After that first night out with Tony T and Burto, we were told to meet early in Covent Garden for around 11 am for a day game session. I got there a bit earlier and had breakfast with one of the other students, who had come from out of town to do the day game bootcamp.
Indian tribalism is well known part of the culture, whether it’s in ethnicity or even within households and extended family. Personally I can count the number of Indian guys who know of The Game and are pretty well versed in it’s skills on one hand. I am sure there are plenty out there but I’ve yet to come across them, in fact I have found that most Indian guys my age (stereotyping here) are just standard betas who bow to the will of their fathers and uncles etc.
The psych here comes from Indian families and how they work. By the age of 23/24, your parents, uncles, aunts and practically everyone the generation above, is on your ass about getting married. They actively spend time finding a girl, hooking you up on pointless blind dates and lots more. A lot easily succumb to that pressure and fulfil the wishes of their parents, a chodeness that resonates with their peers.
Asian family hierarchy is set in stone traditionally. Once a man marries and has a child he automatically ascends to alpha in his household even above his own father who still tries to remain top of the perch but inevitably falls. If you don’t follow this ‘natural course’ that being an Indian seems to dictate then inevitably that alpha male in your household will project his vision on you and do his best to make you do what he wants (get married and have bloody kids!).
The Indian tribalism is normally structured as:
The Grandfather -> Eldest son -> Rest of his sons -> Eldest of Eldest son -> and so on – and this will be within an even larger extend family and community structure.
I’m not sure how this would work in a kingdom but I’m guessing it would be closer to agnatic primogeniture?
I am still a bachelor at the grand old age of 30 and according to my old man and my old dear I am past it and will soon find no-one to spend my life with. There was a conversation with my dad a few years back, he’s old fashioned, traditional (something that I respect) but unfortunately it’s not something that the modern woman respects.
Father – “Don’t you want to get married son and settle down? You can’t be a bachelor forever you know? ”
Me – “Not yet, I’m fine, just want to have fun with as many girls as I can”
Father – “Son there’s only so many holes you can poke into the wall!”
Me – “I know dad but my wall is the Great Wall of China”
Father – (laughs quite a bit) “ok bye” <hangs up>
He laughed, of course he fucking did, even I bloody did. Inside though he was rueing it, he’s hardly pressed me on the matter since though my old dear does her best. He knew it, he suspected his downfall, my brother’s waging a war path in the house too asserting his authority, me the oldest son being away from home is no longer under the sway of that alpha male anymore. He’s accepting it now, his time to rule the tribe has gone, and that is without neither of his sons getting married and having children. Poor man, he ruled the roost for a good stint but his time is done. Has he lost his tribe? Or is this just the modern world of Indian tribalism? I have no idea, my brother neither knows seduction nor thinks he needs it, so I believe that he’ll take over the tribe in time.
To be come a player in this world, you’ve got to break out of that hold. It’s quite sad, traditional and conservative values are disappearing all over the world. These values shaped civilisation for millenia, yet here we are at a forefront whereupon you either adapt with the slutiness or you accept that you’ll marry a slut.
Is the world a better place for me dictacting that I don’t require Indian tribalism? No, as you’ll all know, players are not wanted by society. It’s why we are ostracised and despised. Society want’s men to get married, to make babies and to slave their asses off for fuck all. Indian culture is no different, you’ve got 2 paths, get married or get the fuck out. I’m in the latter phase for now as I love this lifestyle though I may get married in the future.
It was a huge step for me initially as I wrote in a post for the Return of Kings a couple of years back.
Unfortunately I can’t speak for the rest of my indian contemporaries, or maybe I can because I think that they are the complete opposite to me. How many Indian’s are there that reject their Indian tribalism? How many Indian men actually have the courage to do it? I’d guess not many at all, after all who wants to be the lion that looks like he’s been cast out of his pride?
Jimmy Jambone on English girls here:
I remember, many years ago, before he died, my Grandfather said something to me that at the time didn’t really make an impact. However, it now resonates somewhat.
I remember the house I was in when he said it, but I can’t remember if it was pre or post Uni, so it was in either my late teens or early 20s.
I was getting ready to go somewhere and my granddad was joshing me about being a big girl because I was combing my hair in the mirror or whatever. My dad joined in the banter and said something along the lines of ‘it’s not like in your day dad, if the clothes and the hair aren’t right, no woman will want to go with him’. My granddad fired back ‘No. In my day it was much simpler
Wait for it.
…we just had to marry them’.
Let that one sink in.
