Setting up the first date

Some days you hit the streets and despite having a loaded gun there is just nothing to shoot at. Daygame this weekend gone was pretty terrible around central London for me, all the hot girls had been sucked up to some other place, or maybe they are all just got fat and ugly.

None the less, I got 5 numbers, couple I won’t text as they are 5/6’s and a lot less hot than either the Italian or the Bulgarian. The rest I’d bang but am not really prepared to put any substantial effort into it (3 girls). 1 English/Chinese 19, 1 American/Egyptian (early 20s) and 1 out and out American girl (early 20s).


Chinese 19 – like this in black leather bottoms

The two Americans I pushed quickly for the date (within 3 texts, see below).

My current text format is this:

Me: “Hi <nickname>, nice but random to meet you, Are you always so friendly to strangers? ūüėČ Cromlock”

Girl: “Do you meet many girls like this?” – Normally they ask if I meet many girls on the street – it’s predictable.

Me: “Only the cute ones, ūüėČ ps. are you a wine or cocktails girl?” – Date seed.

Girl:¬†“Blah, blah” – They normally say one or the other, or both or neither – doesn’t matter.

Me:¬†“Ok, I know a great bar, <wine/cocktails> <day1>/<day2> <time>? ;)” – I always give a choice of 2 days – and they are at least 2 days away.

Girl: “Confirm / No answer/ Refuse ”

They now have 3 options:


Me: “Lets’s meet at <venue> ps. Dress cute so we match ;)” – Confirm location. You have a date!

Girl: “Ok, see you there, I will dress cute!”


Wait until the day of the 2nd date option you gave them or day before and send them:

Me: “Too slow, snooze you lose, got other plans ;)” – then roll off for 3 days and re-engage.


Wait 3 days then re-engage, rinse-repeat until you are bored of texting them.


Yeah, boring, but it seems to work.



The wishy-washy date confirmation

Bulgarian has now decided to play silly buggers. She had a rant about me not confirming a date last week. I invited her out, she gave a wishy-washy answer, so I rolled off for 3 days and didn’t text her.

She texted me her rant. I then had a minor meltdown about it, thinking I’d fucked up. I got her back on track (I didn’t apologise) Just snipped and stacked into something else, and got a more sexual vibe going.

So I got a date organised¬†for next Tuesday, she texts back saying she will have to change to Monday or Wednesday. I said no problem, Monday 8pm (Nottinghill). She then refused the location… as it’s close to my flat (Sexy time location)

I told her “Look, I’m not gay” then I picked a different location,where I think I can bounce her back from. ¬†Maybe a mistake there, but I can’t be bothered to argue the toss about where we meet.

She then responds with “I’ve got a job interview (waitress) tomorrow, if i get it I may have to change days”. FFS!, I guarentee she will get it, as she is fucking cute.

So she’s set me up again with a wishy-washy answer and to be on tenterhooks if she gets the job and maybe not make the date. This shows she doesn’t value me or my¬†time at all, hot girls eh?!

My current options are:

  1. Get her to pre-empt new job asking her to work monday, by telling her to tell the new employer¬†that she can’t work Monday as she has an important appointment. If she was more onside, i’d go with this, but at the minute I know she won’t do it, she’ll accept the new work¬†and push me to another day.
  2. See what happens, if she changes, I accept the new date. I’m not sure I can do this, to protect my value. She’ll just assume she can cancel/change at any time in the future.
  3. See what happens, if she changes, I don’t accept the new date. Text: “no, busy ;)” then roll off.
  4. Text her her I’m unavailable rest of week, so if she can’t make Monday,… another time.
  5. Pre-emp her trying to change Monday by flaking before she does.

Thing is, it’s already over a week since I saw her, and I want to keep the connection alive.

So she knows I want to see her, and she thinks I want to see her more than she wants to see me. She’s using her pussy as the bargaining chip to walk all over my logistics planning. That’s the fucking problem right there.

The person with the power is the person that is ready to walk away first. I’ve already banged her, and I have some other leads so really I could just roll-off if she plays more silly buggers.

