Archive for December, 2006

Dec 30 2006

J-chick¡Çs Super Last-Minute-Resistance Blasted with Porno!

Published by Amanojack under Uncategorized

Factorsleading to success:
-initial interest because she wanted to learn English
-selection of good venue to take her to
-touching her strongly on the arm immediately upon meeting at the station
-not letting her steal the frame (not making it an "English lesson")
-demonstrating personality and passion through stories
-getting her to elicit the racy/romantic parts of the story from me, ratherthan pushing them on her
-overcoming last-minute-resistanceto sex by persisting relentlessly with a wide variety of methods

So I met this hairstylist girl with really big cute eyes (kinda like an animegirl) at one of those international parties in Shibuya. As is pretty common in Japan, she wasinterested from the outset, but only because she wanted me to teach herEnglish.

At the party I just got her number and email uneventfully and we set up the nextmeet by email with no problem, with her saying "please teach meEnglish!" I never directly replied to that line, because I didn¡Çt want tobox myself into the role of her English teacher. I also didn¡Çt refuse to teachher English, because that might¡Çve lowered the chances of her meeting me sincethat was her motivation for meeting me at that time. Ignoring rather thanrefusing is a common and powerful technique. In Japan you can use language andcultural misunderstandings to make this easier, so the technique becomes anintegral part of your everyday toolbox.

We met at the station and I immediately touched her on the arm strongly when Igreeted her, very casually and relaxedly, without looking at my hand,maintaining solid and friendly eye contact. This is something I always do whenI meet a chick for an arranged meeting, because it establishes that "that’sjust the kind of person I am" (so all touching afterward is congruent) and"I am a sexual being" (Japanese guys never do this, but it¡Çs acceptedbecause you are foreign). I took her to my "surefire lay"restaurant/bar near my place (if you don’t have a venue like this, find one!)and spoke in easy English at first to satisfy her desire to learn.

We made small talk a bit while she relaxed and got used to my English voice,because I was going to need her to understand the stories I was about to startinto.

I never launch into a story myself; I always wait until they ask me one of thekey questions that Japanese people invariably ask, and get them to elicit mystories in the course of trying to get that key question answered. Here’s howit works in practice:

J-chick:So, why did you come to Japan?(they ALWAYS ask this)
Amanojack: Well, it all started when I was in high school, at the junior prom.(This is bait: Japanese girls have this super-romantic image of high schoolproms, and press me to talk about it more every time I mention it.)

I go into my favorite attraction/romance/personality/passion story, whichproduces in her thatwide-eyed look like how a dog looks at you when you¡Çre holding its food bowl.This happens 90% of the time I take a girl to this venue and tell the exactsame story to every chick, so nothing interesting is happening so far. She¡Çsjust feeling this unexpected attraction toward me like I anticipated, and I readthe situation well enough to be able to see the first chance I have to go forthe kiss. The signs I see are: she holds eye contact for longer, when Ipronounce ¡ÈW¡É sounds she glances down at my lips, she doesn¡Çt pull away when Iget close, and she reciprocates my casual touching.

So I testfor the kiss using the earlobe by talking close to her ear and letting my lipsbrush against it as I talk (while I¡Çm massaging her shoulders from behind),modulating my voice deeper and slower. She doesn’t move away at this point so Iknow it¡Çs time for the kiss. Again, this is all routine, nothing out of the ordinary.After a few short French kisses in the bar, I say "let’s go" andstart walking to take her home. This part is routine and not worth going intobecause it’s the same as most other lays I’ve had in Japan.

Where it gets interesting: I get her home and we’re making out, but she’sputting up MASSIVE resistance to the clothes coming off! OK, this is myspecialty - time to pull out all the tools in the Amanojack last-minute-resistance(LMR: resistance put up by a chick who is horny for you but having sex with youis against her better judgment) busting toolbox!

LMR breaker 1: POWER UP!! Already making out, so just make out more, up themomentum, up the energy, up the passion, focus more on kissing her well, changetouching escalation patterns,and see how far you get. Really focus on what is so hot about her so you canreally get into it like a wild animal swept away by passion. This leads me tothe tits, and I have a rule: if I can lick BOTH nipples the lay is in the bag.But this time I only got to lick ONE nipple before she stopped me. Uh-oh, timefor…

LMR breaker 2: THE BACKDOOR PATH!! Strangely enough, in Japan generally the ass and anusdon’t really count as sexual parts, and some girls will let you touch their assall the way down to her crack, and then if you go the extra inch around back toher pussy she’s like "Hey! You tricked me, I didn’t think you could reachmy pussy from there!" Sure enough, I tried it and got a brief touch ofpussy – it felt like warm juicy pudding!! She enjoyed it for a brief secondbecause she was too surprised to stop me, but then she got control of herself,pulled me away and started saying, "Let’s just go to sleep." But Iain’t havin’ that…

LMR breaker 3: THE EARLOBE BLITZ!! Remember this amazing and very useful fact:earlobe stimulation can temporarily but completely remove a woman’s will toresist for a few seconds. If you can stimulate her earlobe to the point whereshe gets shivers in her body, you can suddenly touch her ANYWHERE and she won’tresist. It’s a power point like no other…except the clitoris! This isAmanojack’s earlobe-clit blitz technique, perfected over several years.

You open the resistance window for a few seconds at a time, getting your handnear her pussy the first time, then pulling your hand away as the windowcloses. Reopen the window a few seconds later with more ear stimulation, putyour hand on her panties and rub her pussy through them (or come in through the¡Èbackdoor¡É). Next time the window opens slide your hand in and rub directly.Next two windows rub the clit directly. Once you have a few seconds of goodstimulation of the clit, it is usually game over (depends on your skill there,too, so practice your hand skills to perfection on any girls you get the chancewith - this alone will increase your success rate!).

This girl is about to explode, but something was keeping her from fucking, eventhough she was juicing herself and my bed like crazy. Some memory from thepast, not wanting to look like a slut, hoping for a romantic relationshipinstead of a sexual one, or just trying to keep to her word that she wouldn’tfuck tonight. She knows she is too horny for her own good, as I found outlater, and she is used to using her willpower to keep stuff from happening. Heragenda and my agenda collided, and her agenda was winning in spite of the factthat she was really horny right then.

This was just about the strongest LMR I’d ever seen! She was really horny, butshe could get even more horny. There is a point of horniness where resistancebecomes simply out of the question because she just wants it so badly. Thisfact is one of the pillars of seduction. The question is how to tap into herarousal response and get her to melt into a pool of horniness. Time for…

LMR breaker 4: WRESTLING!! A pattern of resistance was building up, making themood too serious and interfering with her horniness response. I realized that Iwasn’t going to make anymore progress until that resistance pattern was broken.It was time to try something totally different.