When I think back to all my grandparents’ friends, all the older people I know, even for my parents’ generation, marriage at a young age was largely the rule. All the anecdotes, wedding photos and marriage licenses tell a story of a union of young men and women in their early 20s. This was recently brought home to me as I researched my family tree to claim my foreign citizenship (my mother is not English) and all the marriage certificates I had to collect (to prove how a Brinxjat became a Jambone), were unions between young men and young women. When I got back three generations, the kids were as young as 16 when they got married.
It dawns on me then that in terms of sex, men today, as long as they don’t get married, are the ones who have got a lot to thank feminism for.
The more recent waves of feminism demanded that there are no gender differences and those who think there are get quickly dealt with. Any sniff of ‘gendered expectations’ and he who suggests them will be promptly investigated and his employers will be pressured to fire him.
So a generation of young women were sent out into the world and encouraged to act out their lives more like men. In a lot of ways this may be good, but in a lot of ways it may be not so good.
If they behaved like men by, let’s say they drank 4 pints of lager on a night out; many would not dare say ‘that’s not what girls should be doing, their bodies can’t take alcohol like a man’s can’. Many would say ‘It’s a new world, girls are different today and that’s the way it should be’.
English girls were encouraged into male domains and behaviours from which they were previously discouraged.
Many young women no doubt did really well from the new deal. I know two women who are now in their mid 30s who spent their youths studying and working and now have really amazing careers. One is a marketing manager in the music industry and the other a scientist for a big German drugs company. They have both done very well.
New found freedoms weren’t used just to become scientists though. The new woman enjoyed all kinds of adventures. In the UK we got the age of the ‘ladette’ (type drunk English girls into Google images and believe me, what you see is not rare, uncharacteristic behaviour). These English girls like to drink, be merry and ‘enjoy themselves’ in their youth. All great advice which I applaud, because I do think that everyone should be free to behave as they choose as long as they don’t hurt anyone else. Just understand there are consequences.
For a lot of young English girls, even if they didn’t go so far as the ladette crowd, these new freedoms meant often simple things like a drink with friends, going travelling, going to University, running up a bit of debt and, now we’re getting to my point – also having casual sexual acquaintances. Just like men do.
Science gave women the pill and feminism and the welfare state gave them the social platform to use it without stigma or consequence.
So what we have experienced since my father’s generation is a sea of young men and women who are equally free to ‘enjoy themselves’ to varying degrees. And that included sex.
Now, even this is no big deal. But remember if you go out and get plastered and sleep with people you don’t know, sometimes in the morning, you regret what you did the night before. That’s not rape. That’s called the consequences of being careless. Since women are just children, we can’t hold them accountable for their actions so now we have expanded rape laws to cover their backs if they have drunken sex.
Feminists saying women are equal, then constantly demanding laws that treat women like children is one of the clearest possible signs that women are in fact junior to men.
Let’s identify three rough points on the slut spectrum. This is not scientific or some deep game insight of mine, it’s just a rough and ready sketch to put things into some kind of perspective.
The low end
Let’s say this includes at it’s high points, the full on sluts, sex maniacs and nymphos and passes downwards to the kind of girls who go on adult dating sites, down to those who just sleep around enthusiastically. I’ve known girls like this, maybe I wouldn’t call them sluts, but they are heading towards it. Take the girls I threesomed a couple of years ago on New Year. They met me when I was on holiday, chatted to me on Facebook, visited me in London and enthusiastically fucked me and my mate over three nights, while we filmed it. I never saw them again and they had done this kind of party a few times. It was no big deal to them.
This is the kind of girl I tend to avoid these days. If I stop an English girl in the street and she gives me the slut vibe, I tend to leave it at that.
By the standards of the 1940s these girls would maybe considered loose, but these days, they’re not considered sluts. And they’re not sluts by any stretch. They are like most of the girlfriends I and most guys have ever had. They probably have 3 to, I don’t know, let’s say 10 sexual partners before settling down? They are not out to cram as much cock in as possible before they have to settle down. They are just competing in a tough dating market where in order to convince a guy to buy their eggs; they have to show the goods. They understand that they may have a few boyfriends in their 20s and they accept a few will be just for the moment. They hope and intend that at some point one of them will stick.
Let’s say their tolerance for this deal ranges from enthusiastic and deliberate to accepting but reluctant. They’re not like the sluts, they’re not rubbing their hands with glee at the prospect of a train of men, it’s a naughty perk of their 20s to some degree, but they have some self-respect and have their minds on what lies on the other side.