I’m gonna go with 3, I’ll wait to see if she cancels. Then I won’t accept the new date arrangement without her jumping through some hoop first. I gotta be more unavailable.









First Bulgarian 20 yr old bang

About a month ago, I opened a girl sat on a bench waiting for the tube. I’d noticed her walk down the steps, very pretty in tight black jeans. It was my 2nd open, so I wasn’t really warmed up.

She was carrying a Sainsburys orange plastic back, I opened her with something about her very stylish expensive orange bag…


Bulgarian hot

Bulgarian hottie, like this.

Actually the whole set was pretty awkward, and I went away with the number but not much expectancy that she would get back to me.

1 hour later she’s sent me the ¬†text.. “I guess this is the guy from the tube”.

I did two dates with her before banging her on the third. 1st date I almost got her back to mine in a taxi, We were on the taxi back, she was a bit drunk, and I actually pulled back as I felt it wasn’t really on and I risked burning it down by over-escalating.

2nd date we did a couple of drinks in Nottinghill. I walked her back to my place. Took me 10 mins to get her in the door,

“Just come into the corridor, it’s cold out here, and dangerous”
“You may as well come up, I need to charge my phone, we’re not having sex”

She came in, lots of kissing, but she wouldn’t take her shoes off.
Got her tits out and some over jeans pussy rubbing, but she seemed determined not to bang.

Third date we went near her place, two drinks in cocktail bar. She didn’t like the bar I told her “I don’t care, I like it, it’s my kinda place”.

I also didn’t fill any of the silences, waited for her to speak. I went immediately sexual asking what colour her panties were.

After the drinks, I pulled her to a local park, we kissed and ran around in the dark. I slapped her ass, poked her, kissed her and pushed her around.

I asked if she had anything to drink at hers, she said she did.. “Bulgarian tequilla”. I said lets go, I want to try it. We got¬†into a cab, we didn’t talk the whole way, held her hand and let the tension build. Lowered my voice tone and I shut up.

At hers, about 30 mins of “relax time”, I fractionated between being interested in her, and putting on music. Within 2 hours we were banging. No real LMR. Good sex..

I asked her when she had decided to fuck me, she said after the first date, but she wanted to make me wait to not appear easy. ūüėČ

First solo Daygame Insta-date and kiss with cute 23 californian girl

It’s Friday night, I’m gamed out. It’s been a long week of running around London talking to chicks. Not exactly player behaviour but I cancelled my regular girl and am having a night in, some dinner, a cup of tea and a good movie.

I took some time yesterday to re-evaluate my look and style. Typed *bad boy style* into google, picked some of the looks and went to Westfield shopping centre to buy a new daygame uniform. New look is slim fit black jeans, black suede brogues, white t-shirt, grey denim over shirt, thumb ring and black leather wrist bracelet.

I made sure everything fit really well, I already noticed a load more IOIs on the street. Result.

So all kitted up, I met my wing midday at Trafalgar square, I opened 3 sets, 2 numbers closes, 1 American, 1 Australian. Not a bad start, then got side-lined, because my wing had organised to meet one of his friends who was visiting London for the day. We went for 2 beers, then off my wing went to get a train.

Two beers down, a little high on the previous success, I went back solo to Trafalgar square grabbed a coffee to sober up, ate a sandwich and then sat and took in the vibe. I hadn’t really done any solo game, I’d always had a wing around so without that crutch things seemed much tougher.

Took a deep breathe and plunged in, spotted one cute Arabic girl, opened, compliment, she stopped, said thanks and walked on. Not bad, but not great.

Walked on up toward Cov Garden, a super cute Asian girl in a lovely short skirt and tight top showing her midriff strode by across the road. I was instantly taken (she got my blood stirring), so I ran in front of her and stopped her.

Like this, longer hair.

Like this, longer hair.

Big smile, I accused her of being too exotic for London. She loved it, hooked and we chatted. She is Half Korean / half American with a lovely Californian twang. She is 23 and was studying here in London for 2 months, with 2 more to go.

She wanted to get away from her room mates in her dorm and was en route to the National Gallery for a little culture. 5 minutes of chatting, she is still stood in front of me. We talk about yoga and other Californian stereotypes, surfing and Hollywood. She’s twiddling her hair, it’s on.