I picked her up and started spinning her around and pretending to attack herlike a play monster and bite her neck in between making out and playfully rough-handlingher. She liked this a lot, and the playful mood returned. The resistancepattern was broken. I used the monster role-playing as an excuse to strip someclothes off her while growling like a wolf in fun. Finally we were down to justunderwear, but then she knew the danger was greater and she put up even moreresistance!! All these LMR breakers are things that usually work, but this timedidn’t. She knew her own horniness response too well and was determined not togive into temptation. So near, yet so far… But I was more determined to tempther until she just decided, ¡ÈWell why not, just this once¡Ä..¡É (but it¡Çs notreally ¡Èjust this once¡É because once the precedent has been set and she has aneasy way to vent her sexual desires, it usually becomes a regular thing if youwant it to be).

LMR breaker 5: ROLE REVERSAL!! One thing that can often work is to get thechick to pleasure you. She may have an objection to you touching her pussy, butsometimes sucking the dick is OK with her. But once she’s done that you’renaturally a step closer to sex. J-chicks are of course always curious to seewhat a gaijin cock looks like, comment that it’s big, touch it to see how hardit is, etc. I deliberately pretended to enjoy her touching it more than I actuallydid, in order to encourage her. It worked, and she started lightly rubbing itwhile we made out. It gave me more leeway to touch her, and I finally got downto licking the pussy and some slight fingering, which she really liked. I’mthinking, "Aha! This girl likes insertion more than clit!" But justthen she realized if she didn’t stop me we’re gonna definitely end up fucking,and she’s still dead set on not fucking tonight.

LMR breaker 6: TAKE AWAY –> VERBAL SEDUCTION!! So I finally did the oldtake away, saying I was hungry and started eating some chocolates I had withher. She relaxed a bit, and I start talking about how the chocolate tastes sogood mixed with her pussy juices that were still on my fingers, now facing slightlyaway from her, not touching her at all. Her mouth opens a bit, and I get theidea to start painting images of a sexual fantasy in her mind. I ask if she hasa fantasy, and she doesn’t tell me. She says she wants romance, so I say,"Where is romantic?" She says the beach, so I say something like,

"You mean like when you are lying on your back on the beach, feeling thewarm sand on your skin, listening to the rhythm of the waves?" I startmodulating my voice like I did before to get the wide-eyed captivated look likeshe gave me at the restaurant. I describe the physical sensations of being onthe beach in a tropical paradise. And then I mention "the man" whohappens to be there and how nice it feels as his body rubs up against hers,sliding up and down on her in the same rhythm as the waves as they slide up anddown the shore. Yes, I¡Çm milking it for all it’s worth, adding as much sensualand quasi-sexual content as I can. You¡Çd think the girl would go, ¡ÈHey, whatare you trying here,¡É but once they are captivated by the story they just can’tstop listening. You can push on with impunity. By the way, it¡Çs not necessaryto describe actual sex, because the girl will fill in the blanks in herimagination better than you ever could with your own words. Just hint at it, ordescribe the kissing in detail.

This finally brings on another round of making out as I’m describing thefantasy more and more, but we run out of communication ability as her Englishand my Japanese ability are stretched to their limits, and the fantasy sort ofstalls.

LMR breaker 6: PORNO VIDEO!!! I can see I have something here with the sexualtalk, so I try one last thing before giving up. This is radical, reserved forjust such an occasion. I do another take away and ask if she wants to watch avideo.

At this point she is insisting that "we will have sex next time, so youshould just give up tonight,¡É which sounds like a good argument, but I knowfrom experience that it is better to seal the deal than be sorry later when shebails before the next meet. So she is happy with my idea of watching a videoand asks what videos I have. Of course all I have are pornos! And since theydon’t have uncensored porn in Japan except in Shinjuku, I pull out myuncensored videos I got there and tell her this is her chance to see uncensoredstuff for the first time (I’m taking a risk here being so brash, just becausethis is a last-ditch effort). She says it’s going to be too much for her, toohardcore. But she can¡Çt help but watch it, just out of curiosity, like a mothattracted to a light bulb.

I put on the video and it’s really full on, closeup hardcore stuff (Japanesevideo), which she finds pretty disturbing but cannot take her eyes off of it,just out of shock. Finally she starts gushing about all the stuff they aredoing on the screen, and she just gets all jellylike and we start making outwith renewed passion, finally no resistance — she is hopelessly horny now, andwe fuck straight out, some of the best sex I’ve ever had. She has a great bodyand really soft pussy that seems to be meant for my cock! She continues to be agreat lay to this day, because she’s always so darn horny!

Lesson learned: persist, persist, persist! But NOT with the same techniques -keep trying different things until something works. I hope this report opened some people’seyes to the vast array of tools out there for overcoming thatlast-minute-resistance you tend to encounter right before sex. With thistoolkit and the ability to be passionate and flexible, maintaining momentum andmanaging her mental state, LMR can pretty much always be overcome.

By the way, the total time from getting her back to my apartment to finallygetting the lay was less than 2 hours, just to give you an idea of how long Ispent with each LMR breaker. Most LMR will be overcome just by having enoughpassion and kissing skill that she gets swept away by the momentum of themoment, plus knowing how to escalate kino to the breasts, down to the ass andpussy, and how and when to backup and push forward again. This is an atypicalexample of mega-LMR as far as J-chicks go, but it taught me a lot, so I thoughtothers might get something from it, too.

Sidenote: Some might question the morality of tempting a girl to do something whenshe is trying not to give into that temptation. If you feel this is somewhatshady, that’s good because it means you¡Çre not a ruffian who just wants to takeadvantage of people, but careful consideration will reveal the truth of thematter. You should seriously consider the moral issues here. I have, and I havecome to the conclusion that it is not wrong to place heavy temptation on agirl. What she in the end decides is her own responsibility. You do not forceher to do anything she doesn¡Çt want to do.

Thereason such situations come about is that the girl is looking for romance. Shewants sex, too, but she is afraid she won¡Çt get any romance if she gives up thesex too quickly. (If she doesn¡Çt want sex and is not horny, her resistance is*NOT* LMR; it is just plain no good and you have to go back a few steps and tryto build enough attraction to make her interested in you.) You might want justsex or maybe you want to make her your girlfriend or even wife. In any of thesecases your goal is the same: to have good sex with her as soon as possible.This is and always will be the surest path to make a girl fall in love with youif that’s what you want. (If you don’t want her to fall in love don’t give offromantic vibes, just keep it passionate and sexual – kinda obvious really.)

