(17th July, 2017 Email)
This wasn’t anywhere close to the highlight of my afternoon.
In fact, that honour lies in a short and simple off-hand comment she made about me and my ‘style’ as we sat sipping coffee in a park
Let me make like Van Gogh and paint you a picture:
It was a sunny Saturday in this lovely city of Sydney. The birds were chirping, the Kangaroos were grazing and the girls were out in droves. I’d just finished rotating between a number of supermarkets as I tested out a few new Daygame theories of mine inside. (They are upcoming email stories – keep an eye out). For a change of pace, I dawdled my way to Hyde park, a large tourist destination right in the middle of the city.
As luck would have it, there she was. A sexy little French babe with her head in the clouds looking at a few of the parks monuments.
There were smiles from the start as our energies just seemed to ‘vibe’ easily. (Don’t puke, I’m not turning all spiritual and shit)
From the beginning, teasing her was easy. I guessed her Frenchness immediately. As if the accent wasn’t enough, she was wearing a big scarf as well. Thankfully it was the colours of a rainbow, so I hinted towards her underlying lesbian tendencies. She punched my shoulder. It was cute.
After 7 or 8 minutes, I had finished probing her logistics for the day.
In typical tourist fashion she had no real plans. In fact, it was her first full day here in Australia, fresh off the boat (plane) from Strasbourg. (Incredibly, the same exact small town that my other French girl is from – I seem to have a ‘knack’ for Strasbourgian girls.)
Bedazzling her with my wit, time flew by as I escorted her to a “new coffee place I’ve been meaning to try”. It happened to be on the path back home to my bedroom a well. Funny that.
With coffees in hand, I excited her by saying I would take her to a place ‘no other French person has been before here in Sydney’.
I don’t know if she believed me, but it was enough preface to bounce her into another little park to sit and consume our coffee.
As luck would have it, this park is not 5 minutes from my bedroom door as well.
I’d closed the gap between myself, the girl and an isolated location to have sexy times.
Sitting in the park, I treated it as our ‘first date’.
Writing about this previously, you should all know what to expect from here. Normal comfort building conversation with spikes and sexual tension throughout. Then my little ‘movie routine’ to offer plausible deniability for her to come back home with me.
One thing though:
More so, it is about one passing comment in particular
A comment from this fine French babe that bought such a ridiculous smile to my face that not even missing out on sex with this girl could ruin it.
As we sat on the park bench teasing each other, she said (paraphrased – translated from her French-English):
“You are very good at making me comfortable. You reduce the comfort-zone that exists between two people very quickly.”
I pushed her to elaborate
The jist of her message was:
“The way you have casually touched me today, from the very beginning of meeting, has been very smooth. You first touch my arms and shoulders, and continued to make me feel comfortable by getting closer. Now you touch my legs and thighs and play with my hair. Any other time this would be so strange, but somehow you have made it feel really natural and normal’
Again, this was paraphrased, but what she was trying to say.
How I kick and yell about how you fellow Daygamers need to be touching and introducing casual physical kino as soon and as often as possible.
This girl didn’t make the final bounce back to my bedroom that afternoon, but she is sooooooooooo on that she makes Donkey Kong look ‘off’.
I’m sure it will be a done deal by the end of this week. However, no amount of dick-sucking on her part will top the emotional high I got off of that comment on my kino-kababilities.
Wanna hear more Daygame tips?
See you tomorrow,