Showing a coaching client how to SDL an 8.

My client, who I will refer to with his Twitter name (@Myshkin20), is, by his own estimations a male “7.5”. I’d agree with this self-assessment. He’s masculine and good-looking. Tall, purposeful and stylish. Our pre-coaching telephone calls furnished me with his perceived needs, and our time spent in Poland shed further light on his technical and emotional improvement areas while in set. He is direct and confident but sometimes this comes across as one-dimensional (overtly sexual). Our coaching aims were to restructure how her delivers intent, and drive attraction through ‘presence’ and non-verbal elements. There is no question that he is a work in progress, but he has the baseline value to excel at daygame specifically and with women more broadly.

We were half-way through our last session of the day when I spotted a regal-looking blonde with immense presence walk past us. There was a moment or two to gather our views and develop an idea on what was authentic about her, before he went into set.

I watched as he gradually increased his walking speed to catch up with her, and then from the side raised his hand in a gesture to stop with a smile on his face.

I shook my head. It is common for clients to drop back into old habits.

She refused to look at him, much less stop, and he walked back towards me with that slightly resigned body language following a soft blowout.

“I know…I know“, he sighed.

We talked and walked for another ten or fifteen minutes as we negotiated the busy square. Through the high-volume of family and group footfall, I noticed her again sat alone on a seat. She appeared to be putting her earphones away as if she had just that second finished a phone call.

“OK. So I want you to take careful note of how I approach this seated-open. Pay attention to the assumed familiarity, and how I blend our separate experience into a shared one, OK?‘

I walked over to her and sat down on the seat with a 45 degree facing angle.

“Hello. I wanted to tell you I liked your style. The brown and orange. When the Christmas lights reflect on here [point to her scarf] it looks like its burning. It compliments you“

She looked down her nose at me. Her eyes wide and laced with contempt.

“It is always beautiful to me. This [my eyes, previously layered on her, now broke off and turned to the markets]. Whenever I’m here, it feels like the first time. I never get bored with it. I just love the sights and sounds“

I turned back to her and looked at her and introduced myself and simply told her I liked her and wanted to say hello. I let the implications of this statement sit with her for a few seconds while looking at her, but now my eyes danced with seriousness and contempt and there was no smile on my face (if anyone wants to try and understand what I mean by this, watch Ralph Fiennes in The English Patient, if you are like me, you will learn a lot).

I asked her about her evening and she displayed warming investment as she began to enter into a conversation. I quickly established she was a medical student and had no plans that night.

I moved the conversation back to an emotional constructive. Without going into too much detail, I told her to sit closer, and took out my phone and said there was something I wanted to show her. I began a four or five minute narrative taking her through a bespoke Instagram story that captures Me, and shared the meaning of some of the photos with her. I then told her to put her Instagram into my phone. She added me back on the spot.

The set by now had been running for some fifteen minutes. During this time I had navigated her initial hostility and created an emotional bubble. She did not have any real plans and by now the signs were strong for an instant date but obviously I was coaching (no, I didn’t tell her that) so I told her that I would message her later. At the end of the coaching I messaged her a statement, “cherry wine with me“. She responded immediately. We had perfect seats in the bar and I chose to build more deep comfort and translate my character. I correctly interpreted this woman as being quite introverted, smart and feminine and used to high-volume male adulation. I began to test for some some physical compliance but she she was uncomfortable with this so I held back. I correctly diagnosed that this girl was interested in me, but that she had some very real initial barriers to trust requiring navigation. To help with this, I brought another couple into the conversation where she could see me interact with other people, independently through a neutral prism. I carried myself well, and after the first ninety minutes or so, she instigated physical contact and linked her arm with me. I did not take this as a green light nor did I try to kiss her. I simply behaved cogently and presented myself as a man operating on his own wavelength.

By around 11pm we went outside the bar for some fresh air. She linked her arms with me again. I looked at her and said, “We are going to my place“.

We walked directly to my hotel and it was plain sailing. I sat on the sofa and she straddled me, lifting my t-shirt off before standing up to slowly peel off her skin-tight black maxi-dress to reveal an exquisite body. She was blessed. She went to remove her tights but I told her to stop. I wanted this reward. She bent over on the bed and I slowly unwrapped her, inch by inch.

It was an incredible night with a beautiful girl. She is 20 years old and we are still speaking with more plans to meet.

It was a nice opportunity to demonstrate some quite advanced interaction techniques to my student with a high value, beautiful and sought-after female in her biological prime. In other words, it was fucking good game.

Video summary here https://youtu.be/9mR-aothXVg

BroodingSea, December 2022