I suggest a coffee, she initially *rain-checks* it, I ignore and plough. It then starts to rain a small amount, she says, yeah OK why not lets grab a coffee. I take her to Pret, we drink iced lattes.

She opens up a bit about her life, wants to know about English culture, we talk about accents, English words and the difference between American and English guys. She talks about her frat house, I accuse of her wanted to have sex with Storm troopers from Starwars / and being obsessed with My Little Pony (Brony – look it up – it’s weird).

We finish up, its around 4:30pm, she has to go to a friends birthday party later but she has a few hours. I take her to Cov Garden, we wander around and look at the stalls selling Banksy prints, she doesn’t know who Banksy is. I accuse her of being uncultural, we talk about being Posh in England, and she decides it means in American speak to be sassy.

I bounce her to 7 dials area, and then souk medina for a glass of wine, more comfort, more talk about family. Then we play the questions game, earliest memory, first kiss, bad dates, good dates, last time she was kissed etc..

Of course she fires me the same questions back, we connect.. there are pauses. I’ve touched her arm, her leg, held her hand by this point. I look into her eyes then down at her mouth. I pull her to me and kiss her. It’s a pretty tender kiss, she’s very sexy.

She says “I love your confidence”. We get another drink, then there is more making out. She doesn’t want to leave, but her friend calls asking where she is.

I already made her an hour late for the party, the bubble is bursting so I walk her to the tube and wish her a great evening I point to police station and tell her, if she ends up in there that I won’t bail her out, so she should be a good girl.

A really great afternoon with a really fun and attractive girl. The power of daygame is crazy.

First 18 year old French girl lay

I have hooked one of my friends called Simon into doing some daygame, he was initially dreading it but he opened a few in Trafalgar Square one late afternoon after I pushed him into it. A few warm up sets then he got a couple of numbers. I opened a few too, got a couple of numbers too and we went off to a few bars for a debrief very happy.

We met another guy who does some game called Mark in the Punch and Judy for a beer, he opened 3 girls (one hot girl older, one average¬†girl v-young, one fatty). All French and visiting London and quite bored, since Mark opened he got first choice and hooked with older hottie Frenchie, which left Simon and and me with the other two. Fatty was boring, and made it clear she had a boyfriend. Youngie ¬†was the sister of the older Frenchie, she wearing a romper type suit which showed off her legs and her massive cleavage. She spoke little English and I wasn’t initially attracted to her, well, initially.

We agreed to wing Mark until he could isolate his girl, more beers flowed, we bounced to Dirty Martini cocktail bar. A few happy hour cocktails¬†and I was starting to enjoy looking at this young lasses legs. We played the “Knocking game” and “Kill Fuck Marry”, Youngie indicated that I was her “Fuck”. ¬†At this point Simon¬†was sat next to her, me opposite, she was staring straight at me whilst she mouthed the word “Fuck”.

A streak¬†of competition flowed, fuelled by Simon’s¬†failing attempts to seduce her, her obvious horniness and my desire to see what was under the romper suit. Simon¬†went to the toilet, I switched with him, chatted to her, escalated, then said I want to “show you this really cool thing outside”. I took her by the hand, dragged her outside and kissed her. It escalated very quickly, hands all over each other, she was clearly very very horny.

That left me with her, Mark with older Frenchie and Simon pissed that he was left with Fatty. He left shortly after, then the girls decided they had to go. At this point I thought I might have a fight on my hands to try and get mine back. No need for that, French girl suggested we go back to mine, cleared it with her sister and fatty and off we went in a taxi.

20 mins later, at mine, romper suit is off, no last minute resistance.



London Latvian disaster

Had an interesting insta-drink then bounce to friends flat with two 19 year old Latvian girls, both very cute. Met them in Trafalgar square, they were already drinking (bottle of coke spiked with Vodka – so they could drink on the bus down, classy) They had been in Scotland working on a farm picking flowers for a month and were heading back to Riga that evening.