Now ifshe is determined to make you her boyfriend and you are determined to make heryour sex friend, you have a clash of agendas. This is a very common one. She¡Çsmaking her best efforts to ensure you don¡Çt have sex too fast, even if you bothreally want to. You¡Çre making your best efforts to ensure you have sex as soonas possible. Hence major friction is to be expected.

However,there is no moral issue with pursuing your agenda. Your job is to show howgreat it can be just to enjoy good sex. Her job is to show you how great it canbe to be boyfriend and girlfriend. If you get sucked into her frame and end upgoing out with her against your better judgment, no one can blame her. By thesame token, if she gets sucked into your sexual frame and ends up having wildsex with you against her better judgment, no one can blame you. You goal is togive her so much pleasure that she changes her mind about needing to be in arelationship, because before she never knew sex alone could be THIS GOOD. So doher well!!

There isnothing wrong with pursuing matters in this fashion, but you need to get thisfact clear in your mind BEFORE you encounter this situation. You cannot haveeven the slightest uncertainty about what you are doing and WHY you are doingit and why it is a good thing to be doing and NOT EVIL. Otherwise you¡Çll lackthe intensity of purpose to follow through against heavy resistance and thechick will see this and not follow your lead. She will not trust you if youhave these last minute moral qualms, and then you will get nowhere. Hopefullythis article has helped you think this through for yourself so you know whereyou stand.

Asalways, questions and comments are welcome and will be responded to. If youhave any issue with a particular girl or just in general, by all means post acomment in reply to this article or send me a mail. With your permission I¡Çllleave off your name if I choose to post your mail on the blog.

Happyhunting!

Amanojack

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Dec 30 2006

The Golden Path to True Japanese Mastery

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- Want to really master Japanese? By master I don¡Çt mean " get JLPT Level 1¡É. That is only the level necessary to be able to follow along in courses at a Japanese university, and yet the JLPT listening section is far too easy to be of much help at a real uni. Plus there is no writing or speaking! The reading is a fairly good test for a passable level of reading ability, but certainly not the end-all-be-all.

- Case in point: Most JLPT Level 1 graduates could certainly follow the main thrust of story of the Harry Potter books in Japanese, yet even though almost every kanji has furigana over it and it¡Çs a book for children, very few graduates could honestly say they would understand all or even most of the finer details without consulting a dictionary very frequently. Once and for all: mastery means native level. I don¡Çt myself profess to be native level, but I have reached level I will call ¡Èpiecewise-native¡É in that while I may not have the shear breadth of knowledge of a native Japanese speaker, within the range of knowledge that I do have I can very often impersonate a native without being found out (until they see my face, hehe). Provided I can continue to expand my vocabulary as I have up to now, I should one day be able to approach native level. My goal here is to share the secrets of this golden path with all those who are willing to invest the time and energy.

- Look forward to good things to come, And please post your hard questions on Japanese and Japanese study.

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Dec 27 2006

Crash Course in Japanese Culture - Part V

Published by Pachipro under Uncategorized

We went into Sachiko’s room and she brought out a large towel, a fresh change of underclothes, a pair of socks, and a pair of sweat pants with a matching sweat shirt. I started to remove my clothes and Sachiko left the room.

I opened the door and slid it closed behind me as I stepped into the slippers. With a towel around my waste I instantly felt the cold air around my legs and chest as I walked the couple of steps to the bath room on my right. I was still amazed that I couldn’t smell anything from the open pit toilet next to the bath room. The door to the kitchen was closed and I heard Sachiko and her mother talking.

I slid open the door to the bath room, stepped out of my slippers, and stepped down onto a cold, wet floor. It was quite steamy in there and the small window was slightly ajar.

The bath room was quite small and square with a concrete floor and a drain. The bathtub was the smallest I had ever seen. It was pale blue in color; about 3ft square, about 2ft in height, and was covered with a removable serrated cover. There was a spigot over the tub. There was also a long, silver flue that came from the side of the tub and exited the wall near the ceiling. It looked like you lit it somewhere on the bottom and this was how the water was heated. Also, on the floor were two plastic basins and a small, plastic thing with a hole in the center about a half foot high. It looked like you could sit on it. On the wall, about two feet from the floor was a small soap dish with a bar of soap in it, a small rack that had what looked like a thin, pink wash cloth on it and another spigot.

That’s pretty low. I’ll have to reach for the soap. And why is there another faucet down there? I remember thinking. In the corner were two bottles of what I assumed to be shampoo and rinse.

How does one take a bath in that? I thought to myself as I stared at the bathtub and started to shiver a little. Sachiko then opened the door from the kitchen and mentioned that the water would be a little hot. She pointed to a pink, plastic, plunger looking type thing in the corner and said I should mix the water with it. I looked at her quizzically and she stepped into the plastic slippers, removed the cover, folded it, and placed it in the corner. She took the plunger, placed it in the water, and mixed it around. She inserted her hand and said, "There, that should be ok."

"Thanks," I said to her. She exited the room and slid the door closed behind her. I removed my towel and placed it in the towel rack. Standing there naked, I started to shiver a little as I put my hand into the crystal clear water. Wow was it hot! It didn’t burn me or anything, but it was hotter than any bath water I had felt before. I lifted a leg and placed it into the water. Man was it hot. I instantly removed it. After a while I tried again. It started to burn a little as I gently eased my leg into the water but continued doing so. Upon my foot touching the bottom of the bath, I eased my other leg in.

Man was it hot! There I was standing there in this really hot water that reached a little above my knees with my arms crossed and my hands clutching my shoulders to try and stay warm. It was so hot that my legs started to itch from the heat. I instantly got out and wondered if I could stand the heat and take a bath. Is this some kind of joke? Maybe she made it a little too hot, I thought to myself standing there like a fool. I looked at my legs and they were distinctly pink where the water reached.

I had no concept of a Japanese bath at the time. I had no idea that the water of a Japanese bath is really hot, but not hot enough to do any damage. The heat was supposed to sooth you and your muscles while you relaxed in the water.

Trying again, I eased a leg into the water. This time it didn’t feel all that hot. I eased the other leg in and it felt the same. Hmmm. It’s not that hot now. I put my hands on the side of the tub and gently eased the rest of my body into the bath. After a couple of inches I bolted upright again.

Shit, this is too hot for me! I said to myself. Maybe, I’ll just pass on the bath, make a little splashing noise, and pretend that I took one. But it was still cold in there and I didn’t think I could just stand there for fifteen or twenty minutes.

Trying yet again, I gently eased my body down into the water. It must’ve taken me a full five minutes to get my entire body into the hot water inch, by burning inch. I would lower myself a little lower than the previous time and get up again. I repeated that process and soon I was sitting there, cross legged, with water up to just below my neck and my body itching from the heat while water spilled over the sides of the tub.

