Remember any (T) marks where I’ve used a technique of some sort that I want to draw attention to. The analysis post will be released one week from today.
It was an oddly warm February day (T) when I met Lisa, just up from Trafalgar Square on that street which, upon turning right again, takes you to Covent Garden. I was wearing my typical attire but given the weather I could wear a crinkled, shrunken red shirt – worn open – rather than my jumper (T).
As it was still February I was in the middle of my plan to “ramp up” my sets and so had given myself the task of a couple of hours’ walk in the sunshine to get myself out there (T); all I had to do was see what came in the opposite direction. On my second set of the day I saw a flash of red come towards me walking quite purposefully. I made up my mind quickly (T) and went after her, coming abreast and then almost having to convince her to slow down and stop since it was a narrow street (T).
I teased Lisa for looking like red riding hood delivering cakes to grandma and she joined in with the roleplay (T). I’d later find out that she was actually on her way to the police station because she’d been mugged the previous day! That explained her apprehension initially and whenever I tried to close proximity to her she’d shuffle away a little (T). Without much proximity and physical touch I decided to close her with the offer of a coffee (T) which she accepted, but of course without a phone I had to add her on Facebook (T).
After two weeks and two rearranged dates later we met in Carnaby Street in the Sacred Cafe (T). I wasn’t too sure what she looked like as well; I only had one grainy Facebook picture to go by because she didn’t post much to social media. But I was pleasantly surprised by what met me: very tight blue jeans showing off her legs and hips (she’d been dancing since she was a little girl), a tight grey top which let me oggle her boobs and a leather jacket (T).
Over the course of a very large gin and tonic and a regular sized old fashioned I worked on her frame (T) (I’d become impatient because of the long delay in time between the set and the date and so framed the meet-up as for a drink; she accepted the frame which was good (T)). Her eye contact went from intermittent to very strong by the time we finished the last of our drinks (T).
My task in the Sacred Cafe was simple: work out whether we’d be having sex that evening or another night by placing her somewhere on the r/K spectrum and considering her actions so far (T). My final decision was that she was giving me a lot of smiley K energy and so would be dead easy to kiss in the second venue, but that sex would be a tough ask tonight. I was better off escalating up to the kiss and then easing off into comfort (T), which is exactly what I did.
After a couple of hours we went back to the train station and said goodbye with me telling her that I enjoyed my evening and wanted to see her again (T). She reciprocated and we agreed to meet that Friday. We thrashed out the details over text (she had a new phone by this point) and actually agreed to meet for pizza before going for a drink (T). She had initially suggested a tapas place in Covent Garden but I wanted to keep the logistics in my favour so I lost the battle to win the war: I could knock over one of her milestones (T), take her for a drink, get her heated up and then take her back to mine…
… And that’s exactly what I did! We ate pizza and had a couple of cocktails while sitting side by side in a place which has a good, dark atmosphere, before I led her to a bar near mine. The first time I kissed her that evening, in the bar, set off an overload of the same smiley K energy and over time I became more sure of myself that the lay was going to happen that evening (T).
We played the Questions Game and I gradually escalated the questions (T), but the great thing was that she was trying to come up with her own interesting questions rather than just parrot my own back to me. I guess it was a function of her being intelligent herself – she was studying a difficult subject at a top university in London – and it played into my hands because it made the escalation quicker. She set up some real soft balls for me as well: asking me about romantic things or what was the craziest thing I’d ever done. It let me DHV and throw in some r-selection (T) which I could use to drive the lay over the finishing line (T).
For one of my questions I asked her what she really found attractive in men, to which she said beards. I followed up and asked how my beard felt and so it was natural to kiss her again, then put her hand onto my dick (T). Her whole face lit up with that same smiley energy and I told her it would be embarrassing standing up now. Her reply told me everything I needed to know:
“Well, we’re nearly finished our drinks…”
“Okay, well how about this…” I replied, “how about we take our time finishing these,” I gestured to the glasses, “and then we go back to mine for one last drink and maybe watch a movie.”
She smiled and acquiesced.
There was no LMR and her face lit up with the same smile during sex. Lisa seemed to get really turned on just by kissing and would try to lock onto my mouth during sex, breathing heavily through her nose. I would pull away every now and have to check that she hadn’t made my nose bleed by pressing so hard on it with her cheek.
In the post-sex interview I learned:
- I was the sixth guy she’d had sex with
- She’d had two previous boyfriends
- She knew she’d have sex with me after the first date
- The last time she had sex was last August
We had sex again and I could tell that afterwards she was getting ready to fall asleep. I had a decision to make, and presented her with a choice:
“You can either stay here or I can get you an Uber.”
She got the hint (T), took a shower, got ready and left. I haven’t heard from her since.