maybe we’ll see each other on 21st too.
Afternoon sex works for me too. And that was a good time for a date, as it left my evenings open for the daygame girls.
NASH: For now… 19th, daytime is mine.
But then… she changed the pace of our plans. We had a plan for the 19th… but on Feb16, she sent this:
HER: Are you also available tmr ?
The Korean was now suggesting Feb17. Miss Athlete had booked me for that afternoon for lunch… and I ended up fucking her that day (for the first time). I didn’t know I would take a notch that day as we made these plans…
NASH: Are you here? Tmrw??
NASH: TOKYO TOKYO TOKYO
HER: Yes finally leaving tmr !!!
NASH: Dinner tomorrow night?
NASH: Let me know and I’ll make a reservation someplace cool
HER: Sounds great!
HER: Or can i put my luggage in your place for a while and be around in omotesando ?
Now I had some logistical challenges ^. I planned on bringing Miss Athlete back to my place that afternoon… and I didn’t want them running into each other when I was picking up and delivering girls to the train stations.
So I had the Princess go to one station… I met, dated, and fucked the Athlete… we showered off, and I walked the Athlete off to the station (she had to teach classes that night)… and was in a post-sex daze from the new notch as I set out to pick up the Princess from the other station.
I felt a bit frazzled, but it was a good day.
………………
I met the Princess at the station… and she… looked pretty good. It had been three years since I’d seen her.
She was now 26, and had lost her obvious “young girl” status. But she had also been working out a lot, she was leaner, had lost some weight… she is not a super beautiful girl… and she had lost some of her “cuteness” as she had matured… but she was still hot to me.
She told me I looked exactly the same. As she said it… I could see attraction flash across her eyes. She was happy to see me.
I helped get her crazy-heavy bags upstairs, and into a cab, and over to my apartment. She loved it. I fooled around on my computer and she fussed with her luggage (making a huge girl-mess), then she changed clothes, and then I took her for a drink.
At the bar, things got more complicated…
She was to go to her friends that night (the wedding was the next day)… but it wasn’t clear when she would leave… and I could tell some of that was up to me. I could see how open she was to me leading. And then…
Over drinks she wanted to know if she could stay at my house Monday through Wednesday… three nights. She had gone from “one lunch” (on the 21st) to wanting to stay with me for several days.
As she was pushing to claim my time and my apartment… I became focused on boundaries (just like our text exchanges in 2017). I wanted to fuck her, but I also wanted to keep this little Princess Virus contained.
I told her that we needed to see how we “felt” together. That I was happy to see her, I wanted to see her after the wedding, but that I wasn’t going to suggest a long, multi-day date for us… as we hadn’t seen each other in years.
And I told her she should be careful inviting herself into my home. I reminded her I was dangerous. I told her that if she stayed with me… I wanted it to be clear it was not a “friendly thing.” She seemed to get that. And she seemed to like the sexual spike.
I told her to stay with her friends, and that she could come to my place on Wednesday (one night, instead of three). That I’d take her to dinner that night. And that she could spend her last night with me… and then head back to Korea the following day.
She haggled a bit… seeming to want more nights… but I was firm. All of this was better for me, and for daygame potential.
I told her part of me being a good leader, was keeping her out of situations where she would be uncomfortable. I told her she would be safe and happy with her friends. And that one night with a dangerous man like me might be wonderful… but if it wasn’t… she could escape the next morning.
This was all true. And I was doing a solid job of showing prudence and leadership. For her… and for me.
………………
I showed excellent boundaries here… and this is the part of the story that makes me the most proud. I was being smart. And it was still looking very likely that I would fuck her.
She took all this very well. And I think that is natural. I was wise, I showed restraint… but I was also very much a sexual threat. She was getting the sober, measured part of “sexy daddy.” And that can make a girl feel safe. It’s not flashy and indulgent, but can create a different flavor of attraction. I was adding order to her world. My plan was better, and smarter, than the one she suggested.
Cesar Millan (the Dog Whisper) says dogs like “rules, boundaries and limitations.” And he says people do too. And of course he is right. I think that is part of what this Princess needs. It’s part of what she wants… “deep inside.”
The Princess feels safe… when the King is in charge. She feels safe, because his plans feel solid, consistently. And she feels safe… as she never has to be in charge. She never suffers when she “lets go” around the King. She can rest… in his protection and good judgment. This is a natural relationship between a man in a woman. This is Patriarchy.
I was very proud of myself for how I handled her. And how I handled myself. This is the man I want to be.
………………
After our drink I took her to eat. And back to my place for her to get what she needed for the wedding. And then… before she could leave…
I tried to kiss her. And she rejected it.
She squirmed. And pushed me away. And said no.
But I grabbed her by the hair on the back of her neck, pushed her against the cabinet, and tried again… and it landed. And she went floppy. And it was a great kiss. She loved it… and it turned me on.
I walked her to the train and she was gone. Another round of Princess Wrestling… handled.
………………
That was Saturday night. I had fucked Miss Athlete at lunch. Then received and dated the Princess that afternoon and evening. Forcefully kissing her into submission before she left.
On Sunday, I dated two girls… at the same time. I had picked them up together, an indirect pickup… so I ended up dating them together, as well.
And on Monday the 19th… I had an incredible date with Miss Athlete. Best date we had. Fantastic sex, twice.
And then, on Tuesday, I had my first date with Miss Pop Band… she is a very hot, interesting, young girl… got her back to my place.
And then, Tuesday night… “honey slow” kisses on 2nd date with the Virgin.
And then… finally, Wednesday, Feb21…
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Back to the Princess.
On Wednesday, the plan was to meet at 6 PM. She was 30 minutes late. We went back to my place, and she changed clothes, and “got fancy” and I took her to dinner. Dinner was fine and I relaxed as we ate and sipped drinks.