After a while, the itchiness was gone and it was still hot, but not uncomfortable, and I started to relax. I eased my head back and rested it on the edge of the tub and looked at the ceiling of the steamy room while I let the heat penetrate my body. It really began to feel good.

After a few minutes of this I noticed that my forehead was starting to sweat. Well, I guess I better wash up, I thought. I reached down for the soap, grabbed the thin washcloth and brought both into the bath. I was surprised that the washcloth was not cloth at all. It was kind of rough nylon, felt a little like sand paper and was quite long. I wet the cloth, rubbed the soap on it, stood up, and proceeded to wash myself right there in the tub as I was accustomed to! I also noticed that my entire body was pink, almost like I was sunburned. I sat back down and let the soapy, hot water sooth my body again. This was not too bad now and it really felt good after all.

I had no inkling at the time that I had made a major cultural blunder here. No one had explained to me that, in a Japanese bath, you are supposed to wash yourself outside of the tub and rinse yourself off with the hot water from the bath with the basins. When you are completely clean and free of soap, you then get in and relax. This is very economical and the whole family can take a bath using very little water and gas.

Anyway, I got out of the tub and rinsed out the cloth with cold water from the faucet near the floor and hung it up. Man was that water cold. I reached into the tub, grabbed the chain, removed the stopper and let the water drain onto the floor. I grabbed the towel from the rack and proceeded to dry myself off.

After a minute or so Sachiko opened the door to the bath room and I almost fell over trying to get the towel around me. "What are you doing?" she said. "Don’t let the water out. We have to use it again."

"Why? The waters dirty from my bath."

Her eyes widened as she looked at the tub and the soap ring and she said, "Did you wash in bath?"

"Of course," I answered. Doesn’t everybody? I thought to myself.

"Oh no!" she said. "My fault! My fault! I should of explain to you how take Japanese bath. I thought you know," she said with a somewhat shocked look on her face.

Motioning me out of the bathroom she went in and started running the water. She left and came back with a rag and proceeded to clean out the tub while I stood in the hallway watching her and thinking that I really screwed up here. I remember wondering if she was pissed off at me. How was I to know? No one explained it to me. I also remember that I felt no cold whatsoever out there in the hallway. My body was so heated from the tub that it couldn’t feel the cold. As Sachiko cleaned out the tub I walked back into her room.

I put on the sweat pants, tee shirt and socks, and sat on the floor at the small table and lit a cigarette. I felt really dumb and embarrassed, but didn’t let it bother me too much because no one explained the technique involved in taking a Japanese bath. After a few minutes I heard water running again. Sachiko went into the kitchen and then came into the room with a small tray that held a bottle of beer and two small glasses.

She sat at the table and poured the beer for the both of us. "Sorry," I said. "I didn’t know about a Japanese bath."

She looked at me, smiled, and said, "That’s ok. No probrem. I should explain to you or ask if you know about Japanese bath."

She held up her glass, said "compai", cheers, and we touched our glasses together. Man, did that cold beer taste good after that bath. I quickly drank it and Sachiko refilled it. She went on explain the fundamentals of taking a Japanese bath:

When taking a bath one first rinses oneself off with water from the bath with the basins. The feet are washed first. If the body is not extremely dirty, one can then enter the bath and relax a bit. After a while, you remove yourself from the bath, sit on the small seat and fill two basins with water from the bath. If the water is too hot, you can add cold water from the faucet. You then pour water from one of the basins over yourself once or twice. Afterwards, you proceed to wash your body. You also shave and wash your hair if needed. Then you rinse yourself off with clean water from the bath with one of the basins and do it again until your body is completely rinsed off. Then, you get into the tub and let the hot water relax you and take all your cares away.

Sachiko went on to explain that I would have to take a bath again to cleanse my body of the soap film that was probably on me. I had never thought of this before, but in a way it did make sense. It made very good sense.

I heard male voices coming from the kitchen and realized that her father and brother were home. Sachiko left the room to turn off the bath water and start the heating process over again. This would take about another 40 minutes and therefore, dinner would be delayed due to my not knowing how to take a bath.

Anyway, I remained in the room and drank the rest of the beer and listened to the radio while the bath heated. When it was ready, I again took a bath and washed my hair. I thought the father and brother would go first but, because I was the guest, as Sachiko explained, I went first.

This time I did it right as Sachiko made clear. I entered the bath room, sat on the small seat and filled the two basins with water from the tub and proceeded to wash myself outside the tub. I then rinsed myself off with clean water from the bath with the other basin. I then washed my hair and entered the tub to relax. It was still hot, but not as hot as the first time. I relaxed in there for a few minutes until I felt myself starting to sweat. Then I got out, dried myself off and went back to the room.

Sachiko then invited me into the family room where I sat on a zabuton, a thick cushion, on the floor at the short rectangular table. She brought another beer, poured it for me and turned the TV on. Her father had already entered the bath. I glanced at the clock on the dresser and it was a little past 7pm. The heat from the bath still warmed me.

Here I was about to eat my first Japanese dinner, while sitting on the floor, in a Japanese house with a Japanese family. I still just could not believe I was in this place and experiencing this strange culture first hand. It was all so surreal and I hoped nobody was pissed off at me for screwing up in the bath and delaying dinner.

To be continued…..

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Dec 23 2006

so i was riding the train

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and there was this chick standing next to me. pretty small, pretty cute, a regular japanese girl. i realised I needed to email my friend. so i start looking for my phone. i check the front pocket, back pocket, jacket pocket, and I cant find it. I remember that its in my bag, so I reach down, and pick up my bag. now, by accident, I very gently bump this girls purse as I reach down for my bag. now here comes the funny part.

This girl takes one step away, and look at me kind of shocked. then while watching me she slooowly opens up her bag, and then checks to make sure that her purse is still there. once she checks that all her money is still there, she looks over at me, and closes her bag again.

thats pretty rude. it made me wish i had magic gaijin powers to steal all her shit from her CLOSED PURSE.

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Dec 23 2006

Best Spots in Tokyo for Getting Girls

Published by Amanojack under Uncategorized

I’ve mapped this city out and been almost everywhere. This is a brain dump of some of my knowledge of the city.

–Major Stations–

SHIBUYA

Profile: Youngest average age of chicks and most crowded area in the city. Highest number of gyaru/yamamba, but also the place where you can expect the most blow-offs (for street approaches) because there are scouts and nampa-artists all over the streets hitting on the girls non-stop, and Shibuya is considered a somewhat dangerous place. A pretty good place to cut your teeth and watch some mad street nampa happening all around you. One thing, you’ll never have to worry about finding your next target.