I pick up these girls often. My last few girlfriends have been on this part of the scale. These girls want boyfriends and husbands, they’re maybe not in a massive rush, but they don’t want to sleep around massively either.
The high end
This is the end at which I try to hunt. This is where my current girlfriend sits. The average of these girls does not sleep around at all. Three sexual partners by their wedding day would be a huge embarrassment to them. Every man they accept, not even into their beds, but merely as a romantic option, is carefully considered. These women can do this usually because they are smoking hot. Men will accept a high barrier to entry because their eggs are of the highest quality. If a restaurant is really good, I’ll queue to get in. If it’s really good, I’ll queue an hour, because what is on offer is top drawer.
You are well vetted before you get into this girl’s bed. They don’t get turned over by guys like me.
This is not my way of saying it takes me ages to get laid by the way. I know a few top pickup guys who have had the same experience with the Yowzers of this world and after months, have failed to succeed. A large part of the reason for this failure is the realization that, yes, they can bed the girl, but it would require a huge breach of trust, they’d have to make commitments that they know they won’t fulfill. The level of comfort you must build with these girls is to the point where a good man will be cheating a close friend if he continues. A sneaky, low value man is sniffed out by these highly intuitive girls very quickly. This is why a lot of pickup guys (and this includes some trainers I knew) just can’t get the hot girls, because they just don’t have the inner game.
NB: Remember this is not a scale of looks, it’s just a discussion on sluttery. There are tonnes of super hot sluts. Hot girls sit at either side of this scale, as do ugly girls. In order to be very choosy though, the girl tends to have to be hot. In order to get a boyfriend, the fatty tends to have to put out a bit easier.
So back to my post: In terms of sleeping around, on whatever level, these days, if a man can do it, a girl can. Women are encouraged to stay single, sleep around and have fun ion their 20s.
What is clear to me is that we have experienced a lot of social change since my grandparents married at the age of 20 in 1940.
Poor old Granddad! I’m sure he loved Nana but Jesus did he miss out! All this equality is great for guys on the dating scene. I call for more of the same! If it means hot young women are willing to sleep around without asking for anything (marriage) in return, then I am a supporter. Many English girls will happily sleep with us within 2 or 3 dates or less if we want it and many will be at peace wholly with the idea of calling it a day shortly after.
Yes, the downside, I know, classy women who aren’t apple shaped drunkards are on the decline, but we can still find them (I tend to have to leave the UK to be honest). When we do find them, they are just as thirsty for cool guys as cool guys are for classy ladies.
I’ve dated a string of charming, beautiful women in their prime and they gleefully move on as I replace them effortlessly with another one a few months later. At the moment I have an amazing girlfriend who I have been with for one year and I actually find myself in the ludicrous position where I am frequently turning down sex with beautiful, smart, gentle and fun loving young girls.
My turn down count is probably around 50. And I mean turn down. ‘No, I won’t sleep with you, let me introduce you to my friend’. My turn down count is probably 50 times higher than my granddads lay count!
50 years ago if a man wanted a woman in his bed, he damn well had to marry her!
One day, I’ll possibly grow tired of my freedoms and threesomes and stick with someone I think is worth it. Jolia could well be it guys, she has totally changed my position on monogamy, women and marriage. There just does not exist a woman of a higher quality. She’s as good as it gets, looks, brains, manners, upbringing, the lot. I could see myself never leaving her. She is top of the tree and she loves and admires me. She is not shy about admitting it. She understands she is lucky to have me.
Whatever happens, I am in no rush. Look at Clooney – hot even in his 50s. How many lusted after Hollywood heart throbs are in their 40s? (By the way, my girlfriend is hotter than Clooney’s. Just thought I’d throw that out there).
It’s fucking brilliant being a lad. And I’m a right fucking lad at that. We won the lottery on that one as long as we’re smart enough to protect ourselves from the oppressive feminism.
‘You’re no George Clooney Jimmy’ Sigh. Yeah I’ve heard that before, well done, have a biscuit. OK, we may not all be George Clooney, but all we have to do is stay in shape, accumulate a little wealth (that’s easy to do with no wife and kids to pay for), dress well, travel a bit, cultivate a few cool friends and have an interesting career, have some accomplishments. It’s that simple. If you do this and stay single, then hot young women will flock to you for years and years to come and now we’re now all equal we can have low maintenance, low obligation, casual affairs and jump into bed within a few easy dates if that’s what we want. Just set your tolerance on the slut-o-meter and go for it.