Mid-dinner, she leaned back, took a deep breath, and she said:
HER: I think now we should have a little kiss
This ^ request came out of nowhere, and it was strange, but also very cute of her. I bet she was a little buzzed from the wine. She sort of folded her hands in this dramatic way as she said it.
I think the affair between she and I was (is?) a kind of fantasy that was playing out in her head. I was playing my role well. An older man (a previous lover), with a great little apartment, in an excellent neighborhood, in a fantastic foreign city, at a perfect bistro… time for the romantic touch of “a little kiss.” That’s what she wanted for her fantasy. I gave it to her.
And then, a few minutes later, as we left the restaurant, in the elevator… I gave her a much more serious kiss. Which she only slightly resisted. And then melted into. And then we walked home.
At my place… it was time for sex. And she fucked around forever. Packing. And taking a bath.
And it was time for bed… no romantic vibe at all. Just chores, getting ready for bed. She wasn’t the slightly bit sexual. And then we got in bed. I put on a movie. And… I proceed to escalate.
She said, “no, no.” She put up a decent front. She told me she was tired. She had dressed for bed in shorts and a big sweatshirt. I fished around the edges of her clothes for access to her soft skin. She turned her back to me, saying, “we should sleep.” She would knock my hands away as they wandered over her body.
LMR. I would get some brief, non-enthusiastic kisses from her, here and there. She was telling me “no”… that she had to get up early… all that. Resistance… but she was smiling the whole time… giving me clear clues that she wasn’t serious.
So… I pinned her down. And I put my full weight on top of her. And forced my mouth over hers. And… she melted again. She completely surrendered.
Good kissing. But beyond that, she was back to that “stiff doll” feel she had four years earlier in my apartment in Shibuya. But as I said above… that night back then in 2014 had taught me a lot. And I have seen bits of this kind of behavior since then with other girls. So I kept leading. And escalating. And her LMR was completely gone.
I got her naked and ate her pussy. I got mild reactions out of her, but she wasn’t fun about it. She told me later, I am the only boy that has ever done that to her (and I’ve done it both times she was in my bed). And I tried to get her to suck my cock, but she refused. I kind of wish I had made her do it. Had forced her to suck it… “breaking down” the Princess still further… but I did not.
After that… I put on one of the world’s best condoms (0.01s this time)… and I fucked her.
The best part was turning her over, and fucking her from behind. Her ass is great. Maybe her best feature. And she seemed to like it most form behind as well. But she was complaining (typical her), saying it hurt. And I couldn’t tell if that was real… or more princess bullshit. She is a difficult girl… even in bed.
I rolled her over onto her back…. sat up, and leaned over her, and fucked her some more. More noisy princess complaints. So I pushed her legs back, put her hand on my balls, and I stroked my cock… and shot a robust load all over her tits, her tiny pink nipples, up into her face, and across her neck. She said, “oh!, oh!, oh!” with each blast. She was shocked, but smiled, and loved it.
No +1 here… this notch was mine years ago.
It was a good time, but the sex was… not great.
It’s been years… she has had at least two boyfriends since I fucked her last… but she hasn’t gotten any better in bed. She is a selfish girl… self-absorbed. And not particularly passionate. You can get her to surrender, and she is genuinely sexy in that role, but she is not a sexual girl (not that I have ever seen). She likes the experience… she likes the overall story… but she is a bit of a dead fish in the sheets… one that complains while you fuck her. Not a good lay at all.
Coming all over her was precious, though. A great orgasm, physically and visual and emotionally. I’m 45. I can’t always spray a girl down… but I did this time. I drenched the little thing in come.
I was proud… and ready for sleep.
We slept on separate parts of the bed (no “lovers vibe”). I wasn’t temped to kiss her at all, as we slept (and I always do that with good lovers). In the morning, we got up early… 6 AM. She showered and packed up. I took her to the train. And I was happy to be free of her and her selfishness and requirements.
………………
She likes me. I think she wanted to fuck me. Fucking her wasn’t the challenge here… it was keeping her under control… keeping her shackled with terms that worked for me… that is where I ran good game in this saga.
I did fuck her. I did like the experience of “managing” her. I learned, again, from this girl. And it didn’t cost me much in terms of time… I was able to game girls all around her visits.
The game was keeping her in a box. I won that game. And because I won, she did too.
This girl… will make many men miserable in her lifetime. But I had her on my terms. And since it was my plan… and I am a good planner… it was a good date… despite how naturally hard-to-handle a girl like this one can be.
………………
She and I talked about her coming to see me during this visit. I wasn’t encouraging it. I kept putting conditions on it. “Well see,” I said.
But she pressed hard.
HER: On the plane now.
HER: Thank you for yesterday and today.
HER: Had a wonderful night
HER: Surprised at your body
This ^ is her reacting to me being physically dominant. To me holding her down. She is bad lover, but she loved dominance… and I like that about her.
HER: Hope to catch up in CA:))
I responded with some nice, validating stuff. I like her. She’s a good girl, at some level. But she is the kind of project I don’t want. Too much work… for too little reward. She will tool the hell out of some rich Korean guy soon, I’m sure. I wish him luck.
And then I got this, unprompted, two days after I fucked her:
HER: [she sent me a very sexy shot of her from behind, in a dress]
HER: Haha was it worth working out?
HER: Will be back with this body in your city
Here ^ she is blatantly baiting me with sex. Which is unlike her. She has no passion, but she knows I’ll fuck her if I can (I have twice now). I think maybe she was still a little “high” herself from being fucked… this was “post-sex” glow and exuberance.