Places to go (mostly along and around Center-gai): McDonalds/First Kitchen/Lotteria/other fast food places (tons of young girls hanging out, doing their makeup, just killing time!), the Hubs (a chain of "English" pubs actually Japanese owned and staffed, cheap drinks, with good mix of foreigners and J-chicks/guys and nice casual feeling with low lighting), in or in front of the 109 Building (filled to the gills with hot chicks, but watch out for security guards - it’s exclusively fashion shops for women), or one of the many clubs like Pure, Asia, Xanadu, Gaspanic, etc. I don’t go clubbing in Shibuya much, but I know on Saturday evenings both Xanadu and Pure host "international parties" where the chicks are already looking for foreigners, and usually there will be a few serious hotties in the mix. If you want to be the only foreigner in a place and just OWN it, then you gotta get the word from a Japanese friend who knows shit, so try to make a few Japanese guy friends, too!

HARAJUKU

Profile: Probably the most fashionable area (along Omotesando) but also the youngest (along Takeshita St.). Home to the visual-kei groups that dress up like Little Bo Beep and other funky costumes. Good for daytime and early evening pickup.

Places to go: Takeshita Street (tight and crowded, easy to bump into people and start chatting), in front of the GAP (picked up two very hot chicks there with a wingman last month, got ‘em home and made out but ended up fumbling the lays), Italian restaurants (not for straight nampa, but usually all girls sitting nearby and waitresses are almost all pretty hot), Yoyogi Park, especially when there is any kind of event or concert or festival going on.

SHINKUKU

Profile: Excellent traffic and good mix of ages with plenty of teens and early 20s girls, office ladies, hostesses, cabaret girls, etc. Probably the most consistent outdoor pickup location in the city, and fantastic on weekends when the weather is good. Not as intimidating as Shibuya. Kabuki-cho is a different story, and street PU there can be really tough because it is considered by many to be the most dangerous part of the whole country - also can cause girls to flake when you try to meet them again unless the girl always hangs out in that area. It seems the girl goes home and tells her friends she met this cool foreigner, and when her friends hear where you met, they freak out and keep her from meeting you again. If you decide to hunt chicks there, be ready to build extra trust and rapport, or go all out for same-day-lay (my default recommendation). Club pickup in some of the clubs and bars in Kabuki-cho can be a little better, though.

Places to go: East and south exits have mega-high traffic all the time (west exit, too, but older age range), and just walking around on the street is great during the day/early evening, at night the three Hubs are all pretty good (best one I think is on Yasukuni Street in front of Kabuki-cho), as well as Dubliners (near Mitsukoshi). Groups of college students are all around having go-kons and club events (they go to izakayas and get pissed and try to get lucky. Generally any place in Shinjuku with people, including Starbucks, etc., is cool. You can be like a kid in a candy store just walking around there!

IKEBUKURO

Profile: Few foreigners here, and less hot or young women than Shinjuku or Shibuya, but more country girls visiting from outside Tokyo, who are less busy, more horny, and more naive, cute, and "innocent" (but plenty willing to give it up!). I actually find the ceiling to be higher as far as level of hotness, although the average is lower. It may not look like much, but there are some gems here, and they can be the most receptive and easily charmed. I have gotten a few hard blow-offs here (like when I stalled chicks out by not approaching immediately), but mostly I think this is one of the easier and more fun places to run game in the city.

Places to go: Foreigner hangouts are, again, the Hubs (near the east and west exits), and the Black Sheep (east exit behind Mitsukoshi). No clubs here I know of, but street can be very good if you have some patience. Weekend afternoons and around 7pm on weekdays is very good. The complex of the station itself with Tobu and Seibu department stores and food courts - highly recommended. La Pausa and other Italian restaurants, cafes, Sunshine City Building (east exit). The street leading to Sunshine City is currently suffering from overhunting, and the girls are on guard there, but other places are generally cool. Also, Baskin Robbins/Haagen Dazs ice cream - very good for a kind of peacocking for some reason, I guess because no one in Japan licks their ice cream, they actually try to scoop it from the CONE with a SPOON! In the parlors themselves, you can hit on ALL the chicks using the ice cream and the staff, too!! Walking around with ice cream cones and other frozen snack thingies is great for getting attention in Japan, except they don’t last very long. I know this sounds weird, but it’s gotten me into more conversations than I can remember.

GINZA

Profile: Fine office ladies, rich girls, people visiting from all over the country, and a very classy and comfortable atmosphere, especially on Sundays. Girls are NOT used to being picked up here, so bitch shields are often not activated.

Places to go: anywhere on the street, or in department store basements, cafes like the Dotour kitty-corner from Mitsukoshi, etc. At night there are some good casual and cheap(!) bars and big pubs and beer halls, etc. Good for daytime or evening, but late night is pretty limited unless you know where to go, have money, or have friends who can get you to the exclusive places.

ROPPONGI

Profile: The foreigner capitol and nitelife center of Tokyo, and the only area of the city that is bustling all night. Tons of foreigners here, with plenty of sleazy places you can get in for free, plus many more clubs and bars for every price range. Things start picking up in the clubs between 11pm and 1am, depending on the club. Daytime pickup has gotten good here in recent years, too.

Places to go: Daytime and early evening street is cool, especially inside and around the gargantuan Roppongi Hills complex that was completed two years ago. All kinds of chicks in there, not as young on average, but many rich ones, and overall comfortable environment for street-type PU. At night the big free-entrance (often pretty sleazy) clubs are Motown (hits, dance classics, etc. - good lighting), Wall Street (same), Gaspanic (more hits/poppy, but generally the same - sometimes a lot of military guys, but sometimes all Japanese), Heartland (easy place to roll into and people are usually spilling outside into the walkways, rich guys there, but what competition are they? Not much in my experience. Last time me and a friend strode in there and walked out with the first set of two 8’s we talked to in the space of about two minutes, without ordering a drink or anything - easy place and nice atmosphere, located at the edge of Roppongi Hills, and lively even early-ish on weekday evenings), Hideout (techno, etc), Quest (pop/dance classics, etc., depends on the night), Castillo (more of a bar with a small dancefloor, classic 70s, etc.), Propaganda (ignore the name - this is actually a great casual bar) 911 (usual music, often extremely crowded and not enough lighting to see chick’s faces clearly).
Cheapish entrance places: Muse (at Azabu Crossing, between Hiroo and Roppongi station, big maze-like place with quiet areas to extract to, and easy chicks a plenty), Bar Isn’t It? (called "izunto-itto" in Japanese - a big room with a more Japanese crowd, fairly friendly, hotter chicks, and pretty good tunes the time I went), Lexington Queen ("Lex" - 3000 or 4000 yen, but Monday night girls are free, and it’s also a very famous place - a pickup artist friend of mine and Japan long-timer swears by "Monday nights at Lex"), Vanilla (use the coupons they hand out near the entrance - a solid place for hot chicks, and huge with many areas, but the staff can be assholes), Feria (sort of across the street from Muse - tons of coked up, horny, and very very young Russian models, with a few Japanese girls thrown in), A-Life (across from Roppongi Hills near the Italian family restaurant Saizeriya - many very hot chicks, but I’ve never been - more of a Japanese-dominated club, which means hotter chicks but more cliqueish and more cockblocking), X-Cross (toward Hiroo from Muse - another place like A-Life that I’ve never been but see scads of hot chick going in and out of).

