Day2 With Big-Boobed Canadian HB…Cock-Blocked By Her Mother [08-30-16]

Upon picking up the Canadian girl few days ago and setting up the Day2 rendezvous for her place: we met up Tuesday night.

Before I delve into the meat of the field report, allow me to clarify few things:

1.) In Pickup Artist (PUA) lingo, a Day 2 (or D2) is basically a meetup; the subsequent time meeting the girl after the initial pickup. A Day3 would logically refer to the 3rd time meeting, and so on and so on…

Secondly, I get a lot of guys who ask me about alternatives to taking girl out on so-called date. Cloaked within that question is the notion they must suggest take a girl out in order to see her.

This is so far from the truth that it isn’t even funny!

You don’t have to take a girl out! You can meet up, or suggest meeting up @ her place!

Yes- “her place”!

Now- here’s the caveat- you don’t just flat out say to the girl, “let’s meet up in your bedroom”!

You frame it differently by saying, “Let’s meet up on your porch…or in front of your gate”.

By doing this, you make her feel more safe. Since after all; you’re not even inviting her out. She’s in the safety of her own home (at least the porch or stoop), so this makes for a reasonable proposal.

Why then don’t most guys make this suggestion as a meetup instead of a date?

Limiting beliefs and misunderstanding of how women work.

Limiting belief: guy doesn’t think that a stranger would consent to allow him to come over, let alone share her address with him.

The misunderstanding lies in the same flawed belief mentioned above, including the fact that most guys don’t know what women secretly want. Hence they assume it’s a grand-casual date.

Anyway, now that that’s out of the way, let’s get to last night.

So, as you’ll see in the screenshot below, the rendezvous @ her place was being set up [my texts in green].

I left just before 8 PM on my way to her temporary abode: her parent’s casa.

By the way, this chick lives far as fuck! It was way in another town, but I lied to the girl and told her that I lived nearby. Thank goodness I happened to have been at some relatives house at the moment, and they live a few blocks away…so I was able to foot it.

As I drew nearer to her parent’s place, I whatsapped her saying that I’m almost there, and a bit nervous. Telling the girl “I’m nervous” is a staple of my PUA method. You always want to- at some point- make yourself appear vulnerable and humanized.

Lots of guys in the game who are hung up on the Alpha shit, find it difficult to strategically reveal a few chinks in their armor.

By telling a girl you’re nervous or scared (before meeting up with her), she begins to empathize on the spot, and begins to see you as human just as she is.

Anyway, so as I got closer to her house, I sent the text saying I’m nervous.

Her message after that totally killed my spirit (that her moms is out on the porch with her).




Remind you; this is a preacher’s daughter according to what she’d told me over the past day or so. So to now have to meet her mother, I was mortified and nervous for real now!
As I got to the gate, the mother calls my name in a quaint voice, “Kenny”!

With that, I knew right away that the daughter had told the mother that she was expecting someone name Kenny: moi. 😦 😡

My worst fears were acknowledged: the mother may very well position herself as a direct or indirect cock-block. 😦

The daughter got up, opened the gate for me and invited me in to the loungy area of the huge porch.

Although I was a tad-bit nervous, I was more so let dow and disappointed than anything.

As I got there and we exchanged introductions, the mother began rambling about her pet cats and her first time visiting to Canada in the 1960’s.

I got there at about 8 o’clock, and the cat story went on well into 9 o’clock. 😡

Surely I was visibly pretending to be entertained and interested in the mother’s narration. But on the inside; I was yelling, “STHU already lady”!!!!

In a way, we also had bad seating in that the mother was directly facing us as we sat on a bench while the mother sat on a single chair…but facing us. Hence, I wasn’t able to KINO the girl as much as I wanted to.

Strangely enough too for starters: I wasn’t able to sit as closely as I wanted to next to the daughter on the bench, because the mother was there, and I didn’t want to appear rude by literally sitting hip-to-hip with the daughter.

Not to mention these are religious folks to the fullest! The mother even indirectly mentioned she doesn’t approve of guys hitting on her daughter. And there I was caught in the middle, unable to KINO (touch) the girl how I wanted to.

However, we were seated close enough that I was able to touch the girl at frequent intervals whenever the mother would gaze away. 🙂

Thus, the daughter and I were engaged in flirting beneath the mother’s nose. BTW, I obviously initiated the undercover flirting by pinching the daughter on the elbows and running my fingers across her back while her mother was distracted for a split second by passing traffic which faced the porch.