And it was all quite validating… as I know she had a great time… and she was plotting to set up a “next time.” I gave her the jet-set, rich girl, high-end fantasy she wanted. And even though I’m not convinced she likes sex all that much… I spanked her amazing ass as I pounded into her hips… so she got some sexy aspects too… and she got my come across her lips and chin and cheeks to finish it off. She got to feel some sexual dominance from a man with experience. She got her flavor of “50 shades” in Tokyo.
Good for her.
I won’t see her in my city. If she follows up, I’ll make an excuse. She is a nice girl. And I had fun with her all three times I saw her. And it’s a cool little chapter in my experience… but I think it’s over.
She was my third lay of this trip. She is a pain in the ass, but I had a good experience. And we know she did… specifically, I believe, because I gave her the dominance and boundaries that she craves.
Viva daygame.
Bang bang bang!
THIS, man, this:
“no chasing from me”
There.
The description of sex with her sounds like every Asian (like, not Asian-American) girl I’ve ever kissed/fucked. It sounds like my greatest nightmare, and why I don’t go after those types of girls. You enjoy the struggle, and more power to you, Nash.
I’m curious, why did you think nightgame was a failed strategy for you? Do you think it just doesn’t suit you, or do you think you didn’t put as much work into getting better at it as you should have, or something else?
I’ve been going out more at night recently. Girls are more receptive, more attractive, and more my type. There’s higher volume, which means no longer pounding the streets for three hours to find <5 approachable girls. I *think* it suits me so far, but I will run the numbers to see.
>>> and why I don’t go after those types of girls. You enjoy the struggle, and more power to you, Nash.
Hey, hey, hey. I ONLY post about sex with Asian girls… and this is the ONLY post like this. No… this is not an Asian girl thing. This is a “this girl” thing.
I have fucked a lot of Asian girls… they are all very different… and she is “the most different” in terms of this starfish, complaining, stiff thing from her.
It was still a great experience for me… as a SEDUCER. As for sex… I’ve had better. For certain.
>> I’m curious, why did you think nightgame was a failed strategy for you? Do you think it just doesn’t suit you, or do you think you didn’t put as much work into getting better at it as you should have, or something else?
I am point to going out to clubs, and getting WASTER, as a path to sex. For me… I did that maybe 10,000 nights… and got laid a couple of times. I’m exaggerating… but that’s mostly true for most guys.
This is THE strategy for many men… go out to bar… get drunk… pray. That’s why I point to it. It fails at high volume.
I know that is not how YOU, my friend, would do night game. So YMMV.
On this last trip to Tokyo… I went to exactly 1 club. It was fun. I ran some night game, tried to take a girl home, etc. But even in that club… compared to a day on the street… I talked to three girls that night… all pretty mediocre. Vs 20-40 girls a day on the street. One has cover charge, drinks, staying up late… the other, is free, sober, “open” everyday… For me… the choice is obvious.
>> Girls are more receptive, more attractive
We all have what we like… to each his own.
For me… night game girls are more “receptive”… in a shallow, attention seeking manner. They came to be hit on… so they are not surprised. They are also more often in groups. For that, and 100 other reasons (music, other dudes, etc), they are infinitely more distracted in clubs/bars. Everything about the experience is more artificial and shallow.
I am 1000% certain, that for me, they are “lower quality” on every spectrum.
And I will add… girls wearing lots of makeup does NOT equal “attractive” to me. -1, at least, if she’s wearing a lot of makeup. So club/bar girls, in tight dresses and wearing lots of makeup… mostly look ridiculous to me. And then add the fact that they are often drunk… -1 again.
This is my POV.
I love clubs/bars. I still go, very often… to drink with my friends… and to dance… but never to pick up.
To pick up… no comparison. Daygame, daygame, daygame. But… I am a daygamer. This should be no surprise to anyone.
Even back here in my city… talked to 10, very cute, very sober, very “not distracted” girls today. Much better for me.
I think there are lots of variations of night game. It is very dependent on the venue (the layout and set up) the mix of the crowd, the night of the week, the people you are with etc. If you can find a place that pulls the right type of crowd (student nights that don’t only attract students, or a place where there is a crowd that has a lot of what you like and you fit the crowd) and a venue that has different rooms or levels and vibes in the one place – you can have success. If you go out with one other guy who is equally high value and have a drink and chat like you are there to have a good time together catching up is best. You don’t want a disparity between the two guys or be the two sharks scanning the masses looking for something to swim by. You are there displaying value waiting to be hit on and choose from comes. Once you get into a bigger group you need to be the apex.
Unless you get some signal from a girl its a waste of time approaching and even that approaching is opening what has been positioned right in front of you or beside you. If you have the right vibe and look the girls come to you and possibly the right frame of mind. I am not talking extroverted girls either, introverted girls mostly. Or they position themselves so close to you its right in your face.You should be able to attract the girls you want. You can even find the right venue and go there by yourself and stay for a short enough period of time at the right time of night the girls will approach ( as long as you don’t look like a lost puppy and handle the where are your friends question).
Named DJ events are good as people are there because of the music, they have paid to get in and its not only the club skanks who go out every week. The girls will be in your face if they are interested and I am not much of a dancer. If you don’t like them just dance away doing nothing another will dance over. Even if you don’t talk they will often approach if you take a break. I guess its the luck of the draw when you talk to them if the inside matches the outside. Sober at these things is best.
It could be in the mind. If you have the idea the girls will come to you if they are interested might be the trick. Just do the opposite to every other guy.
You could try that rather then think I have to approach or night game is 1000s of approaches.
Display your Top guy value and then look for the signals.
I never cold approached a girl in a club with success in the handful of times I tried but have been approached countless times. It wasn’t ever in my mind to approach as doing nothing seemed to work. Girls appear by your side. People think this is unheard of if you tell them or they think it was a one off. Or going out by yourself is unheard of by a lot of people let alone being approached. I was three for three in one stretch although I didn’t go out by myself too often. Girls are forward in night game. You don’t have to take everything that is thrown your way just what you like. Chasing and cold approaching as you have seen just doesn’t work. You are just another guy in long list for the night. Why add your name to it. Having said that some nights there is nothing that appeals to you or you are out of sorts. I don’t go out all that often now but it still happens – girls approach.
