So this week the BF and I went to Prescott for 3.5 days (he had to go for work and since I start my new job tomorrow I figured this would be the last chance I’d have to get away…and Prescott is about 20-25 degrees cooler than Phoenix so it was a nice getaway). I had a great time! The BF was off working during business hours but I got to hang out with him at night (he was really glad I was there, I guess his work was pretty tedious during the day and he didn’t want to be alone at night), and during the day explore the town and do my own thing. Continued
Okay, so recently I met this great chick while traveling for work. I picked her up, closed her, and generally had a great time for a couple of days. Remember how I talked about having a plan with every potential partner you date or meet? You should form a good idea if the person is LTR material, one nighter, fuck buddy, or nothing, in which case you need an exit strategy.
This girl I’m talking about is super cool and I want to maintain some kind of relationship with her, but a long distance relationship is out of the question. So I set up what I call a long distance fuck buddy (LDFB) arrangement. Basically, what it boils down to is that we’ll meet on party trips or in other cities to have adventures together. I’ve had a couple of friends pull this off successfully, and the idea really crystallized after reading Brad P’s ebook where he described several similar type arrangements he maintained.
Holy balls, on Friday I the best sex of my life. I debated writing this post because it’s simply too damned durty, but screw it there is some good stuff there. Plus, all of my blogging friends are getting laid–here, here, and here–so what the hell.
Obviously, you’ll want to watch this video first:
On Saturday of the Retreat we awoke at 6:00 am, drove out to a bus stop, and took the bus to the mountains for a whitewater rafting trip. Travel time one-way was 3 hours. If you visit the DR and have never done whitewater rafting, try it, it’s awesome. You can go to any tour shop and sign up…there’s only one outfit, and it’s in Jarabacoa.
For US$60, you get a bus ride on an air conditioned bus, breakfast at the ranch, a 2.5 hour rafting trip down a decent rivier, and then lunch and drinks. It’s an amazing deal, especially when you consider rafting trips in the US can cost $100 or more. Rather than blog about it, you can view a highlight video on TSBMag.com. God bless those guys. Continued
Alright, here’s the report from my glorious weekend. I got blown out by two of my prospects and I pulled a new girl in one of my fastest pickups. There were some awesome insights from all three encounters. Before I launch into the field report, I want to say that all three girls are cool, attractive women, and I definitely like them as people and not just as sex objects. This is me not being a douchebag :p Onwards!
(My weekend ended with a bit of this. Did yours?)
So you get the idea that the DR trip was one big honking party. Here’s day 2 with a bizarre twist for Big Daddy Lance at the end…
Chilling at the Beach
We were all a bit hungover from the late night partying last night, so we slept in and didn’t get started until after lunch. Bobby drove the girls home, which was the next town over.
That afternoon we hit Cabarete Beach and soaked up rays. Me, Stoute, and Hammer spent a couple of hours floating in the ocean, which was perfect, and shooting the breeze about anything and everything. We debated a lot about online game (Hammer was pro-Match.com, Stoute and I are against), dating in general, sex, and whatever else came to mind. Again, the convo was terrific. Bobby and Gecko wandered off to get food and find a decent massage parlor. Fling and Baby Style laid out on the recliners we rented (US$3). Continued