Accused them of being in a rock band, then helped them take photos sat on the Lions, hilarious as they were a bit tipsy, and I had to man-handle them up onto the platforms. Took the photos, my wing then arrived, bounced them to a bar for some drinks, couple of drinking games. My wing is a French guy who I met via a PUA website, he’s OK, maybe a little odd, he¬†doesn’t follow any kind of model, he just opens with random stuff. I didn’t realise how weird he actually was. (more coming…)

Like this x 2 - one Brunette,  one Blonde.

Like this x 2 – one Brunette, one Blonde.

Pushed them into a Taxi to his place near Baker street, the girls were asking “where are we going, how far is it?”. Got them there, they were a bit nervous, but just said it would be a quick drink then we would kick them out. His room had a balcony, so took *my* girl there, did the “10 seconds slow count with out smiling”. Tried to kiss her, no joy. She went back to join her friend they both started dancing to some Latvian music.

Here’s where my choice of wing was bad, I could tell *his* girl wasn’t really into him. At one point she came to me on the balcony, I had a pen, so it seemed fun to draw on each others arms.

Then it came, a splash to the face, in front of the two girls, the French guy threw a glass of wine in my face. (White, so it wasn’t a complete disaster). He apologised, then said he’d been trying to throw it over the balcony. I was actually pretty shocked, full glass of wine straight in the face, all because of the green-eyed monster.

I went to the bathroom, deciding what to do. The girls were leaving in an hour, I couldn’t properly isolate mine, I was dealing with a jealous wing who couldn’t keep his shit together and has just proven that in spectacular fashion.

I went back, said goodbye to the girls and the French guy and left without getting angry, I heard he threw them out later.

There is no failure, just interesting stories.

Tom Torero – One to one

So I decided to kick-start my one month daygame journey with a one to one taught by Tom Torero. This was last Friday, I spent 5 hours with him and man it was worth it. Despite reading all the blog posts and viewing all of the youTube videos there is nothing quite like watching a pro do it in person.

I opened over 20 sets that day, all women I would quite happily bang. My 4th set hooked easily (a very hot Hungarian girl) but this was early doors, so Tom gave me the choice to continue with him or opt to take her on an insta-date. I opted to keep with the learning process and took her contact details.

He taught the structure to my hap-hazard style, my AA melted away and flow started to kick in. Most importantly I really started to enjoy the interactions. Tom is great teacher,

Lots of sets, plenty of good interactions, most of which I self ejected and no harsh blow outs. He video’d me and we went through some of my sticking points, firstly its voice tonality, 2nd it was to “go direct” and third was to spike and tease.

I started to work on those, and by the end there were some very solid interactions, including one with a German girl. I got an audience of 2 other daygamers, Jon matrix and his wing. I took her contact details and had a fun interaction all whilst the elite of dg looked on.

It was also a weird day, a couple of other random things happened. I out-played an Italian man with a cute Polish girl, he saw our interaction and just gave up and left after trying it on with her.

I also opened two girls who turned out to be filming a documentary, the two camera crew arrived when I was mid flow to cockblock me, they were aghast that I was hitting on both girls. I told them I was greedy. ūüėČ

We also opened girls in shops (an untapped resource). On one occasion I was sure Tom could bounce and fuck a cute girl. It was definitely “on”, he was demoing how easy a shop close was. Thankfully his teaching responsibilities came first, he number closed, but I’m sure she has a high change to feature in his next book.

A memorable day, which has set me up for the next month of day gaming.

Game on.

Be more sociable

I did my first sniper compliment on my way home for Easter. 15 minutes to kill in Kings Cross station before my train left, spotted a cute Asian girl listening to her iPod, motioned her to take out¬†her ear buds. I fired across the compliment, “I gotta go soon as I have to get my train, but I like your style, it’s really nice”, of course she said “thanks” then off I went. Small victories, but it was good because I really didn’t want to do it and forced myself.

Chatted with a German guy and his girlfriend, an easy open as they were dressed in lederhosen and heading to a German beer fest at Ally Pally.

At the my home station I chatted to the two barista girls, asked them if they got bored of saying the same stuff. One had a name badge the other didn’t, ribbed her for not being as important as her friend. Then guessed her name as something random. They both giggled was fun, added a little bit of sparkle to their day. Hindsight, one seemed quite keen. Maybe could have number closed her.