For non-foreigner hangouts, it will usually cost you at least 3000, but there is Yellow and Ko (both hidden pretty well on the same sidestreet in the block kitty-corner from Muse), and about a zillion others if you know where you’re going. When I walked into Ko (kanji for ¡Èkaori¡É (¹á)), it was like they had never seen a foreigner in their entire lives and just about everyone in the club was coming up to shake my hand, dance with me, chat, some asked my number, etc. It helps if you go in with a girl, because for some reason this really disarms the would-be cockblocking guys (and of course girls).

–Smaller Stations–

KICHIJOJI (Chuo line from Shinjuku or Inokashira line from Shibuya)

Profile: Cool place with a lot street musicians and small jazz cafes and bars, etc. The thing that makes this place great for nampa is the ratio of chicks here due to the two women’s universities here and several other along the Chuo line. Sometimes it looks like there are three chicks for every guy here! Recently has suffered from overfishing though, especially near the station.

OMIYA (Saikyo line/Shonan-Shinjuku line north from Shibuya/Shinjuku/Ikebukuro 30 mins or so, or Keihin-Tohoku line north from Ueno)

Profile: A bit of a trek outside Tokyo, but young country girls galore here, and right inside and around the station is prime PU area, cafes, McDs, etc. Also recently suffering from overhunting of late, but extremely hot and cute/innocent girls all over the place. Also, very few foreigners. Nighttime nampa is going on all the time, but it can be rough competition with the J-guys - good for practice in dealing with mixed groups of J-guys and girls.

HACHIOJI (Keio line or Chuo like from Shinjuku, about an hour away)

Profile: Very friendly and different atmosphere from Tokyo, people may wave to you from their cars for no reason, and few foreigners. I found it really easy to approach there for some reason.

SHIMOKITAZAWA (Inokashira line from Shibuya, or Odakyu line from Shinjuku)

Profile: Used to be really cool place for artsy and eccentric types with a great mix of people, but hasn’t been so good recently for some reason. I met and banged a 19 yo actress for Japanese TV there three years ago, just from some gazing through a window at McDs as I was walking by on a date with another girl! Recently I hear it¡Çs not as good as it once was.

If anyone wants more specific info on anywhere in the Kanto area, I’ve been almost everywhere, always paying attention to the babe situation everywhere I went, so I can probably give some kind of advice on most places.

Happy Hunting!

Amanojack

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Dec 21 2006

Crash Course in Japanese Culture - Part IV

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After I was done with breakfast, Sachiko cleared the table and washed the dishes. I was then asked if I wanted to wash up. Of course I did. Sachiko motioned me to the kitchen sink with a pale blue plastic basin in it. She turned on the hot water heater and let the water run into the basin along with cold water from the faucet. She brought me a yellow plastic cup with a funny looking comic cat on it, a small towel, and a new toothbrush.

What? Do I brush my teeth and wash up right here in the kitchen sink? I thought to myself. Isn’t there any separate room for this? It seemed that no, there wasn’t and that’s the way it was. I did my morning ritual right there in the kitchen. How strange I remember thinking. I wonder if everyone in the family did this. I found out that, yes, they did. There was no separate room for washing up. Even in my own apartment some years later, all washing and the brushing of teeth was done in the kitchen sink as there was usually only one sink in the entire house or apartment.

After I was done, I sat down and watched the activity going on around me. The mother began to wash clothes. She brought out a basketful of clothes and exited the house through the door next to the china cabinet. I thought it odd that the washing machine was located outside the house. But, in Japan at that time, most washing machines were located outside the house, especially apartments. I guess this was in the interest of saving space.

Japanese washing machines were the smallest I had ever seen! They were like toys that my sisters might get for Christmas or something. You would wash a few items on the right and then you would transfer them to the spinner on the left to spin out the water. You could only wash one or two pairs of jeans at a time or three shirts, or 5 tee shirts and your drawers. Afterwards, you would take out the clothes, untangle them, and hang them on the clothes pole outside the house. One could have any color washing machine they wanted as long as it was white. Dryers were unheard of back then. If one had a couple of kids, it would take at least a couple of hours to wash clothes. Then you had to iron them to take out the wrinkles. I know, as I had one of these when I had my own apartment later on. By the way, I later learned that the washing of clothes is done every single day by housewives.

Sachiko, meanwhile, busied herself by taking out all the bedding from the closets in the three other rooms and hung the mattresses over the clothes pole located outside of every room to air them out.

Also, even though it was quite cold outside, by my standards, all the windows in the house were opened, and the rooms were aired out. I became a little chilly and warmed myself by sitting near the kerosene heater.

After she was finished with that I went with Sachiko on my first trip to a Japanese supermarket to buy what we were having for dinner that night, Sukiyaki. This was my first foray into Japan without any people from the base.

We left the house about noon and boarded a bus for the 15 min ride to the train station where the supermarket was located. I found it pretty interesting that you boarded the bus at the back and paid when you exited the front. The two lane main thoroughfare was so narrow that I was sure a car would hit us or that this huge bus would hit a light pole, a bicycle, or something. There were also no sidewalks, and the storefronts were located literally a foot or so from the street. With all the people, cars, bicycles, busses and taxis around we just snaked our way through, and it seemed that I was the only one who was nervous. I just stared out the window taking it all in with childlike awe. As in the house, it seemed that all the store fronts had doors that slid open to enter or exit. Also, Japan had some of the smallest cars I had ever seen and it also seemed that everyone rode a bicycle.

The supermarket was crowded. More so than anything I had ever experienced before. Also, a Japanese supermarket is really quite small compared to the behemoths I was accustomed to stateside. Most major department stores in Japan have a super market located on the first floor or in the basement. There were also many, many (more than I had ever seen before) bicycles parked neatly in front of the department store. There must¡Çve been at least a hundred or so. And every single bicycle had a basket on the front for the carrying of groceries and such.