If you wish to be discerning, like I do, just make sure you identify those mid-range nice girls who are neither sluts nor drunks. They will take a little longer to find I admit, but the deal will still be the same, you certainly won’t have to marry them.
To enjoy my dating life in the 1950s my Granddad would have had to have been Errol Flynn.
So feminism has been great for guys in the dating market. Got them off the marriage hook really didn’t it.
Not so good for girls though.
Women don’t age as well as men; they in fact age quite badly. I know, I know, it’s horrendous of me to say this and I should be hanged for saying it. However, even after you hang me, here is the kicker… what I just said… it will still be true. You could hang me twice I suppose, but you won’t be changing the fact of the matter, you’re pretty much stuck with it. Laws of nature I am afraid. You can deny it I suppose. You could use my head as a football too, might be fun. Still, that wall is coming at 30 ladies, like it or not.
*Before I go on. Yes, you can find examples of English women who are still beautiful in their later years. Audrey Hepburn was one. Thandie Newton is another. Please remember that unbelievably rare exceptions don’t make the rule. These are rare, rare exceptions in a sea of 40 year old women who look like baked potatoes.
**Also, all those women mentioned looked damned hotter in their early 20s. The premise remains, a woman’s external beauty degrades with age.
I feel bad for the English girls when they get older. They hit the wall in their early 30s and decide it’s time to settle down… so they enthusiastically put on their designer dress and Jimmy Choos, just like Sex and the City taught them, and they hit the dating scene. They’re now gonna nab themselves a ‘Big’, just like Carrie did. They want successful, handsome, alpha male types who looks great in Calvin Kleins. These guys will want to date her because they are the same age as her and they will be turned on by her ‘strength’ and her fantastic career, because we are equal and that’s what men look for in a woman. Men seek strength in a woman. We all know that what these excellent men want more than anything is a apple shaped, mid-30s middle manager in a designer dress and expensive shoes whose been banged like a drum for almost 20 years.
All the best guys are too busy dating all the enthusiastically sexually available 24 year olds who are much, much hotter, just as intelligent, far more playful and conveniently aren’t on the verge of end-stage liver disease. Who seriously wants to date an angry potato shaped old bird when you could date a gentle, passionate, beautiful young woman who genuinely admires you?
So what do these old girls do when they hit 30? Well that’s another blog post, I think first they hit the dating sites and then after 10 years of getting nowhere they realise they have missed their chance and that pre menopausal women hold very little value on the dating market. I don’t know, time will tell, but I’d guess bitterness will sink in and in the absence of being able to find a man to blame, I’d hope they will become feminists, telling the next generation of young women to do exactly as they did, that way my son can bang his way to legend just like his old man.
So, I am signed up to feminism. Men and women are exactly the same and equal. Equal yes. Equal in every way and to say anything different, even if accurate, would make me a sexist.
Who am I to argue with the world and more importantly, in this climate, WHY ON EARTH WOULD I?!
Let me leave you with a humorous photo of an emancipated modern woman, who I applaud, asleep on a kerb using a pizza for a pillow. Enjoy.
Jimmy Jambone here.
Student debt can be as high as £40,000, but that is insignificant next to the lost compound interest opportunity on meager savings invested in one’s late teens or early 20s. By this I mean savings you can’t make if you’re first studying and secondly paying off debt. I can demonstrate that 14 years of saving (16 to 30) would grow to about £330,000 at 65. That’s a good pension plan sorted by the time you are 30.
We’ve been a bit quiet recently here at The 3 Bromigos but that’s not due to any laziness on our part. We’re working on a few projects and ebooks surrounding the topics of daygame and Indian men for 2015. We’re hoping to drop a few free guides and ebooks to help you make 2015 a great year. There will also be some surprises in store.
Now, this isn’t going to be one of those men’s health articles about why masturbating is good for you. I’m not going to go into details about how testosterone levels are affected or any of that other crap.
What I want to discuss with you today, is a few simple reasons why masturbating is good for you in general. Some people go on the “no fap challenge” for various reasons, and I just simply can’t commit to something like that. If I’m not busting a nut in any shape or form for a few days, then I feel flat mentally and my dick wants to burst out of any pants I’m wearing as I get hornier and hornier.
There are several benefits for masturbating which is what I’m going to go into today. The longest I’ve gone without doing it is about 10 days, and that was because I couldn’t really. I was in pain. I’d nearly torn my banjo string with a girl and I’d needed to give it a rest. Funnily enough, I found the 10 day absence quite easy. My body must have known that I should keep my hands well clear of my junk, so wasn’t too arsed itself.
