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January 23rd, 2017
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#61

Nubeh

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Hehe, I think it's important to focus on how to become better at this stuff, but to always remember that it's a hobby we cultivate because we like it and because it makes us feel better...I also feel sometimes that this is eating my life sometimes, it has become some kind of addiction I admit I also have lost interest in other things I used to value a lot more. I guess it's a matter of finding a balance. Anyhow to focus on an outcome is important if you want to do progress in anything...but the outcome should be seen as how and what did you improve about yourself, not how many numbers you got and how many flakes derived form them...even though it's very difficult to not see number and closures as a quantifiable way to measure our progress.
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#63

Nubeh

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Thursday 31.12.09

New Years Eve...I had my brother visiting with his girlfriend and so I knew that pulling home was not going to happen. We went to Kaufleuten and the party was great, lot of hot girls and a good ratio. I opened a lot asking if it's true I look like my little bro. Nothing hooked up until 2 German sisters started enjoying the conversation and stay. Because it was a Pupl Fiction themed party one of the sisted had black hairs and the same haircut as Mia Wallace...and blue eyes...irresistible. But during the conversation I said at some point that I didn't cared about her opinion and she got pissed. Later she came to me on the dance floor and asked me to get her a drink...she was shocked when I told her I didn't buy girls drinks...oh well :D. Later I opened an Italian girl but she was not attractive and so I was totally uninterested...because of that she of course hooked like hell and we talked for like 30 minutes...I could have closed her easily I think but, like bface, I have standards (or inner-game-issues as BigB like to say :D).
Went home very tired and slept all day.

Friday 01.01.10

Ok, THIS NIGHT WAS INSANE...BigB and Matt came to my place and we drank some booze with my brother who afterwards went to a bar with his girlfriend while we woul go to the infamous Indochine where we also met Thunderbolt. There's not that many people there, probably everybody's tired after the new year's eve party...anyway, I open a two set that was taking a picture of themselves from the mirror, cool girls, we started joking about them searching for a rich man and stuff...I introduce Matt as a saudi-arabi sultan and we start gaming them...they don't hook so we're back at the bar. There another two set is there...we find out they're from the French part os Switzerland so...temps de parler français! Me and Matt split the set and the girls seem to like us...we go dancing and when Matt pulls his girl at the bar I make the mistake of not force mine to stay and she run after them by saying "heeey! Where are they going?!"...fuck...anyhow, I go to the bathroom to not follow her like a dog. I go back to the bar and chat with her some more...at some point some blonde shows up at the bar all dressed up like a star...I open her...she is drunk and doesn't speak anything but German. Well...too bad, I go back to my French girl and then the club unexpectedly closes at 03:00. We try to invite them to an afterparty but they say they have to leave early in the morning to go back home. Me and Matt number close them.
Outside I meet the blonde again and she wants to party...too bad she's also asking for coke (whyyyyyy always meeee whyyyyyyyy!?!?! I'm a nice guy I don't deserve this!!!)...as I hug her (she has a hot body and fake tits) I start having a hard and I tell Matt "I want to fuck her". Matt is great and get us in a cab, plus organizes another cab with some other people and we all go back to his place for some more drinks. I try to makeout with the lady but she's pushing me back...when we arrive at the place and I'm alone with her I manage to kiss her lightly. We go up and start drinking...this lady is from Russia and she's downing Vodka as if it was water...impressive. I don't drink anything because I don't want to get sick with shots. She's asking for coke, I keep touching her and try to kiss her again but I get rejected for the next 2 hours...I pull her in the bathroom, try to escalate but she keep pushing me back, pushing me back and pushing me back again. Se shows me pictures of her modeling (and I can only say WOW to those), pictures of her 12 years old son (yep...she's 35...a