There we purchased the meat (paper thin slices of beef), eggs, vegetables, another loaf of the bread that I thought was so delicious that morning and a few other things. The loaf of bread was just four slices of really thick bread! I just stared in amazement as I watched everyone bustling about with their little baskets in their hand. Every counter we passed had at least two or three women behind it, all dressed in white, selling everything from cookies and candies, to breads and cakes. It was noisy with all the chatter going on that I could not understand. The words I heard most often were "domo arrigato", thank you, and "irashaimase", welcome. (Literally "walk up").

Looking at the items on the food shelves with writing that I could not understand, I still found it hard to believe that I was actually living in a foreign country and experiencing a culture that was so alien to anything I had ever experienced before. I also began to learn my first words in Japanese: pan (bread), nikku (meat), tomago (egg), yasai (vegetable), etc.

One thing stood out here that I quickly noted: Before arriving in Japan the previous month, I had assumed, and was told, that Japan was a poor country, kind of backwards and was not at all like America. I expected a country similar to the pictures one saw on TV of Viet Nam, Africa or some other third world country. How wrong they were back home. They really were ignorant. Other than being on a smaller scale than America, to me, Japan was no different than the US. It was modern, was as full of life as New York, and the supermarket was packed with all kinds of food. I was kind of expecting to find the shelves half bare like I used to see of the old Soviet Union on TV. There was almost nothing that I could get back home that I couldn¡Çt get in Japan.

Anyway, we made our purchases and, before heading home, stopped for lunch. Sachiko asked what I¡Çd like for lunch and I mentioned the "spaghetti soup" I so much enjoyed the previous night. She told me that it was called ramen and we could get it anywhere. She selected a small place and we went on inside. We sat at the counter and she mentioned the types of ramen that they had. I selected the soy sauce flavored ramen with butter and corn, also known as "Shoyu kon batta". This became my favorite and I still relish it today.

Other than my feeble attempt that morning with the pickles, this was my first real experience on learning how to eat with chop sticks. Sachiko was patient with me and I quickly learned. Although I was a little awkward at first, I managed to finish the entire bowl. Man was it good.

One thing I learned from this experience, though, is that it’s perfectly alright to slurp your noodles into your mouth while eating ramen (or soba or udon for that matter). This took me a few minutes to get used to as I was taught that it was very impolite to slurp ones food. It also took me a while to get accustomed to everyone else slurping theirs. It was a little grating on the ears at first and somewhat bothered me, but I put up with it and slurped my own. Sachiko explained that slurping helps to cool off the ramen as it is sucked up and is a whole lot easier to eat. A whole lot easier to eat yes, but I didn’t think it cooled it off any. Blowing on it helped more than anything. Also, as I learned that morning, it was perfectly acceptable to raise the bowl to your lips and drink directly from it. I noticed that everyone did it.

After lunch we headed back home to what was to be a very interesting night and a pretty big faux pas on my part.

Sachiko and I talked on the way home about the previous night and morning and my surprise, and somewhat anger, about her parents being there and all. I also mentioned how relieved I was about her parents not being upset and being so nice to me. She went on to explain that, in Japan, taking a friend home for the evening is nothing unusual whether it be a male or female. Sleeping in the same room with the opposite sex is also nothing unusual. She said that she could tell from the conversation with me the previous night that I was not one of "those types" who were just out for sex. She said she felt comfortable with me and believed I really wanted to be her friend which was why she invited me home.

I did confess to her, however, that I was looking forward to a night of bliss, but after seeing her sister sleeping there in the room, that feeling quickly vanished. We both laughed and had more small talk on the way home.

I asked her where she learned her English and she said that she had studied it in high school, from her other sisters, and from listening to the Armed Forces Radio Network. I was impressed at her ability. Although she was not fluent, I had no problem understanding her, unlike some of the bar girls I had met.

"Does your father always work on Saturdays?" I asked.

"Yes. He works six days a week", she answered.

I was surprised at this answer and mentioned that we only work five days a week in America. She went on to explain that almost all people work on Saturdays in Japan. I learned that sararimen, businessmen, work a half a day on Saturdays and that even school is held for half a day on Saturdays. She usually worked on Saturdays also, but had scheduled in advance to have this day off. I was really surprised and somewhat impressed at how much the Japanese worked. Just being out of high school less than a year myself, I really couldn’t quite believe that kids really attended school on Saturdays!

I was really beginning to like this woman. With her long, black, straight hair, and her height, she really was a good looking woman. Plus, she had a nice personality to boot. What if we were to…., I remember thinking to myself as I stared into her eyes while we talked. Naaaah, you just met the woman, I thought to myself. Then I remembered that I told her I was 22 when I was really 18. It kind of bothered me, but I put it out of my mind for now. Just enjoy the moment, I thought to myself. Besides, we may not even be seeing each other next month. Sachiko did mention that I looked kind of young for my age.

We arrived home later in the afternoon and we went into Sachiko’s room where she placed a few zabuton, cushions on the floor around the small table. She lifted off the top of the table, placed a thick quilt over the top and removed a wire from underneath which she plugged into the wall. She then placed the top back on and turned the switch located on the wire.

She explained that this is what is called a kotatsu, a foot warmer so to speak. I sat on one of the zabuton and placed my feet underneath and it really began to heat up under there. It really felt good to the feet. I looked under the quilt and there was a large, red, heat lamp underneath. She also brought out the kerosene heater which heated the room nicely. After a while it was really comfortable in the room and I removed my coat.

Looking back on it, I was in admiration at the economy of a Japanese house. No central heating, but every room was heated, as needed, with a kerosene heater which did the job quite well. Each room was closed off from the other rooms to provide privacy and warmth. There was no hot water heater so to speak of as the water was heated instantly by the propane hot water heater located over the sink. Very economical.

Sachiko then brought in a thermos of hot water, two small cups, a small, rust colored tea pot and a small plate of osenbei, rice crackers. She then made me my first cup of green tea. The green tea was kind of bitter to my taste, but I drank it anyway and didn’t let on. The rice crackers were delicious. Some were wrapped in black, dried, paper-like seaweed that I had seen on the table that morning, and they really tasted great. She also brought in a portable radio and tuned it to 810am FEN (The US Armed Forces Radio, also known as the Far East Network. FEN was every serviceman’s, and ex-patriots connection to back home.) We talked more, while drinking our tea and after a while I began to feel sleepy and lay down. Sachiko brought me a pillow, and I fell asleep with my feet toasty warm under the kotatsu.

It was about 5pm, and close to dark, when I woke up. I headed on into the kitchen and sat at the table. I felt perfectly comfortable there now. Sachiko made me a cup of coffee and I just sat there watching her and her mother prepare dinner. They washed the vegetables, cabbage and some other vegetables I didn¡Çt recognize; prepared the raw meat on a huge plate, cut up the oshinko, Japanese pickles, and placed everything on a large, rectangular, wooden table located in the room to the right of the genkan, entranceway, and off the kitchen. This was the parents sleeping room and also served as the family room for watching TV and eating dinner. I noticed that the table was low to the floor and it seemed that everyone would be sitting on the floor while eating dinner. Cool, I thought.