But when you’re fit and healthy, here are a few good reasons why masturbating is good for you:
1) It reduces horniness and allows you to be smoother with girls
When you bust a nut, it’s akin to cleansing yourself of some evil spirit. For a short while after you masturbate, you don’t want to think about being with other girls. You don’t want anything to do with them and you can focus on other things that are more important, like making money or completing a project without the distraction of your dick making you think about sex.
And, of course, if you’re chatting up girls, it makes you more aloof because you aren’t as bothered. Instead of coming across as a sex-hungry desperate pervert, you can be cooler, more relaxed, and you can give off a better vibe.
2) You know if the girl you like is a keeper
I’ve written about it before, but when you’ve shot your load, you become less bothered about the girl you’re thinking about or have just had sex with. If you’re dating a girl and feel yourself catching the love bug, there’s one simple test to determine whether you’re catching feelings for her: have a wank!
Yep, it’s that simple. If you toss your salad and think about her, finish yourself off and still want to see that girl, you’re falling for her, my friend. If you don’t want anything to do with her after you’ve had your private time, then you know the situation you’re in – she’s just a fuck buddy!
3) It’s so much cheaper than dating or getting a whore
When I’ve had dry spells and had no wingman to go out with me, or had no motivation to go out and pick up girls, it becomes a real test of my character. Ever since I started having regular sex, I can’t go too long without it otherwise I start to go a bit crazy for it.
There have been times where I think I should pay for a brass for an hour to have my fill without all the drama of picking up girls, getting their numbers, asking for dates, wondering who is going to text back and so on. It’s a stupid thing to do in my opinion unless you’ve got a lot of spare cash lying around or have a regular income which it won’t make a difference for.
I’ve caught myself looking at sites before wondering if I should do it. An easy way to save £100 and get the results I’m after? Have a wank! No more horniness, money in my bank still and no masses of time spent chasing after girls and going on dates.
This is a real lazy way of doing things, but when you’ve got more important stuff happening in your life, save yourself the time and have a tommy tank. Not everything has to be about girls.
4) Keep your dignity – don’t shag that 4!
Again, going back to dry spells, some of you may consider sleeping with that easy 4 just to get your end away. You may go on a dating site or Tinder and find the first girl that would have sex with you, regardless of how she looks. Enough alcohol will make you horny enough to mount anything, and the 4 turns into a 7 when you’ve had a few.
If you find yourself in this situation, don’t do it! I’ve done it before and felt like shit afterwards. You may not think it at the time when you’re horny as hell and would shag anything to get rid of the feeling but trust me, sit down in front of some porn and have your wicked way with yourself. Order a pizza afterwards. Revel in the time you have to yourself instead of trying to shamefully kick a nasty skank out of your apartment. You’ll feel better for it afterwards.
Of course, I want you guys to go out there and get laid, but even the biggest playas are still having fun with themselves. To the Indian guy that hit on my French girl on Oxford Street and failed, just keep tugging your little willy, mate. You’ve got no hope.
Here’s a fun post, Krauser is making a new video product called The Street Seducer. Check it out below.
On another note, haters have been downvoting this teaser of The Street Seducer, so give him a hand lads.
One of the most important ways to have a girl stick around with you is to have good sex with her. It’s almost the gateway into her soul. I can recall so many times where I’ve finished up in bed with a girl, laid down trying to catch my breath, and seen these huge, bright and sparkling eyes look at me in pure adulation as if she was asking in her head “who is this guy?”
My “problem” with girls is when I’ve shagged them and don’t want much else from them. But I’ve had such good sex with them that they want more and more. I only want to see them once or twice, but the sex I’ve had with them means they won’t stop blowing up my phone. I know it sounds like I’m boasting here, but I’m a realist and I just tell it how it is. I’m good in bed, and if you want to capture a girl’s soul, then you need to learn how to have good sex too.
There are a few simple tips that I have for you lads to become better in the sack. I didn’t start having regular sex until I was 23 years old, and spent a lot of time watching pornos and learning techniques from them. God bless you, internet. But there’s more to it than positions. It’s all about rhythm, power, and taking charge. Here’s a few ways you can improve your sex life with your missus:
1 – Learn not to spaff straight away
Probably the biggest problem in the bedroom is when lads finish too quickly. When it comes to sex, I used to worry about how long I’d last, but there are ways to improve this. I know some guys reading this will think “well, as long as I come, I don’t care” – good for you, mate.
