Episode V - the euro adventure continues.
***WARNING: Get some food & get comfortable. This will be a very long post...but it will be worth it***
Our hero continued east, unto the stranger lands of Prague, Czech Republic. It has been said many a tourist lost his heart within this place. Many are never seen again (returning to the west).
Wedged between idealogical rivals, historical forces report to have resulted in a diverse and beautiful collection of female faces, hair, eye colors, and vaginas. Is it true?
Arrived late night. Phone map not working in this new country. Lost & confused look on my face at the underground station.![[Image: helpme.gif]](https://rooshvforum.network/images/smilies/new/helpme.gif)
Prague is my 10th new city in 2 months. There is something about arriving in a new place. Not knowing anyone, not speaking the language, that simultaneously terrifies and excites me into being alive.
Find my way downtown. Cab driver wants too much. I walk and ask directions amidst the shady characters hustling strip clubs & drink specials.
Check in to my hostel @ $24 USD per night. I settle in a 4 bunk with an elderly Spanish mom, a southern farm boy from 'Merica, and a pretty young blonde girl from Australia. I make introductions. Quickly have all 3 charmed with talk of Santa Monica beaches, and a lifestyle of world travel (while staying at a fucking hostel).
Aussie bird is giving me the eye and asking personal questions. Farm boy is not happy about it. I later ask Aussie bird if she needs "alone time". She gets a disgusted look on her face, "oh god no. Me & him aren't like that. He's just a friend". Still, I don't want to cause drama, so I head out.
It's Tuesday night. I am passed by nothing but streams of loud western tourists. Not sure where all the hot Czech pussy is hiding, but it's definitely not in Old Town Square.
I leverage the data sheets by InternationalSwagger and KorbenDallas. Hit up Harley's, James Dean, M1, and who cares. They are all the same mid size bar/clubs with a 70/30 tourist sausage ratio, with little to no local talent. Some of the worst nightlife conditions I have ever seen. Aussie, Brit and American company men in black blazers, mingling among giddy middle aged divorcees, and bottom barrel 20 something western cunts. I make a few approaches just to make sure I wasn't fooling myself. Yes, the quality is indeed, that bad. Confident that I wasn't missing out, I got a late night gyro, and slept.
Daygame time. My specialty. This forum had no data on Daygame in Prague I could find, so I made it my mission to find it for you guys. To do this, I scouted the 3 types of areas I know can work; Malls, schools, and parks. 6 hours later, I discovered my holy pussy Daygame mecca, which I now share with you;
Palladium shopping mall. The only spot I found in Prague 1 (city center) away from the tourist hordes, with concentrated enough *local* talent to facilitate actual banging within a short stay. An underground is located here too, making for perfect flow of fresh talent. South from the Palladium, Na Prikope is the go-to for street hollering. You can follow it all the way to the river, and open lots of quality locals, mixed with some lone wolf tourist chicks, all who are getting in some shopping. Sweet personalities on every other girl I holler at? I can do this all day.
Tourist infestation is the biggest obstacle you will face in Prague. That, and the shitty nightlife. Sorry, I know this directly contradicts prior reports, but it was my reality 3 nights in a row. That said, if you can holler during the day in the US, then you will slay in Prague.
Anyway, I spent my days in and around this glorious mall, street and subway spot. Noticeable upgrade in effort. More heels, jewelry & makeup than all cities I've seen west thus far. I saw young moms pushing strollers in tight club looking dresses. Never saw that before. Not many dime pieces around, but 8s all day, with frequent 9's. I know this forum prefers skinny chicks, but I lust for the busty blow up doll type, so maybe 10's for you?
Opening Czech girls here was an absolute joy. I could do this all day. And I did. "Is there a good coffee place here?" This question has led me into bedrooms the world over, and did not disappoint in Prague.
Prague girls answer a cold street approach like it's their job. Also fun, the conversations would often break down into laugher while they struggled to communicate in English with me. But my god, did they try.
The ones with good English would indulge my game as long as I wanted them to stay standing there. I could talk slower. Very few hurried off in a rush, as per the majority do when running big city American day game.