Her mother said something to her in Japanese and Sachiko asked if I’d like to take a bath before dinner. I thought about it and said, "No thanks, I took one last night." I preferred showers anyway. Besides, I didn’t have a change of underwear I told her. (How American!)

"Don’t worry," she said. "We have new ones of my brothers; they should fit." She then leaned over to me and whispered, "In Japan we take a bath every night. It’s custom."

Ohhhh kay, I guess I better take one, I thought. "Sure, I’ll take one," I told her.

She then went into a room next to the toilet and came back out. "It’s heating up. It’ll be ready in about 40 minutes," she said.

"Heating up? Why don’t you just run the hot water?" I thought. I remembered about the hot water heater over the kitchen sink and figured that was how the bath was being made, but I didn’t hear any water running. After a while all I heard was a kind of hissing and rumbling sound from the bath room.

Sachiko reentered the bath room a few times during the next 30 or so minutes and I heard water swishing around. What she was doing was mixing the water as it heated up. Soon it was ready and I was about to take my first Japanese bath.

I was also about to make a major cultural blunder that I still remember to this day with laughter and some embarrassment. However, like my entire experience that day so far, it was a learning experience that I would never forget.

To be continued….

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Dec 21 2006

Next X01HT Event in Tokyo at Pink Cow

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Dec 21 2006

“It’s not a bra. It’s a supporter for my pectoralis major muscle.”

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This is from Japanese MTV, it has English subtitles, and it’s hilarious. I really love stuff like this where I can share it with my Japanese and Foreign friends, and they can both get a kick out of it.


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Dec 20 2006

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Dec 17 2006

Tips on Getting More J-Girls!

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A big part of picking up chicks is the phenomenon of ¡Èstate¡É. Commonly after going out to a club or bar or other event, on the street or train on the way home you find it much easier to approach chicks and get into conversations. Their responses are also better. That¡Çs because your mental state is in a place where it normally isn¡Çt, because you have primed it by having a good time and warming up on other chicks beforehand. Hence you find you can get girls you previously couldn’t get, or can approach them in situations you previously couldn’t handle.

Remember: When you are in a different mental state, you are a different person. You may be much more or much less attractive than when in other states. You produce different responses in the people you interact with. Reality is different for you when you are in a different state. Yet your mental state can change at any the time. The slightest occurrence can influence your state from care-free to sullen to talkative to sexual to super-confident to confused to pessimistic to ambivalent and back to care-free.

Corollary: When a girl is in a different mental state, she is a different person. She will be interested in fucking or totally against it, depending on her state of mind. Your primary job is to control her state to whichever state is most useful for the attainment of your goals. If she is nervous that is just a mental state; get her laughing hard and she will be in a different state, hence her reactions to anything you do or suggest will change completely.

Learn how to control your mental state and girls¡Ç mental states and you¡Çll have one of the keys to explosive success with women.

With that theory under our belts, let¡Çs take a look at how this applies to a typical situation that comes up between foreign men and Japanese women in Japan.

Common Mistake #1: Staying in ¡Èfun mode¡É for too long.

I¡Çve seen it countless times. Some gaijin are out drinking and somehow join with a group of Japanese girls at a nearby table. So far so good! They get the girls laughing, having fun trying to speak each other’s languages, comparing hand sizes, taking pictures, cycling through the guys’ repertoire of little physical tricks or games that have worked in the past. Everyone is in "fun mode".

Unfortunately, the guys have little concept of how things are going to go from here. They just think that everyone having fun together is bound to lead to something good later on somehow. They are afraid to take it to the next step for fear of damaging the "fun" atmosphere, so they keep it up for 20, 40, 60 minutes, maybe even several hours. By then the situation either gets cut off by circumstances or reaches a partial or complete stall, followed by the inevitable nosedive. Even if they manage to get the contact info, the girls are definitely not going to want to repeat such an uncomfortable experience.

Solution: Move out of "fun mode¡É within 1 to 4 minutes.

States should be kept in a good flow or else they will stagnate. ¡ÈFun mode" simply breaks the ice and provides a good pretense for necessary logistical actions like moving tables together. From there some level of seriousness has to be there so the woman cannot rule you out as a sexual encounter. Remnants of fun mode can always be revisited whenever the girls’ states need to be adjusted, but only at those times.

Why not use as much humor as possible? Because the surest path to the lay is the fastest path to the lay. Efficiency is king. Never move backwards with a woman unless absolutely necessary. Yes, gentlemen, if a chick is horny, making her laugh is a big step backwards. Humor is one of the most powerful tools with women, but using it indiscriminately will steal the trophy from your grasp just as you go to reach for it. Know when to use it and when not to.

Analyzing a bit further, why is keeping the "fun" interaction going for too long bad? How is this interpreted by the girl? All experience hath shewn that girls interpret this ¡Èextended fun mode¡É as the "inability to pull the trigger". It marks you as a guy who she cannot take seriously, or in particular as a guy who doesn’t have what takes to bring her home and give her a good fucking. It doesn¡Çt get any worse than this!

So what to do after ¡Èfun mode¡É? A good follow-up state for "fun mode" is the state of fascination. It’s a natural progression that a Japanese person will want to know more about you, where you are from, etc. Rather than being annoyed by this interrogation process, you can use it to your advantage. The basic state of a person asking a bunch of questions tends toward fascination, and you can reinforce this by how your answer. The worse your Japanese and/or her English is, the longer this questioning may continue and the more mysterious you will look in her eyes. This is a good thing. If your Japanese is better, you can still preserve that sense of mystery by spinning off into tangents in your answers, and in one of those tangents you can tell a little story that moves her into the next state you want her in, such as admiration.

Instead of 20 minutes of ¡Èfun mode¡É, now you have had a few short minutes of fun and humor with some nice incidental ¡Èsilly¡É touching, followed by building a state of fascination in her, naturally touching her on the arm or shoulder with good eye contact when something funny or exciting comes up, and finally you have her listening to a story that builds admiration in her and lets you lay on heavier eye contact and touching, all in the first 20 minutes. She has probably never been this close or felt this much of a connection with someone within 20 minutes of meeting them, especially if it¡Çs her first time interacting with a foreigner. Now you are in a very good position to move her state toward higher attraction, into horniness and wanting to kiss, and then to then kiss her. After that, master the logistics and you could have her home in the same night, or a high chance for lay on the second meet. More on all that stuff later!

¡ÆTil then,
Happy hunting!

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