Great story! Inspiring to see all the progress you’re making…
HER: Why me ? You also met Korean girl in us
HER: And you can meet other Japanese in Tokyo
HER: pout
NASH: I don’t care about “Korean.”
NASH: You and I have good chemistry…
NASH: And you know it.
NASH: ….
NASH: If you come… You cannot be a “princess”
NASH: That’s not what I want
NASH: …
NASH But if you come…
NASH: Stay for two nights… and you can stay with me.
NASH: In my tiny, but nice apartment.
NASH: Only 2 nights… If you stay longer we will fight!
NASH: [and I sent a pic of a 3 year old with and angry face making a fist]”
In this moment her buying temp is low, she’s acting like a princess and you come back by investing a dozen lines of text and pushing against the wall. If you don’t like her behavior IMO there is only one effective way to respond via text: don’t. Silence shows that you are too busy to deal with the sort of energy she is presenting and it will force her to come back and show up in a more beautiful state. Or if she doesn’t show up with that energy then filter her out. Win-win. She did eventually come back because you went silent for a while and she liked you enough, but IMO this sort of texting got in the way of things moving forward faster and might get in the way with other girls.
This time, in contrast, she saw your boundaries in your *actions* which is why they meant something. Actions ‘speak’ louder than words, and in the text above you are *telling* her not to be a princess but *showing* that you will respond to her texts and extend invitations when she’s acting like one. Granted this texting was from a while back, so maybe you’d handle it differently now.
Yes. Then he didn’t text more. That wait reframed the past – the ‘chase’ became a ‘flirt’, she got pulled, even though he was pushing against a wall. But yes, that wall of text is 1000% tussle.
Hats off for all the progress man. Here are some pointers on these communications and texts
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Tussle: when you stop the flow and you require that the girl puts in explicit positive energy to move forward. Or, you present chaos and you stop to make her set the order. Or, you switch to woman and make her be the man. That switch back and forth is the ‘fight’ you’re doing with them, leading to a certain point but then switching roles and wanting that they lead one or two moves.
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Compare:
“NASH: We’ll listen to music… and I will definitely kiss you”
vs
“NASH: We’ll listen to music ;-)”
vs
“NASH: We’ll listen to music ;-) (kiss)”
* * *
Or, you keep doing the announcing and thinking that it works, but compared to what? try not announcing but winking, and not announcing and doing.
What you’ll find is that announcing has the lowest arousal rate and it creates the more friction and resistance down the line. You’re putting shit on your own path. Why? examine
“NASH: We’ll listen to music… and I will definitely kiss you”
There you’re stating intent verbally but not doing it. She has to say YES, so she says YES NOW to going to your place (to have sex) where you will kiss. So she is open to a kiss NOW. But you’re not kissing her, now. Guess what happens here.
Guessed?
You miss the window. You created a ramp, she says yes, then you ignore it. All the way home her arousal is coming down, she knows you want to kiss her, but you’re not doing it, and she said yes, so what’s stopping you? well, your own insecurities, so you’re bottom guy, but you also aroused her! so to this state of confusion, she WILL pull the breaks and resist, she’ll resist your bottom frame.
Do you love that line so much you can’t let it go? fix it by adding action
“NASH: We’ll listen to music… and I will definitely kiss you”
“Her: (puppy eyes) ”
“NASH: (kisses the girl)” (TAKE ACTION)
“NASH: Let’s go”
You will see the LMR disappear.
* * *
“NASH: We’ll listen to music ;-)”
The wink is stronger than the announcing, it means ‘sex’ but you gave the false excuse so she doesn’t have to commit now.
Ah – the false excuse is what allows her to not committing now. It’s mandatory. She only needs to commit to something when she is ready, in the now. When you announce you’re trying to do a contract.
* * *
“NASH: We’ll listen to music ;-) (kiss)”
There’s a small pause after the wink to get her to react to it, so the wink is the ramp for the kiss. You have there the false excuse (which is her exit to not have to commit now to sex), the wink which is the actual invitation to sex and the flirt, then the pause to allow her to accommodate and react, and then the call to action which is an action itself. That above is top guy frame and clean. There are no obstacles, it’s all leading. We can even bring it up more
* * *
“NASH: The same we’re doing here, but better ;-) (kiss)”
That line is my default. The ‘false excuse’ is gone. We’re not going back, we’re staying on the same level as here but better. There are no walls anywhere. She can’t say no to that, and won’t say no to that. I banged all the girls with that line. But we can even make it better
* * *
“NASH: What? ;-) (kiss)
NASH: Let’s go”
This is what happens when you don’t even entertain the possibility of you justifying to her. After the kiss you can say “I have a pet let’s check my pet” or “I have pizza at home let’s go” and this is you actually MAKING FUN of her attempt to make you qualify to her. This multiplies her arousal level x10. It’s bam bam bam bam rubbing her arousal, doubling down on the opening, letting her react to your leadership, and NOT putting her on the spot and asking her to pre-approve your moves or giving her the reigns to decide what’s next because you’re slowing down the pace, while NOT pushing so fast that she needs to pull the brakes anywhere.
So let’s roll back:
“NASH: We’ll listen to music… and I will definitely kiss you”
Do you see it? false excuse to not have to commit, followed by an announce that removes the false excuse and forces her to commit, then it also shows intent, but you’re not acting on the intent. Then she says yes (miracle) so she’s very DTF, but you still don’t act. Result: she’ll try to pull brakes to see what the fuck is going on.
