LR: No Lay, No Sleep!

[Verneshot]

I hope this is going to be short. I'll cut back on the unnecessary details as much as I can, and leave you guys with something you can learn from.

Friday nights for me are what I (among other people) like to call "Lay to Live Nights." Basically, on Fridays I go out with the intent of getting ONS or bust. If I don't get ONS, then I don't have a place to sleep because my place won't let anyone in past 2am on weekends.

The best thing about Lay to Live nights, or as I'll abbreviate them 'L2L' is that even though I don't get laid, I usually experience some massive breakthrough or insight about my game. It was during my L2Ls that I got the idea for using presumptions instead of questions, as well as the valuable insight that carrying yourself like you have high value translates to value in the eyes of others in the venue, among other things.

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I made plans with my wingman Nash to go out on a Friday night. I wanted to get my sarge on since I'd just been through a hell day at school. Before we met, I relaxed myself by listening to a hypnosis CD set that a friend had lent me.

We agreed to meet at Eastwood at around 11. I met Nash at Bedroom at around 11:30, hung out there and had Baileys before deciding to head to the local clubs and bars strip (the places at Eastwood were dead).

Most of the places there were dead as well, save this one club Decades, so we decided to roll over there. It was typical meat market night, large crowd as usual but not of such magnitude that I felt like a sardine among other sweaty sardines.

Nash proceeded to show me his dance game. Up to now, I'm still not a dance game person, and that night what he was showing was new to me. Still, I found that it helped get me in a fun mood. I remember thinking to myself that tonight was just like a video game. After feeling like an idiot for the first thirty minutes I started to get the groove of just dancing alone (though my dance game needs work, I must say).

I stalled for around an hour after our little dance game charade just hanging out at the bar and suffering through excuser mentality.

I approached my first set of the night at the bar near the couch. I remember putting on a big smile and open body language, and coming up to my target with "You guys look like you're having a great night, I hope you don't mind if we join in!"

The set flew open. The girl I opened (let's call her HBTall cause she was taller than me) was very receptive to us, and took a particular liking to me. She introduced us to their guy friends (their dates) and her friend whom I'll call HBPivot because she became our pivot the night after this report.

We exchanged pleasantries and got to know each other. During this time, I alternated between open-ended questions and presumptuous statements, such as the excerpt from my conversation with HBTall.

Verneshot: So where do you come from?
HBTall: [some place]. How about you?
Verneshot: I'm from [where I live]. It's the best foodtrip zone.
HBTall: Wow, so where do you go to school?
Verneshot: I'll tell you later. You know what, you look like a nursing student!
HBTall: Haha, actually I work already...I work in blah place.

And later in the interaction...

Verneshot (to everyone): How do you know each other? Let me guess, you're work buddies from the same department!
One of their loser dates: Actually, we're childhood friends.
Verneshot: Really? That is so sweet. I lost contact with my childhood friends when I moved here (notice the leading statement). Like, move closer together, you guys make such a cute couple (to loserDate and HBTall).

They comply and I disarm the guy in the process. +Compliance here.

Then the guy comes up with the predictable response to my leading statement.

loserDate: Ahh, you moved here? Are you from America?
Verneshot: I'm from Indonesia. (I'm not, but I lived there for most of my life)
loserDate: Oh, because you don't look like Indonesian.
Verneshot: Why thank you.

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[Verneshot]

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My wingman Nash and I pretty much alternated between talking to the guys and disarming them and talking to their girls and dancing with them. I guess the guys either liked us that much or got the message that their dates liked us, so they didn't really do much of anything to AMOG us out of their set.

Gentlemen, alpha-friendliness is the best AMOG tactic there is, bar none.

Back to the interaction, we didn't really establish who our targets were, so we had either one of the girls kinoing us at any one time. I remember simply dancing by myself when I felt like dancing, which compelled either HBTall or HBPivot to come dance with me.

HBTall seemed to be the one who was into me, so I took Nash aside for a second and told him that HBTall was my target. Nash mentioned that I wasn't paying enough attention to the guys and too much attention to the girls, so I took a little detour from HBTall and attended to their loser dates, just to make sure they were okay. Then I focused my efforts on HBTall. At this point I was holding her by her waist rather protectively and indifferently. She bought into it. I could start escalating physically further.

I pulled up a seat next to her and we began talking a little more. Again with the statement work, though this time I started DQ-ing and SOI'ing.

Verneshot: I wonder where your boyfriend is. He must be worried.
HBTall: I don't really have a boyfriend. I date around but I don't really have a relationship.
Verneshot: Haha really? I actually do that too! I like you so much now! [I pull her into a hug]
HBTall: Haha! [she pulls into my hug] There are so many other girls in the club, why do you like me?
Verneshot: I like you because not only are you attractive but you're very friendly and warm.
HBTall: *christmas lights* Aww thank you! but there's so many other women out there in the club! I bet you have a lot of girlfriends, don't you?
Verneshot:/ Would you have a problem with that? [I kino her more]
HBTall: No...not really.
Verneshot: That's the girl. [I reward her with even more kino, I pull her closer and let her lean against me]
Verneshot: Why do you ask?
HBTall: You're just such a nice guy, you're so friendly!
Verneshot: (DQing) Wow, thank you [kino on waist more] But I can be really mean sometimes. Sometimes really dull.
HBTall: Wow really? [she smiles again and moves in closer to me. +receptivity]
Verneshot: Yeah, really. =)

That conversational pattern repeated itself in some form about three times. During the second time, she asked me whether I would remember her after we left the club (looking for reassurance that I won't just leave her). I told her yeah, I would. By this time she was way past DDB. We took some time alternating between dancing and having this conversation again. By this time, our kino was getting intimate. I noticed Nash working on HBPivot.