One 21 y/o big tittied red head slovak girl was in a comic store. Spit a little game her way. Saying she was too sexy to read comics, etc. She was soon so excited, her voice was audibly trembling. While no strangers to tourists, these girls are almost never approached by guys with any real swag, like they would get in London or Paris. This one had a live in boyfriend, but has been blowing up my Facebook since. Would smash for sure if I was staying in town.
Honestly too much happened during my day approaches to recount it all here, but it was hardly my 5th approach on Thurs in when I noticed a sexy nordic blonde at a cash machine. Played it cool, checked my phone a few feet away. After she handled her biz, chased her down and delivered my coffee opener.
I honestly had trouble concentrating on the conversation. Just below her beautiful face, on the frame of a teenage girl, were a pair of sweater puppets the size of baby watermelons. You know when the boobs are covered up 100%, and still give you a boner? That happened.
She is going home soon though, leaving for Norway tomorrow. I will do anything to make this happen. I push for the insta-date 9 different ways, but she insists that she has to go back to her friend at her hotel. We make "plans" to meet at a jazz club later (with her high school friends), but with experience I know the chances are close to 10% of her following through.
I keep changing the subject from travel, to music, and on and on because I know there is a high likelihood of flake without any compliance. I need a sit down or instadate.
5 minutes in, and before she leaves I give her the "hug test". Fail her on first try. This hit her hard. Her second hug, as if by magic, she went WAY sexual. We have a moment. I think it's on. Thank god I put in that extra qualifier at the end.
Chat up a few more prospects before going back to Hostel for a shower and change of clothes. Preparing for a Thursday night out. Then right before I leave the house, big titty Norway txts me the name of the venue she's at, and warns that she's with her class. Huh? Wasn't expecting that. I love a good surprise.
I show up to the jazz club suited down, Don Draper style. Post up at the bar. Old Fashioned. Blonde Norway steals a glace at me from the front corner of the room. She is inside a fortress of friends & classmates. About 10 guys & 10 girls surround her. They look young. And protective. Hot Jazz music blaring. All eyes on the stage. How to proceed?
I txt her to come sit with me at the back bar. No cell service down here.
I catch her eye again after a song finishes. Extend my arm in her direction, and motion with 1 index finger to "come hither". (this is a ballsy move. When it works, further compliance and wet panties nearly guaranteed).
Fortune favors the brave. She nods compliantly. Takes her a good minute to navigate outside her friend fortress. She is wearing a black skirt, black heels, and pretty white lace top covering her gargantuan breasts. Slender snow white bare arms.
Cheek kiss. We sit next to each other back in the dark. Have to whisper in ears. Her friends are eying us across the room like concerned chapperones on a high school field trip, but they stay seated. Light rapport. She is laughing along compliantly. I am falling in love with her smile & laugh. She's kinos my leg.
Then she gets serious face. "can I ask you a question?...how old do you think I am?" I guess 21. She is scared, and laughing. Uh-oh. "I'm turning 18".
She looks at me deep in the eyes for reaction. I think I was a bit wide eyed. Trying to process. Then she says, "I understand if I'm too young for you, but where I'm from, it's ok".
Feeling conflicted. Here I am with one of the sexiest, sweetest girls I've ever met, but my conscience & gut level attraction are at odds. Friends are giving intensified dirty looks. She asks, "can we go someplace else? I've been with them all day, but meeting you made my week."
We go upstairs. I verify online that legally, I am in the clear in my current county. She takes my hand, and we stroll the city.
Old fashioned horse & buggy's at the old town square. Neither of us have done it before. Feels like an old fashioned courtship, but she really wants to go. Screw it, I pony up pun intended $60, and we take a ride. Beautiful snow girl cuddled against me in the cold. Her giant tits and slender arms wrapped around me. First kiss on a horse & buggy. Fucking beautiful man.
After the ride we get ice cream, and bounce to my hostel. We chill in the lounge, cuddled on the sofa. Two hours or so later her phone is blowing up more from her friends freaking out. She's pretty worked up from the kissing and fondling. I need to walk her back, but last minute I decide to pull her into the bathroom. Her clothes come melting half off, before she tells me she has only been with 1 guy, her current boyfriend (not on this trip with her), and she loves him. I could have employed all manner of freezeouts, takeaways, and jedi mind tricks to have sex, didn't do it. The girl was a true sensitive soul. If we went through with it, she was, "going to feel like such a awful and guilty person". Bottom line, it didn't feel right. Simply got a handjob, and bust a nut that flew straight across the bathroom. Pretty sure she climaxed the same time as me, from my reaction alone.