But don’t take my word: Actually try the alternatives and take notes.
Don’t get so in love with a system that seems to be working a % of the time that it prevents you from learning more.
Another interaction which was the most interesting for me
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FIRST, this is what it would look like if dealing with a top frame
HER: Everyone remembers you ! Maybe becuz you’re nice with good manner .
NASH: Yeah Im the best, plus my huge cock! ;-)
NASH: you’re nice too <3
HER: Hahaha
NASH: ;-)
wait
HER: I was planning to come to Tokyo, but I went there 7-8 times already…
HER: [some more about money]
HER: I will consider more, but my possibility is about 30-40 percent :(
NASH: Hey don’t come! ;-)
wait
HER: Hahaha
NASH: Ping me when you're here, we'll have a great time
HER: 30-40 percent! I already went japan on late October :(
NASH: Yeah whatever
wait
HER: Why me ? You also met Korean girl in us
HER: And you can meet other Japanese in Tokyo
HER: pout
NASH: Yeah the korean and japanese girls love me ;-)
wait
NASH: But I want to get out with you
wait
HER: Hey im missing you suddenly
NASH: Me too. Pack your bags and come
Bang bang bang.
DISCLAIMER: the above has a loooot of shit tests coming from her. In reality these came because your interactions came from bottom frame and Im just using the texts she gave you, so there's a misframe. In reality the interaction would have been simpler and sweeter and less back and forth because the pace would have been properly set earlier on. Likely the 'pack your bags and come' would have happened mid conversation
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NOW THE BREAKDOWN
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"HER: Everyone remembers you ! Maybe becuz you’re nice with good manner .
NASH: I am always nice… unless you don’t treat me well."
I see what you're doing there, showing some teeth. But "Im always nice" is shit game, and "unless you don't treat me well" is shit too, it mans your state is reactive to hers. Here's how to actually reward her
"NASH: you're nice too ;-)" (flirt)
And here's how you take that, reward, and bring it up a notch
"NASH: Yeah Im the best ;-)" (cocky funny)
Here's how you do both and melt her pussy
"NASH: Yeah Im the best, plus my huge cock! ;-)" (cocky funny, pushed)
"NASH: you're nice too : ]
NASH: And we have fun together.”
That’s not a pull – you’re pursuing her when there’s a wall, which means this is CHASE.
There’s a wall and you pursue more: chase. But there wasn’t a wall until you tussled your way into her puzzle. You’re creating this stuff. So she replies with a shit test
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“HER: Why me ? You also met Korean girl in us
HER: And you can meet other Japanese in Tokyo
HER: pout”
The problem with addressing this is that, in context, you’re down the rabbit of tussle and fiery negotiation and bottom shit territory, so this reframes anything you do as coming from a lower place. For example if these lines above are early in the conversation, you can reply with:
“NASH: Yeah the korean and japanese girls love me ;-)
NASH: But I want to get out with you”
However the pit here is that the frame is getting low and low and low, so any attempt of validating her is coming from that lower than her frame, which means it’s desperate and trying to buy her approval. The more complicated this gets, the more complicated this gets – and the easier the game gets, the easier it gets. If you had replied with my “Great, ping me when you’re here” line, then the conversation takes a completely different turn and you don’t get lost in these allies.
So how do you reply:
“NASH: I don’t care about “Korean.”
NASH: You and I have good chemistry…
NASH: And you know it.
NASH: ….
NASH: If you come… You cannot be a “princess”
NASH: That’s not what I want
NASH: …
NASH But if you come…
NASH: Stay for two nights… and you can stay with me.
NASH: In my tiny, but nice apartment.
NASH: Only 2 nights… If you stay longer we will fight!
NASH: [and I sent a pic of a 3 year old with and angry face making a fist]”
This is shit game. Even more so in context.
“As I read all this now… I like it.”
Then the above lines are ‘you’ and you match them in your current form. Which is fine. I wrote horrible romantic omega poetry and I read it back and I like it. I just also know they are shit ‘game’.
Basically man, the only thing she ever did here was to give you a 40% chance of a yes to come to japan and fuck you.
Your reply to that had to be to take that ‘yes’, rub it some, arouse her, and get her to come and fuck her brains out. What you did instead was to neg her with a ‘don’t come’, which may have been fine if you know what you’re doing and how to take that ‘hahaha’ response to it’s destination – but then proceeded to inject your own tussle and did back and forth, putting her on the spot, trying to make her commit, etc, strange dance. Very strange dance. Then fucking magic happens.
She doesn’t reply, of course, you burnt this shit down. But then some magic happens.
YOU STOP TALKING.
You don’t text more, you don’t chase.
And that wait, for her, when her cycle moves, eventually the shit gets reframed, and she turns back at the memory of you after some disappointment with some other guy in the moment when she’s physically hungry for alpha cock and looks back at you, and your ‘not chase’ means you don’t actually need her, so you’re not lower in value, then
“HER: Hey im missing you suddenly”
Take that in, as well.
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What worked in all this interaction? put it all together. Only two things
1) You said: Don’t come
2) You didn’t chase after you stating some rules.
What was missing in this interaction?
You taking any sort of opening.
Now read my rescripted chat again and see what you find.
NASH – Please delete this comment above, it got messed up somehow, I’ll repost
[THIS IS THE PROPER COMMENT, DELETE THE OTHER ONE]
Another interaction which was the most interesting for me
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FIRST, this is what it would look like if dealing with a top frame
HER: Everyone remembers you ! Maybe becuz you’re nice with good manner .
