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CONT. DATE. LOGISTICS. Ensured where I would be staying was very near to where we would be having a drink. Less than 1 minutes walk from the second bar. PREPARATION. Scouted both locations prior to time of date, ensured suitable area to have a quiet drink privately in both, first location had a dimmed private room with sofas, second location had a hidden spot for two that was ideal for this sort of privacy. EVENT. Met her close to the first bar, kissed her the cheek as a greeting. Walked to bar 1 and chatted as we did so and I commented on her tan and leather skirt. She seemed mildly anxious. We went upstairs, I initiated the question game which seemed to do its job. Although, I certainly struggled to maintain the order that’s outlined by Tusk; starting with surface, to platonic, working up to male to female and then sexual. I began with surface, but when it was thoroughly male to female I would find my mind went blank for questions and revert back to surface level ones. Not necessarily so terrible But room for improvement in terms of knowing good questions to fall back on and such. I’m now realising at the time of writing I actually forgot to use the reliable “we’re married, I’m caught fucking the maid and you murder me. Whats your death row meal?” question. Topics and questions should be memorised, maybe even noted for referral if need be. Questions seemed to sway more towards subjects such as favourite films, places to holiday, we bantered heavily about being from Liverpool since she was a scouser, we jokes about her nails being weapons, spoke heavily about football and rugby, laughed about suffolk and the southern/north divide. Talked about our favourite music and books. She said I’d get on with her room mates. I initially physically escalated by invoking we compare tans. After this, I told her to see if she could guess my aftershave, I suggested it was armani or calvin klein, she leaned in to smell, I then told her it was neither and I actually just found a little brown bottle by the bins which I used. She loved this. When I smelt hers, I leaned in close but 📍 went for the shoulder close to me, rather than the one further away which would be more intimate. I told her she smelt of hamsters, kebabs, black guys, she found this funny. A small time later I asked to see her rings and bracelets, taking hold of her hands and wrists to inspect and asking the meaning, I then put my attention on earrings, gently moving her hair to see them, this was the first major bit of physical intimacy. I told her she had really good eye contact. This encouraged intimate eye contact between us, whereby I proceeded to comment how blue hers were and to see if she could see what colour mine were. I think at this point, although I am not 100% sure, I leaned in for a kiss and she leaned in too. We kissed a few times, all very passionate with lots of groping, although refraining from touching her downstairs, other than her bum, or upstairs. We kissed another time, finished our drinks and I suggested we go to another bar. We left for the next bar, which was a two minute walk away. Inside, we ordered a drink and went to the cosy-hole shed area at the back, very private. In there I initiated a second game, we played fuck, marry, kill using the people in the vicinity. This good, very playful and we enjoyed playing it, we were sat opposite each other in this area, and I would lean in and incidentally rest my hand on her leg, or have her legs inbetween mine whereby I’d intimately rub legs. She touched my legs with her hand which surprised me, this was a good sign. Since we were sat opposite each other rather than next to her, 📍when I went for a kiss I leaned in ever so slightly and pulled her in by her chin. This was a good way to go for a kiss with that sort of distance present. We spoke passionately whilst we finished our drinks. When we did finish, she asked if it was her round to buy, and I said no let’s go share a bottle of wine. I then took her a minutes walk away to where I was staying, a shepherds hut, and took her inside. We sat on the bed, I opened a bottle of wine and turned on some music. We drank a little , and it lulled, then she gave me the eyes and I leaned in and passionately kissed her. We embraced, leaning into each other and falling back onto the bed, I began groping her body whilst we kissed. I took off my shirt and laid on her with her legs spread either side of me. She had an extremely pretty smile, sadly I struggle to recall her face in detail but I remember that smile. We kissed and it progressed naturally into us taking our clothes off, she kept flashing me smiles. Frankly, those smiles and her pretty eyes must have been my favourite part, I’m unaccustomed to that sort of adorable intimacy, be it may brief and its memory already foggy. At this point, we’re both naked and kissing on the bed, without going into too much detail I penetrated her and we fucked, kissing each other all over whilst doing so. I put her into doggy at some point, and I regret doing this as that prior intimacy was lost. It then became something else, in retrospect. Moving on, at some point she told me she asked me for the time, as she had to catch a train at 09:00 in the morning. It being midnight, and realising she could not stay, and I would lose the closeness which I desired, I perhaps felt put out and my energy may have been perceived to change. From here, it seemed to all go wrong. She put her clothes on, and prepared to leave. She looked for her phone and I suggest she use mine to find it. This was not a good idea as she saw my recent calls, which may have potentially diffused any mystery she had about my abundance and subsequent high value. I got under the covers, when 📍I should have put my clothes back on and walked her out, or failing that at least brought her in for a parting kiss and a goodbye. Both this, and my change in energy, in my opinion… was most likely the main causing factor in reducing all comfort I previously developed with her. Probably being perceived as being non-understanding and childish, since she could just drop her friends and meet me. My belief for this is, since the date she has texted in a very low response way, replying over 12 hours after my text the day after, and then parried my suggestion to meet the next day without providing any alternate days and has not replied since. I will try once more to re engage after taking advice and tactics from several game sources in the form of books and videos online. I have an optimistic vision of spending a few days together in Edinburgh since we both mentioned we’d like to go. However, as has been said. You cannot force attraction, so if she is showing clear signs of interest when I reengage (which she is not already) I will drop it and move on, but it is worth trying once more and only once more for rejection is always a much better sentiment than regret. LAY REPORT END 🟥🟥🟥🟥🟥🟥 📌 Post report takeaway 1: Phenibut usage for a date seems to be unnecessary at this point. My memory is somewhat hazy, and I would rather remember a date than enjoy any slight advantage the substance may bring me. Post report takeaway 2: Logistics have been fantastic, a key feature to success so far. Post report takeaway 3: ensure the right array of questions and topics for the question game are memorised and formatted on the notes of the phone for future reference. Post report takeaway 4: Do not be visibly affected by circumstances, be steadfast and indifferent when things do not seem to go the way you wanted it to, or girls will be turned off and decided to never see you again before you even know you’ve done something wrong.