The daughter knew what was up as far as my intention.

The mere fact that I was stroking her arm, elbow, back and side beneath her mother’s nose; it was a clear indication that I wasn’t here to play friendzone games and “meet the parents” or some shit like that!

During the first 2 hours being subjected to the mother’s stories from the past, I was hoping for some reason, she had to get up and run inside. Just any little reason would make my day!

The more I hoped, the longer she stayed.

“FACK”!!!!!!

“Help me out here girl”! I said to myself as I tapped the daughter on the forearm while the mother rambles on about church and young folks, etc, etc, etc.

I mean- don’t get me wrong here: the mother’s a cool as gal! I loved her stories! But bad fucking timing on her part!

I was horny and had a set of lactating boobs in my face but unable to cup them because of the mother’s presence! 😦

During a brief moment of silence, the mother asked about the time, I looked at my smartphone: “It’s minutes to 10”.

“Plz say it’s late and you’re about to go to bed”!!! I said to myself!

The mother then went into another conversational stack about flowers and plants and shit!

“OMFG”!!!!!!!

By the time her mother decides to go in, it’ll probably be way too late to get to work as far as seduction is concerned.

To be honest: I did NOT intend to sleep with her last night during the Day2.

That was not my intention.

I merely wanted to get the romance ball rolling by employing some KINO tactics (touching), flirting and so forth.

My plan was not to bang this girl then and there. If the lay comes as far as it presents itself; then I would’ve taken it decisively for sure!

Anyway, a bunch of mosquitoes began swarming the mother, so she took that as her cue to go inside.

“YES!! There is a seduction God and he’s rooting for my ass tonight”! 😆 😆

Okay, so as the mother left, I wasn’t exactly clear out the woods since the daughter has a young kid. If the kid wakes; then the day2 may very well be cut shorter than anticipated.

As the mother went inside, I knew that it would be socially awkward to just pounce upon the girl right away. So I had to show some level of restraint…for a few minutes.

Five minutes later, I was full-on caressing her bare back while running my fingers across and under her exposed bra strap.

At no time did she resist to my KINO (touching): hand holding, hand caressing, finger stroking, neck and shoulder stroking, etc.

Although we only had 20 minutes of alone time, 15 minutes of it consisted of consistent flirting and caressing.

Knowing that it wasn’t gonna go anywhere (largely because it wasn’t the reason for the meetup), the girl had gone inside to retrieve her cellphone which was charging, so I used that as a moment to say farewell until another time.

In spite of the mom’s cock-blockery, it was somewhat deemed a successful encounter on my part.

If you know me by now, you would’ve known that I am a strong proponent of sealing the deal ASAP!

However, if the lay opportunity just isn’t there, you have to work with what you get.

You don’t want to have a so-called date ended without having accomplished anything as far as intimacy is concerned.

By not making anything happen (flirting, touching, making out, etc), you clearly run the risk of being friendzoned.

Hypothetically, let’s say that you were I, and you hadn’t done a thing within the last 20 minutes hanging with this girl on her porch.

The girl may have very well departed under the impression that you only wanted to chitchat, listen to her stories and pass the night as platonic friends, all because you hadn’t tried to flirt with her nor get physical.

In a future post, I will talk about how to go KINO (touching) without fear and awkwardness.

In the meantime, here’s a video of mines on the topic of going KINO (touching).

2 thoughts on “Day2 With Big-Boobed Canadian HB…Cock-Blocked By Her Mother [08-30-16]

  1. Kenny one of your tactics is telling a woman you would like to have babies with her.You like not putting a condom when having intercourse. I can understand why. We all know that the with draw method does not work sometimes and you can end up with a woman pregnant. I was in a sexual discussion with my girlfriend about contraception.The result of the discussion was that she wants me to impregnate her. Kenny her desire is to have sex without protection. Would you do it and come inside of her every time? She wants my babies.It makes me horny at the thought of coming inside her every time. Yes she has told me she loves me and she will let me do anything to her.
    A woman in love are totally open.

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    • Well the things is, I only use it as a routine, simple because I know that women prefer sex without condom. I wrote an article about that few years back. I only use that routine because I know girls would find it hilarious yet sexy since it speaks to her innate urge of wanting to bear kids

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