NASH: Yeah Im the best, plus my huge cock! ;-)
NASH: you’re nice too <3
HER: Hahaha
NASH: ;-)
wait
HER: I was planning to come to Tokyo, but I went there 7-8 times already…
HER: [some more about money]
HER: I will consider more, but my possibility is about 30-40 percent :(
NASH: Hey don’t come! ;-)
wait
HER: Hahaha
NASH: Ping me when you're here, we'll have a great time
wait
HER: 30-40 percent! I already went japan on late October :(
NASH: Yeah whatever
wait
HER: Why me ? You also met Korean girl in us
HER: And you can meet other Japanese in Tokyo
HER: pout
NASH: Yeah the korean and japanese girls love me ;-)
wait
NASH: But I want to get out with you
wait
HER: Hey im missing you suddenly
NASH: Me too. Pack your bags and come
Bang bang bang.
DISCLAIMER: the above has a loooot of shit tests coming from her. In reality these came because your interactions came from bottom frame and Im just using the texts she gave you, so there's a misframe. In reality the interaction would have been simpler and sweeter and less back and forth because the pace would have been properly set earlier on. Likely the 'pack your bags and come' would have happened mid conversation
===================
NOW THE BREAKDOWN
===================
"HER: Everyone remembers you ! Maybe becuz you’re nice with good manner .
NASH: I am always nice… unless you don’t treat me well."
I see what you're doing there, showing some teeth. But "Im always nice" is shit game, and "unless you don't treat me well" is shit too, it mans your state is reactive to hers. Here's how to actually reward her
"NASH: you're nice too ;-)" (flirt)
And here's how you take that, reward, and bring it up a notch
"NASH: Yeah Im the best ;-)" (cocky funny)
Here's how you do both and melt her pussy
"NASH: Yeah Im the best, plus my huge cock! ;-)" (cocky funny, pushed)
NASH: you’re nice too : ]
NASH: And we have fun together.”
You created all this shit. There was no mess when she started this talk, you introduced all of it.
————————
Now because she was DTF and you pushed her away, created a wall, and then you splatt against your own wall, she’s confused, so she wants that you explain wtf is going on:
“HER: Why me ? You also met Korean girl in us
HER: And you can meet other Japanese in Tokyo
HER: pout”
A normal validation would solve this stuff – the problem is that giving her validation after you just started to CHASE means you’re now reframed as a chaser. So telling her “I like YOU” turns what normally would be fine masculine behavior, into pathetic bottomness. So I would reframe that first
“Yeah asian girls love me”
Then redirect it
“But I want to go out with you”
We are in VERY murky territory though. Very fucking murky.
So how did you reply:
“NASH: I don’t care about “Korean.”
NASH: You and I have good chemistry…
NASH: And you know it.
NASH: ….
NASH: If you come… You cannot be a “princess”
NASH: That’s not what I want
NASH: …
NASH But if you come…
NASH: Stay for two nights… and you can stay with me.
NASH: In my tiny, but nice apartment.
NASH: Only 2 nights… If you stay longer we will fight!
NASH: [and I sent a pic of a 3 year old with and angry face making a fist]”
This is shit game. Even more so in context.
“As I read all this now… I like it.”
Then the above lines are ‘you’ and you match them in your current state. Which is fine. I wrote horrible romantic omega poetry and I read it back and I like it. I just also know they are shit ‘game’.
She doesn’t reply, of course, you burnt this shit down. But then some magic happens.
YOU STOP TALKING.
You don’t text more, you don’t chase.
And that wait, for her, when her cycle moves, eventually the shit gets reframed, and she turns back at the memory of you after some disappointment with some other guy in the moment when she’s physically hungry for alpha cock and looks back at you, and your ‘not chase’ means you don’t actually need her, so you’re not lower in value, then
“HER: Hey im missing you suddenly”
Take that in, as well.
——————————————-
——————————————-
——————————————-
What worked in all this interaction? put it all together. Only two things
1) You said: Don’t come
2) You didn’t chase after you stating some rules.
What was missing in this interaction?
You taking any sort of opening.
So all the other stuff – all the tussle, is something you can surgically remove out of the interaction and see what happens. You’ll like what happens.
Now read my rescripted chat again and see what you find.
NASH – please delete this one too. Not sure what’s up but wordpress is fucking up the comment when I post it. Will try once again, maybe some formatting is making the site shuffle my shit around
[THE THIRD IS THE CHARM, NASH PLEASE DELETE THE PREVIOUS ONES]
Another interaction which was the most interesting for me
————————————
FIRST, this is what it would look like if dealing with a top frame
HER: Everyone remembers you ! Maybe becuz you’re nice with good manner .
NASH: Yeah Im the best, plus my huge cock! ;-)
NASH: you’re nice too <3
HER: Hahaha
NASH: ;-)
wait
HER: I was planning to come to Tokyo, but I went there 7-8 times already…
HER: [some more about money]
HER: I will consider more, but my possibility is about 30-40 percent :(
NASH: Hey don’t come! ;-)
wait
HER: Hahaha
NASH: Ping me when you're here, we'll have a great time
wait
HER: 30-40 percent! I already went japan on late October :(
NASH: Yeah whatever
wait
HER: Why me ? You also met Korean girl in us
HER: And you can meet other Japanese in Tokyo
HER: pout
NASH: Yeah the korean and japanese girls love me ;-)
wait
NASH: But I want to get out with you
wait
HER: Hey im missing you suddenly
NASH: Me too. Pack your bags and come
Bang bang bang.
DISCLAIMER: the above has a loooot of shit tests coming from her. In reality these came because your interactions came from bottom frame and Im just using the texts she gave you, so there's a misframe. In reality the interaction would have been simpler and sweeter and less back and forth because the pace would have been properly set earlier on. Likely the 'pack your bags and come' would have happened mid conversation
===================
NOW THE BREAKDOWN
===================
"HER: Everyone remembers you ! Maybe becuz you’re nice with good manner .
NASH: I am always nice… unless you don’t treat me well."