I said...) who looks like a hip hop gangster...and in the meanwhile she tries to call this guy "Gino", apparently "her man" but she tells me that he's not fucking her, he's just "her man" and pays everything for her (fake tits as well)...shit I thought my little Switzerland was a nice, clean and sober country...well it actually is...it's Zurich that is just insane...well. The other guys start going home...at some point another my lady says to another girl (Russian as well) that 90% of Russian girls in Zurich work in a stripclub (which is totally true by the way)...the girl get SUPER MAD, she starts yelling "I WORK IN A STRIPCLUB??!?!" and at some point she takes a bottle of wine and she's about to smash it on my target's face...shit! I stand up just in time to block her arm with my ninja skills and I take her towards the door notifying Matt of what just happend. Hopefully my lady stayed very calm during the scene. Me and Matt chill the girl and then they leave...Matt go out with them and says he's coming back in a second after the girls take the cab. I'm alone with my target, who by the way tell me she REALLY liked the way I took responsability for the situation and stopped the other girl. I try to kiss...I got rejected, she changes sofa and I follow...I do this for fucking 10 times: try to kiss, she escapes, I follow her to the other sofa...NOTHING...fuck...Matt is not coming back, and I take that as a sign of me telling me "CLOSE MOTHERFUCKER CLOSE!".
I finally find out how to dim the light in Matt's livingroom so I start turning it off lightly to make more atmosphere. My lady keeps downing shots of Vodka while I try to kiss her...nothing, not even closing her in the bathroom with me works...I don't know what to do. I ask her about her tits being fake...she says yes and she even show me one...but I'm not allowed to touch (daaaaamn!) We keep talking on the couch, I hug her, touch her...and finally she kisses me but stops immediately and run to the other couch...I try to kiss her again but it's the same all over, rejection. She asks me how old I am and I sense she's embarassed of the fact that I'm 9 years younger thn her...she starts calling me "Junge" ("young" in German). Matt is not coming back and I keep pushing... finally we start making out seriuosly, tits kissing and crouch touching involved...I turn off the light. Her pants come off and I start licking it (perfect soft shaved by the way). My pants come off but she's reclutant at sucking dicks apparently...I put on a condom and we start fucking...at some point though Matt comes back. We stop and she put her shirt on to hide the boobs. Matt comes to the living room and when he sees us on the couch he looks at me and says "YYEEESSS!! YYEESSS!!" and then exclaims to the girl "you should fuck him! You should fuck him! He's great!"....hahahahaha! Matt you're the best :D.
Matt leaves and unfortunately my girl is a little it turned off but the unexpected visit...she seems not into sex anymore and she wants to drink another Vodka. After that I just repeat the process...makeout, crouch touching and then licking...glory times ahead...we start fucking and she's into it and enjoying by screaming and coming. She's so orgasmic I can't believe it...and she really enjoys the sex. I come on her chest agianst her will, the we lay down and I finger her some more. She starts crying saying that I'm young and that she shouldn't have done it and bla bla bla...I try to reassure her with my crappy German trying to tell her the words "people", "influence", "not good" without being able to make a meaningful sentence because of my poor German skills. We kiss, we hug and then it's 8:00 in the morning...I have to go back to my flat since my brother is leaving soon for the airport. I clean up the floor a bit and rearrange the couch...we get dressed, exchange numbers (she writes "Junge" on her phone as my name :)) and we're ready to leave...but we start kissing, things get hot and she asks me if I have another condom. I pull her in the bathroom trying to get a blowjob...unfortunately I only get a handjob (which I always find painful without lubrificant...)...I come on her tits, glory times. We leave, I take her to the nearest train station, get her into a cab and go home. When I'm home she starts texting me sending me some of her pictures as a model...I look at those and I'm like "WOW, I can't believe I fucked this chick". She keeps texting me asking me to go out...it's on and now I'm thinking about having a Russian model as a fuckbuddy. I got go to sleep at 10:00 and I get woke up by another message with another picture (even better than the first one)...I go back to sleep.