Talked to some youngsters back from a Geology weekend away whilst I waited outside my local train station. One had a bag full of fossils and rocks. They were complaining that they were heavy, but pretty impressed with their finds.

Friday night opened two Italian girls at my local bar, with a rib about one ordering the same thing 2 days in a row, and that she should be more adventurous. One was cute, when I told her I was up from London and I lived in Nottinghill she hooked. Screwed up the interaction later by having a few too many beers. Number closed but I know it was a weak interaction. She has already flaked on text messaging.

Read the whole of Tom Toreros book on daygame whilst hungover the following day. An impressive list of lay reports, and a real eye opener for what’s possible if you dedicate your time and energies to the pursuit of something.

I also booked a 5 hour one-to-one day session with him, coming up this week.

Some really good interactions, and a number gained. I’ve noticed I get more IOIs as I’ve started to be more masculine and slower when I walk.

Reliance on alcohol to be sociable in the evenings is holding me back.

Tomorrow 5 sets.

Beta Pussy Level (BPL) 9.5

Follow ups from my current leads:

Japanese girl 

Texted her, no reply, I could tell she didn’t hook during the open, but fired a message anyway. No sushi for me.

Slovak girl 

She cancelled our date on Wed, after I sent her a text clarifying that we will meet at 730 and she “should wear something cute” ¬†– that’s a line straight out of Daygame Mastery (thanks Krauser).

Slovak¬†responded having to work then going to a leaving drinks party, she didn’t offer an alternative. Genuine excuse, maybe, I didn’t bother replying. Then an hour later she followed up with a non-related text. It’s a fine line to tread between ¬†nonbutthurtness and punishing the girl for bad behaviour.

Roosh advocates that calling a girl out on her bullshit before you bang her is likely to result in no bang. She will hamsterise your behaviour as weird rather than rationalise that she is acting like a spoilt bitch and that she deserved the telling off. At this stage it’s probably better to re-engage ¬†Slovak in a couple of days and get her locked down to date rather than go beast-mode on her.


Beta Pussy level 9.5 was reached when a girl (hot blonde) gave me strong eye contact at lunch and I let her float past. She was hotter than either the Slovak or Jap but my mouth refused to open.


Fucking determined to open a girl on my walk home, one girl past, another, another, another.. 30 minute walk later, I was almost at my door, the impending failure of my enforced action was imminent, then I spotted a cute girl finishing up her jog. I crossed the road and engaged her in a 5 min conversation, victory and buzzed. I also then went to muay thai training… fuck yeah.

Actions for tomorrow

Lifting weights, and one approach on my lunch break. I can predict the avoidance weasel already, I am supposed to be at lunch with my work buddies.

Little bastard, he stops you getting laid.

Little bastard, he stops you getting laid.

To fuck the avoidance weasel in the the ass I will have to cut the lunch short, leave early and get my approach done.

London states of whatever

Stats for the last week:


2 spanish girls – Boyfriend line

1 polish (v -hot)  РFB close

1 south american – Zip


2 swedish girls Рmanaged to get them back to my place in Nottinghill.  РBF line Рno action


Double date with Slovak girl – kissed her, progressing to 2nd date.


2 girls- kept walking

2 set Taiwanese Р 5 min chat then they went to see a show.

1 Japanese girl Рabout to chat to her, she went into a Asian food store, I picked up a  product asked her about it, number closed her.

Like this bit without the rack.

Like this but without the rack.

Overall, not a bad week, but Wednesday to Friday were all night game, with only Sunday being day game.

Positives were, 2 Swedish girls in my flat, I am back on daygaming and I kissed the cute Slovak who I really want to bang.

Negatives, today was tough, super tough, felt completely without “state” and it’s only when I number closed the Japanese girl that I started to feel that social vibe. I’d like to blame it on a week of too much alcohol, but actually I think it comes down to a lack of confidence and entitlement.

I reread the post by Krauser about state, and will incorporate that into my game for the coming week. Also this week I plan to get some daygame in early by using my lunch hour, perhaps the hour time constraint will force me into being more efficient.