I see what you're doing there, showing some teeth. But "Im always nice" is shit game, and "unless you don't treat me well" is shit too, it mans your state is reactive to hers. Here's how to actually reward her
"NASH: you're nice too ;-)" (flirt)
And here's how you take that, reward, and bring it up a notch
"NASH: Yeah Im the best ;-)" (cocky funny)
Here's how you do both and melt her pussy
"NASH: Yeah Im the best, plus my huge cock! ;-)" (cocky funny, pushed)
NASH: you’re nice too : ]
NASH: And we have fun together.”
You created all this shit. There was no mess when she started this talk, you introduced all of it.
————————
Now because she was DTF and you pushed her away, created a wall, and then you splatt against your own wall, she’s confused, so she wants that you explain wtf is going on:
“HER: Why me ? You also met Korean girl in us
HER: And you can meet other Japanese in Tokyo
HER: pout”
A normal validation would solve this stuff – the problem is that giving her validation after you just started to CHASE means you’re now reframed as a chaser. So telling her “I like YOU” turns what normally would be fine masculine behavior, into pathetic bottomness. So I would reframe that first
“Yeah asian girls love me”
Then redirect it
“But I want to go out with you”
We are in VERY murky territory though. Very fucking murky.
So how did you reply:
“NASH: I don’t care about “Korean.”
NASH: You and I have good chemistry…
NASH: And you know it.
NASH: ….
NASH: If you come… You cannot be a “princess”
NASH: That’s not what I want
NASH: …
NASH But if you come…
NASH: Stay for two nights… and you can stay with me.
NASH: In my tiny, but nice apartment.
NASH: Only 2 nights… If you stay longer we will fight!
NASH: [and I sent a pic of a 3 year old with and angry face making a fist]”
This is shit game. Even more so in context.
“As I read all this now… I like it.”
Then the above lines are ‘you’ and you match them in your current state. Which is fine. I wrote horrible romantic omega poetry and I read it back and I like it. I just also know they are shit ‘game’.
She doesn’t reply, of course, you burnt this shit down. But then some magic happens.
YOU STOP TALKING.
You don’t text more, you don’t chase.
And that wait, for her, when her cycle moves, eventually the shit gets reframed, and she turns back at the memory of you after some disappointment with some other guy in the moment when she’s physically hungry for alpha cock and looks back at you, and your ‘not chase’ means you don’t actually need her, so you’re not lower in value, then
“HER: Hey im missing you suddenly”
Take that in, as well.
——————————————-
——————————————-
——————————————-
What worked in all this interaction? put it all together. Only two things
1) You said: Don’t come
2) You didn’t chase after you stating some rules.
What was missing in this interaction?
You taking any sort of opening.
So all the other stuff – all the tussle, is something you can surgically remove out of the interaction and see what happens. You’ll like what happens.
Now read my rescripted chat again and see what you find.
[FOURTH ATTEMPT….]
Another interaction which was the most interesting for me
————————————
FIRST, this is what it would look like if dealing with a top frame
HER: Everyone remembers you ! Maybe becuz you’re nice with good manner .
NASH: Yeah Im the best, plus my huge cock! ;-)
NASH: you’re nice too <3
HER: Hahaha
NASH: ;-)
wait
HER: I was planning to come to Tokyo, but I went there 7-8 times already…
HER: [some more about money]
HER: I will consider more, but my possibility is about 30-40 percent :(
NASH: Hey don’t come! ;-)
wait
HER: Hahaha
NASH: Ping me when you're here, we'll have a great time
wait
HER: 30-40 percent! I already went japan on late October :(
NASH: Yeah whatever
wait
HER: Why me ? You also met Korean girl in us
HER: And you can meet other Japanese in Tokyo
HER: pout
NASH: Yeah the korean and japanese girls love me ;-)
wait
NASH: But I want to get out with you
wait
HER: Hey im missing you suddenly
NASH: Me too. Pack your bags and come
Bang bang bang.
DISCLAIMER: the above has a loooot of shit tests coming from her. In reality these came because your interactions came from bottom frame and Im just using the texts she gave you, so there's a misframe. In reality the interaction would have been simpler and sweeter and less back and forth because the pace would have been properly set earlier on. Likely the 'pack your bags and come' would have happened mid conversation
===================
NOW THE BREAKDOWN
===================
"HER: Everyone remembers you ! Maybe becuz you’re nice with good manner .
NASH: I am always nice… unless you don’t treat me well."
I see what you're doing there, showing some teeth. But "Im always nice" is shit game, and "unless you don't treat me well" is shit too, it mans your state is reactive to hers. Here's how to actually reward her
"NASH: you're nice too ;-)" (flirt)
And here's how you take that, reward, and bring it up a notch
"NASH: Yeah Im the best ;-)" (cocky funny)
Here's how you do both and melt her pussy
"NASH: Yeah Im the best, plus my huge cock! ;-) (cocky funny, pushed)
NASH: you’re nice too <3
HER: hahahah
NASH: ;-)"
Do you see it? you tried to show some teeth, I actually showed some teeth
————–
"HER: I was planning to come to Tokyo, but I went there 7-8 times already…
HER: (some more about money)
HER: I will consider more, but my possibility is about 30-40 percent :(
NASH: Don’t come.
HER: Hahaha"
So, the Don't come can be good game. But look at the overall pic
She's basically offering you pussy here, out of her own volition, with a 40% chance of happening. It's not that you invited her, she is OFFERING YOU her pussy. It's wrapped up in that puzzle, money and % and stuff.
The top guy response is to take the opening, or, you invest in the 40% yes
The bottom guy response is to take the obstacles and get stuck there, so you invest in the 60% no
Pure top guy response would be:
NASH: "Come and we'll have a great time"
However the wall needs to be dealt with, punished. So "Don't come" can do that. I would just add a wink to make it explicit
NASH: Hey don’t come! ;-)
HER: Hahaha"
Followed by the actual top guy call to action
NASH: Ping me when you're here, we'll have a great time
Do you see it?