2010 is the year!!! Let's fuck Zurich until that come!

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#65

Nubeh

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Saturday 01.01.10

Went to Indochine with Matt after debriefing on the Friday night's mistakes (mine) and logistics for the feature. We also agreed that it was stupid to invite random people to his place because they were just noisy and did a lot of mess (which I feel pissed him off quite a bit and unfortunately I wasn't able to help him clean on Sunday because of what happend during the night as I'll explain).
We go to the member area and get a drink. After we sit down on a couch we are joined by three girls sitting near us...I open the one on my left and start talking to her...the interaction is going fine (or at least I think )but at some point she said I'm boring (test? reality? Oh my god am I really a boring person?! Oh my god my sense of identity is crushing! :D). Anyhow, as Matt debriefed my a good response could have been "yeah totally, I'm the most boring guy in the world, I'm also in the World's Records!", or something like that...well, next time. I joined Matt at the bar and then tried to open two blondes at the end of the table...boom, they exploded in my face and I had to leave after one of them said by showing me her back "please leeeeeeeave" (maybe I should have come back with something creative).

I take a drink and then a sweet girl tries to get some space to get her drink with her friend...I open her, she's cool, we start talking and I engage her and her friend...unfortunately I don't push the conversation anywhere and I keep chit chatting in a friendly way...how do you slip such a set without a wing? You merge it with another set...I should have done this. Two kids start a fight in the middle of the member area (which has no bouncers) and they spice up the atmosphere...first time I see a fight in a club in Zurich, usually Swiss Germans are more chill and educated than Swiss Italians...the "fight" end up being about some guys pushing each other, no punches, no blood...lame. Anyhow what is more insane is that the bouncers leave the two guys that started everything in the member area and don't take any of them outside or kick them out of the club...weird. Well, after my set leaves I go back to Matt, sit down and chat a bit with his friend Mike (hehe, great guy). After he leaves two girls (a 5 and a 7) come to order...I open them and start chatting...one is Italian so I start talking Italian to her while speaking English to the other...they keep staying and we chat about Switzerland and Zurich (wow such an exciting topic...girls usually want to sleep with you when you do that). Well they seem on but I don't try to close because I don't feel attraction and also because is another 2 set and I don't know how to split it...but mainly I'm not interested in one of them.
I go to the bar upstairs and I meet the russian girls of the day before, I chit chat with them and they ask me if I closed the other Russian woman they hate so much...hehehe...and then it happens: who do I see storming by towards the exit? Foxy, the cocaine maniac of 3 months ago (I call her Foxy after she told me, all full of herself, "you know, I'm like a fox"...she loves the nickname, nicknames for girls are always great). I say "Hi" and she's happy to see me. We start chatting but then she seems pissed I didn't call her and...at some point she leaves (I actually can't remember exactly how and why)...well too bad, I g to the bathroom again. I wait for Matt since they close the member area (how's that they always close it when I'm in the bathroom?), and there Foxy pass again, take my hand and try to bring me to the ladies bathroom (?!)...of course the boucer sees us and take me outside...Foxy comes back after a while and now she tries to pull me to the men's bathroom...this time a bouncer stopr her and so we go out laughing. For those who don't know Foxy she didn't want to blow me but do cocaine for sure. Anyway, Matt is back and I introduce Foxy to him...then I go to the bar with Foxy and she asks me how I'm doing. She buys me a drink...I propose then to go and make our own drinks since the club is about to close, I tell her that Matt and his friend Angie are coming as well to reassure her we're not going alone to my place. We go out, Matt is walking far in the distance already and she says to me, "let's take a cab, I don't want to walk". One word comes up in my mind: PULL. Get her in a cab and we go to my place.
During all this time I tried to frame her and tell her what I wanted to tell her in those 3 months if I did see her again, meaning that I saw 2 Foxy, a crazy one and a very nice and sweet one which I really wanted to know better (yes, it's BULLSHIT TIME!...it's actually a little bit true...). When at my place I keep pushing that thought and she starts asking me what I want from her..."I don't want anything" is my answer. She starts talking about when we met and so on (drinking Martini and doing coke on my table like last time). This time though she's MUCH MORE quiet and I also know how to control the beast. We talk and chat and finally it's kissing time, hugging while not flinching at all the tests she throws at me. At some point she proposes to me to marry her for 30.000 CHF in order for her to have a passport and open a business, my answer is no (would you have ever guessed?), I tell her the money is not THAT much and she asks me to think about it. More kissing, more unreactive state from my part...I feel in control.
We end up in bed, more kissing and finally sex in the early morning (sucks to do that because you're tired and shit). We sleep the entire Sunday until 20:30 (meaning I didn't attend the cleaning at Matt's place for which I'm really sorry and I had to postpone the second sex round with the other Russian from the other night). During the day she had some bad moments and she was screaming in Russian at her ringing phone and screaming at me for leading her to bed (I think she buys the kind of coke that takes effect after 5-6 hours or something...the crazy Foxy is back...).  Dinner in the late evening, some nice talking, sex and then around midnight she wants to leave.
I try to keep her but she wants to leave after a phone call...she still doesn't want to tell me what she does for living, which actually worries me a bit. I call her a cab and while walking to the cab she tells me "You're my fuckbuddy" (gingles start singing in my head). She tell me she had a great time and that she's gonna call me. Nice.
I'm in my bed ready to sleep and I think about this last crazy week-end and I realize how much Tyler was right when he said that "the result is anti-climatic" (borrowing the concept from Deida I guess)...it really is, I don't feel any better in a way. Friday night I realized I'm gaming to find a nice girl and now I realize that what I got is 2 fuckbuddies which are both crazy Russian cocaine users that do some weird job as well. Of course this is better than not having any of that (is it?) but my point is, I really felt the infamous "it didn't work" feeling.
Maybe the two biggest learnings from this week-end are that my persistence paid off in both cases and also that my game the first time I met Foxy (3 months ago) planted some very powerful seed as I noticed by the way she remembered our encounter and the way she told me she felt attracted by my behavior of taking her and leading her to my place (even though she looked hyper pissed at the moment). What I find interesting is that I've seen Foxy before around November in the same club with a gangster dude much older and richer than me...still she told me she didn't have sex in a long time and that she wants me as a fuckbuddy. I know for sure that she hang out with lots of rich dudes and that has orbiters all around...still I would think she wouldn't get attracted to a poor young guy like me (especially because she's the kind of girl that looks at money more that anything)...but I guess that's my social conditioning talking and I should shut up that motherfucker.
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Nubeh

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Friday 08.01.2010

Nothing, that's the word that best describe this night. First at Indochine where there was nobody for some reason but where we all started joking around which was fun. Then we all went to Kaufleuten. Didn't really approach and then towards the end of the night (while watching Thunderbolt drunk and having the most fun of its life opening whatever feminin creature was breathing in a range of 10 meters :D) I opened some sets which all exploded in my face brutally. Went home verx tired.