Anyway, there are certain “techniques” you can master to prevent yourself from spaffing early. All it requires is a little communication in the bedroom, and not being fearful of talking about it to the girl. If I feel myself about to come only 2 minutes in, then simply pulling out for about 5 seconds stops it. I can then put it back in and last for ages. Problem solved. Don’t be scared to talk to your girl about it and don’t be fearful of what she’ll say. Just take charge. Which leads me to point number two…
2 – Be dominant in bed
Not exactly rocket science or mind-blowing advice, but you have to be dominant in the bedroom. Pull her around, roll her over, push her down, grab her legs, and move her to where you want her. If you’ve got a girl asking you “what do you want me to do in the bedroom?” then you’re doing things right.
Don’t let her switch positions when she wants to – that’s your job. She wants to go on top? Nope. Roll her over and do her doggy. She’s on top but wants to change? Nope. Pull her towards you and start fucking her with all of your might. You’re the leader – make her follow you.
3 – The 7 shallow, 1 deep technique
I can’t take credit for this one. I heard about it from someone else early in the summer and I have no idea where he heard it from, but I gave it a go and it worked wonders.
It increases the sexual tension between you and the girl and it makes her go into a frenzy. She’ll start pulling you in towards her and will start flailing around in frustration as a result, which is what good sex is all about. The more you frustrate her, the better the experience is for her, which will lead you to capturing her soul.
The idea is this: you pump her in sequences of 8.
The first 7 pumps are shallow, then the 8th is deep.
The first 6 pumps are shallow, then the 7th and 8th are deep.
The first 5 pumps are shallow, then the 6th, 7th and 8th are deep.
The first 4 pumps are shallow, then the 5th, 6th, 7th and 8th are deep.
The first 3 pumps are shallow, then the 4th, 5th, 6th, 7th and 8th are deep.
The first 2 pumps are shallow, then the 3rd, 4th, 5th, 6th, 7th and 8th are deep.
The first pump is shallow, then the other 7 are deep.
Then you do it in reverse order. Voila. You will be a sex God if you use this technique and stay disciplined with it despite how much she wants you to just go deep, deep, deep.
4 – It’s all about the rhythm
A lot of guys think that sex should just be pumping and pumping and pumping as hard and as fast as you can. Not only does that lead you to shooting your load a lot sooner, but it also doesn’t do as much as you think for girls.
When I first started having sex regularly, I fucked a Brazilian girl where I learned to start having more rhythm in sex. This made my following experiences so much better with the other girls I fucked. Pay attention to what her body is doing, and react accordingly. If she’s pushing towards you, you don’t want to be pulling away.
You should be pushing on her as she is pushing on you (assuming she’s not lazy). Good sex is like a dance, and you shouldn’t feel awkward whilst you’re doing it. Again, don’t be afraid to talk to her – communication is vital.
5 – Go as deep as you can
“Easy for you to say, Matt. You can end wars with your penis.”
I know, I know, but even guys who are hung like hamsters can get in deep. Learn some positions where you can get all the way in and touching her stomach without having the largest member. Her legs over your shoulders for example. Pull her hips in towards you whilst you’re fucking her. The deeper you go, the better it is for both you and her.
Thus ends your sex education class from The 3 Bromigos. I’ve heard complaints from girls in social circles I have about not having good sex often enough. Sure, there are good looking guys about, but apparently you’d be surprised about what your male competition can actually do in the bedroom.
If you want a healthy relationship, if you want to keep a girl interested in you, and if you want her talking to her friends about how amazing you are in the sack and having them interested in you too, then make sure you take on board some of the advice above.
‘From jilted lover to lady killer’ is the tagline on Krauser’s new book – Balls Deep which is the first volume of his memoirs.
It covers the story of how he got into the world of game and progressed towards become the heartbreaker today. I was at the two events he held to launch his recent products and he gave me a copy to have a look through. Balls Deep is really well made like his other books, you’ve got a professional cover, good artwork and over 400 pages of action, pain and fucking.
Many a men have had meltdowns during their red pill journey. Honestly it’s ok to have a meltdown, it’s human nature and something that helps you change your identity. The red pill path is fraught with pitfalls and serious troughs that balance out the highs of the feelings of freedom and the joy of getting somewhere with women. Many men who get into learning game or following a red pill path drop off at the first dip. Their first meltdown is something their ego and identity can’t handle nor recover from. Therefore they regress back to what they know and felt comfort in, a world isolated from truth.