What did you do instead, you said "don't come" but then got stuck there
"NASH: Unless you want to be kissed.
NASH: !!!
NASH: By a man with good manners.
NASH: (and I sent a pic of some classic male movie icon in repose)"
This is 100% bottom guy tussle. Why?
You're putting her on the spot, negotiating back and forth, calling back to the little validation she gave you before with the good manners stuff, then investing more there.
Where are you not investing? on her yes. On the YES part. She did give you a YES already. A 40% yes. Your job is to take that in. "Don't come unless you want to be kissed by a man of good manners" is an extra layer of games you're adding on top of her 'puzzle', you're trying to get her out of her frame to come into yours, except her game is a YES and your game is murky.
So she ignores your shit completely and doubles down on her offering, maybe you'll take the clue:
"HER: 30-40 percent! I already went japan on late October :("
See? she ignored your shit. File this under "stuff that doesn't work" and stop offering tussle when a girl gives you an invitation to fuck her. What did you do instead? you doubled down on tussle with a mini tamtrum
"NASH: So don’t come!!
NASH: I didn’t even say I wanted you to come. :)"
Do you see it? did you ever tell her "COME"? you're pushing her away, as if her 60% was a real thing. You didn't pull her in. So she takes your lead, you won!
"HER: Okay then . I won’t"
Lolio. So now you pushed her and she's walking away from you, because that's what you made her do. And when she's going away, now you try to pull her. Pulling when she's giving you a wall is CHASE
"NASH: But…
NASH: I DO WANT TO KISS YOU!!!
NASH: :)
NASH: And we have fun together."
You created all this shit. There was no mess when she started this talk, you introduced all of it.
————————
Now because she was DTF and you pushed her away, created a wall, and then you splatt against your own wall, she's confused, so she wants that you explain wtf is going on:
"HER: Why me ? You also met Korean girl in us
HER: And you can meet other Japanese in Tokyo
HER: pout"
A normal validation would solve this stuff – the problem is that giving her validation after you just started to CHASE means you're now reframed as a chaser. So telling her "I like YOU" turns what normally would be fine masculine behavior, into pathetic bottomness. So I would reframe that first
"Yeah asian girls love me"
Then redirect it
"But I want to go out with you"
We are in VERY murky territory though. Very fucking murky.
So how did you reply:
“NASH: I don’t care about “Korean.”
NASH: You and I have good chemistry…
NASH: And you know it.
NASH: ….
NASH: If you come… You cannot be a “princess”
NASH: That’s not what I want
NASH: …
NASH But if you come…
NASH: Stay for two nights… and you can stay with me.
NASH: In my tiny, but nice apartment.
NASH: Only 2 nights… If you stay longer we will fight!
NASH: (and I sent a pic of a 3 year old with and angry face making a fist)”
This is shit game. Even more so in context.
“As I read all this now… I like it.”
Then the above lines are ‘you’ and you match them in your current state. Which is fine. I wrote horrible romantic omega poetry and I read it back and I like it. I just also know they are shit ‘game’.
She doesn’t reply, of course, you burnt this shit down. But then some magic happens.
YOU STOP TALKING.
You don’t text more, you don’t chase.
And that wait, for her, when her cycle moves, eventually the shit gets reframed, and she turns back at the memory of you after some disappointment with some other guy in the moment when she’s physically hungry for alpha cock and looks back at you, and your ‘not chase’ means you don’t actually need her, so you’re not lower in value, then
“HER: Hey im missing you suddenly”
NASH – this one rendered correctly – sorry for the mess. Please delete the previous attempts.
“HER: Hey im missing you suddenly”
Take that in, as well.
—————————————
What worked in all this interaction? put it all together. Only two things
1) You said: Don’t come
2) You didn’t chase after you stating some rules.
What was missing in this interaction?
You taking any sort of opening.
So all the other stuff – all the tussle, is something you can surgically remove out of the interaction and see what happens. You’ll like what happens.
Now read my rescripted chat again and see what you find.
—————————————
—————————————
—————————————
What worked in all this interaction? put it all together. Only two things
1) You said: Don’t come
2) You didn’t chase after you stating some rules.
What was missing in this interaction?
You taking any sort of opening.
So all the other stuff – all the tussle, is something you can surgically remove out of the interaction and see what happens. You’ll like what happens.
Now read my rescripted chat again and see what you find.
Man this html bug is strong :-D
OK, from the description I get the feeling this girl is a bit frigid but you’re thawing her out. Do you know if she’s come yet? Or even at all? Give her a chance to hopelessly love the D.
Yohami,
does
‚You don’t text more, you don’t chase.
And that wait, for her, when her cycle moves, eventually the shit gets reframed, and she turns back at the memory of you after some disappointment with some other guy in the moment when she’s physically hungry for alpha cock and looks back at you, and your ‘not chase’ means you don’t actually need her, so you’re not lower in value‘
also work with girls where I screwed it up, like with that Nadina, who eventually blocked/removed me ?
In other words, would a ping via new channel SMS/text (WhatsApp messages are undeliverable), like
‘Hey party girl’
WAIT
work or would it be chasing, not punishing her for bad behaviour, aka bottom guy try hard?
Do I need to write off every girl I fucked up texting with for good?
Thank you
Ah, and if you have time:
‘Main problem is you’re going for lighthearted rapport at all times.’
So on every opening of hers I should show my dick verbally and then just go for the logistics, without further unnecessary words? E. g.
HER
‘Tomorrow if today I stay at home ok?’
ME
‘Ok tomorrow time X place Y. Wear sth. sexy to make up for it’
?