Saturday 09.01.2010

Met with bface at my place then we took a train to go to Indochine but bface didn't want to go there so we split up and I went there with Matt. Lounge area as usual, got a couple of drinks and then I meet the sosia of Lenny Cravitz (not sure you write it like that) so I start chatting. He seems very famous and everybody in the staff knows him so I thought it may be a good connection to have. Of course he ends up being a drug dealer and tries to sell me coke, hash and any other possible thing. I tell him I'm a healthy guy and I don't do drugs. Lately I noticed that people that take drugs are always very respectful and appreciate the fact that you're healthy while they're not, so the dude basically starts qualifying to me about the fact that he usually only takes a little bit and of good quality so that the day after he doesn't suffer the consequences and also that he does that because, like me, he trains and so on...health 1 - drug abuse 0.
Anyhow, once he tells me about drugs and the fact that his name is Gino I make the connection...was he the Gino the russian was trying to call the week before to buy drugs? Indeed he is...I'm doomed. Anyhow, he's a cool guy and so I ask him about what kind of people the girl hang out and apparently it's only dudes, either gays or businessman...mmmmmmm.
Later at the bar I open a set and then I don't remember what happens but Matt debriefs me and push me to another 3 girls set and told me "Say: Hi I'm Robin and tell them whatever comes into your mind". So I do and I go "Hi I'm Robin and I'm a game designer", which is the worst opener ever but in Zurich is good because NO GIRL has ever understood the "game" word when I tell them (maybe it's my accent) so usually either they tell me "sorry what?" or (the funny one) they tell me "gay designer?", from which I can transition in "yes! I'm an image consultant for gay people!" or something like that. One of the girl gives me her hand and asks me what did I say...I transition and start talking about something else. The friends leave and I'm alone with her (great!), she's cute and she tells me she hates her boyfriend (GREAT!), I start some kino but I don't go for the kiss because I feel it's too soon (that's my instinct at the moment, maybe I'm wrong but...), she has to leave (the club is about to close) so I number close her and she tells me "you are going to text me ok?". I go to the bar with Matt, write the message "this is my number" and then ask Matt: "Is this too lame?"...Matt goes "no", so I press "send" and he goes "NOOOOO! DON?T SEND THAT!!!! CANCEL!"...too late...we start laughing and then he explains me what kind of message is more opportune. 
We go out and grab a cab...in the meanwhile the Russian has been texting me all night asking me where I was and now Matt tells me to not answer the message and to forget about her. I know he's right. In the cab I get a call, it's her...I hold the phone in my hand and tell Matt "I should not answer this right?"...he presses the green button and so I take the call...she wants to meet, Matt is cool about her coming to her place so I give her the address. My dick suggest me to redirect her to my place as soon as she arrives and so I do. We go to my place and start drink. She get a call from a friend who's worried about where she is and he sounds pretty angry...I can hear the conversation and at some point he asks "what's so special about the young?" and she goes "I don't know!" (it's my inner game motherfucker!!!...I should have screamed that on the phone just for fun...but then I would probably not be alive right now to write this report). She wants to go party at Flamingo...I say I don't want to...she tells me she knows what I want but that she has her period...fuck...she calls a cab, we kiss a little bit, she tells me that next time we should meet during the day...I say by to her and then I go to sleep with a hard in my pants and the regret for not listening to Matt's suggestion.



- Overall a very off week-end, but I had so many week-ends like that that it doesn't hurt anymore...actually I don't even distinguish anymore in terms of state about the nights where I'm just standing in the club without opening and the ones where I'm talking to girls all the time...I feel the same, and I feel good aout myself...which is something I appreciate a lot.
On the other hand me and Matt had an interesting conversation in the cab where he suggested that we should just have fun between us guys and then bring the girls into that, instead of talking about game and put pressure on ourselves about having to open girls, missions and so on. I think he's right, and we should all talk about that in person and build our friendship stronger, because that's what it also comes down to I think.


P.S: everything that went wrong this week-end it's due to the fact that I was not wearing a white shirt and not because of lackings in my game :D
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#69

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Cool post. Actually like I said Matt pointed out the same thing, that we should having our own party FIRST and then chicks to spice our fun. Personally I think that this will also come out by knowing each other a little better since with all this gaming nights we haven't really known each other much. We should give us props, cheer more and become the most noisy, loud and crazy group in the club...anything else should just vanish in our vortex of energy and girls should be swept away from 1500 CHF worth tables with champagne and rich business guys.
We should also go and cheer in a cheap bar before hitting the club in order to warm up and build the shark power :D.
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