By this time, the guys they were with knew that they were outgamed by us, and excused themselves to leave. HBPivot at first wanted to come with them, but HBTall wanted to stay with me. I was now focused on HBTall because we were deeply in rapport. Somehow, Nash got HBPivot to stay with him, and they moved to a table someplace else. At this point, me and HBTall were in isolation.

Our kino was escalated so much at that point that we were just dancing by ourselves, our faces touching already while we moved to the beat. From there, all I had to do was move closer and closer until our lips met. We kissed once, then I looked into her eyes. We smiled and started making out aggressively.

Now, almost every time I've been at this club Decades (or on an L2L for that matter), I've always been able to make out with some person or another. Some were horrible kissers. My first struck me like she didn't really know how. The one before this one gave me a bruise on my lip, which I panicked about for a while until I found out what it was.

HBTall was easily the best kisser I'd met at Decades. Every time we'd stop for a breather, she'd give me her Christmas lights smile while looking into my eyes. I found it charming - and that's when I knew I was either going to lay this girl or bust.

We moved over to a couch, where she sat on my lap and we made out more. I didn't find it romantic as much as I found it playful, which I liked about her. This wasn't just raising buying temperature, it was establishing even more rapport with her. During this time, I attempted my motel pull close on her.

Verneshot: It's still too early to go back to my place. I wanna go someplace to rest for a while. You can come with me if you want.
HBTall: Are you tired? I'm not sure if I can leave my friends...
Verneshot: I think they left already.
HBTall: No, HBPivot's still here [points to HBPivot and Nash]
Verneshot: I think Nash can take care of her.
HBTall: I don't know if I can leave them...
Verneshot: Okay. [makeout again]

This happened like three times. Lesson learned: Don't try and convince her. I could have pulled a Razorjack and been like "It's okay, we don't have to leave your friends, we don't have to make out more, and we don't have to have mind-blowing sex!" In retrospect, I could have been more of a leader and been indifferent to her friend sentiments, and pulled her anyway.

At that point, Nash mentioned he was hungry, and suggested that the four of us bounce over to McDonalds for some breakfast.

We walked over to McDonalds where we ordered our breakfast. During this time, I just kind of sat back while my wingman provided us with good conversation. I was honestly beat at that point and didn't talk much. I really did need to sleep at that point. I did keep on couple-kinoing with HBTall though, letting her play with my hand, rubbing her waist and tickling her there, etc.

5am. We decided to call it a night and hitch a cab home. We agreed on sharing a cab, though Nash backed out at the last minute to go on his own (I owe him one for solid wingmanship). The plan was to drop me off first, since I apparently lived nearer.

To my luck, the cab driver suggested that we drop off HBPivot first because she was nearer. I went along with the plan...because finally I could get the "friend obstacle" out of the way.

Anyway, we dropped HBPivot off at her house. She sat in the front while HBPivot and I sat at the back, cuddling and making out. Once we dropped her off, I looked outside, then back at HBTall.

Verneshot: Hm, it's still too early to go back to my place. I still wanna find a place to rest. Wanna come with me?
HBTall: [smiles and looks at me] It's up to you...
Verneshot: Sweet. [to the cab driver] Take us to the nearest hotel.

As expected, the driver drove us to the nearest hotel. As is usual for hotel pulls, no LMR whatesoever. We showered first because we were fucking sweaty from dancing earlier. She went first and I went afterward. When I got out of the shower, she was wrapped in her towel, with only her panties on.

She was dripping wet. The rest is history.

Verneshot

[*Silver*]

Nice Job! Patients worked for ya

Very nice read!!!!!

[maverick]

So, did you do it with her or not?
Man, no offence but your story seems cooked, dont mean to offend you or anything...just how i felt.

[Verneshot]

I don't know what you mean by "cooked", but if there's stuff you want clarified about this report then I'd be more than happy to fill in the blanks for you.

Did we do it? Well, it's labeled LR for a reason. I wanted to write about a pickup, not erotic literature.

[Sonic]

Respect

-S

[Entropy4]

Sounds legit to me. Way to force yourself to be persistent with the whole L2L concept. I feel like a lot of guys leave good sex at the door because they're complacent with just a # close or make-out, when if they put in another couple hours, they could bag her then and there.

[raki™]

..i personally know Verneshot. Rolled with him on few occassions and on one of his "L2L Nights", made out with a chic within minutes and finish the job in the ladies restroom but there's this issue of the bouncer. This guy's (along with his younger brother) 'flashy'..

..anyway, props for the LR bro.

[Dante Delacoix]

wow.. great work brother

respect!