Walked her back to the bar around 2am where her friends were hanging. I walked back to my hostel alone, and got approached by a prostitute. She went in to stroke my crotch, while she simultaneously reached into my pocket with the other. I grabbed her by the wrists, and flung her arms away. Norway flew home the next morning. Happy with the way things turned out.
.......
Had more adventures during my short stay in Prague, but I want to share one more bonus story which stood out, at 12 noon on Friday. Was about to begin my approach day inside Palladium mall. Outside of it I saw an adorable hb8 blue eyed brunette in a business black blazer & black heels. Asked her, "Excuse me! Is there a good cafe around here? (big goofy smile)"
She opens very friendly. Gives me directions to it a block down. I ask if she's from Prague. We chat for 5 minutes about the city itself. She keeps apologizing for her "terrible english" while stroking her hair, but her English is excellent. 20 y/o. Make her guess mine, and acts shocked when I tell her 30 was correct (I'm 35. Just started lying about it). I tell her, "You seem nice. Maybe you should join me at the cafe?" She agrees with, "that sounds like a good idea."![[Image: banana.gif]](https://rooshvforum.network/images/smilies/new/banana.gif)
At the cafe, She has a mousy quality that I find endearing. Big puffy lips. Self depreciating humor & personality. We chat at the cafe' over coffee for an hour. She is an artist type, but not hipster at all. She says she is as close to hipster as a girl from the Czech Republic will get, but it's really nothing feminist. I think she simply has good taste in art & culture. As hipster should be.
Doesn't have work today. Lives 30 minutes outside the city, and was on her way to visit grandma before I stopped her. I ask her why she doesn't have a boyfriend. Says that guys don't talk to her. I find this hard to believe. Has never even been in a relationship. Guys just don't approach her. She thinks it's because there are so many other pretty girls around. In Prague, I think it could be true.
Any time I say something positive, she keeps telling me I'm so nice to her. Mind you, a girl hasn't called me "nice" since high school. She says it again and again. Every 10 minutes. Am I turning nice, or are EE guys mean?
I ask her if there's a nice park nearby. Luckily there is, and she navigates us to Petrin Skalka, the largest preserve & gardens on the west side of the city. We sit down on the grass. Deeper rapport. I amp up the touching, and begin massage escalation. She loves the massage. Now we're lying down, and have our first kiss on the park lawn. Pretty textbook day game stuff so far. I could do this all day.
Mind you I'm still staying at a fucking hostel. But I pull her back anyway. It's about 3pm? Try my luck at the bunk room door...
Nobody is in the room. Great success! We get naked. She has a lovely petite and slender figure. Nice perky little boobs. Semi hairy bush, but this is a girl who has been sexually offline for a few years. We have sex. Pussy was gushing the whole time from finally being re-awakened. She is very inexperienced and awkward, but still very enjoyable. No one walks in on us.
Later on Aussie bird & orbiter return. I have no shirt on, and Czech princess is in her underwear half under the covers. Orbiter gives us a knowing smile. Aussie bird short circuits, then adjusts. We make friendly conversation. "So how was the M1 club?" Aussie bird goes on a validation rant.![[Image: rant.gif]](https://rooshvforum.network/images/smilies/new/rant.gif)
"...and that wanker from James Dean? He wanted to have sex with me! I kept telling him...It's not gonna happen mate! What a bloody wanker...". ![[Image: attentionwhore.gif]](https://rooshvforum.network/images/smilies/new/attentionwhore.gif)
Beta orbiter nods sheepishly in his assigned corner. Cuddled next to my Czech princess, I offer socially expected nods of validation, while wearing a giant smile inside. Thank god I don't have to deal with that. Beta orbiter can see that I clearly just got laid with a local stunner. He's still stuck with Aussie bird for at least the next 2 weeks of his sexless life. Was tempted to turn the poor guy onto the forum.
Early evening rolls around. Take my new girl out for a nice dinner on the town (my stock standard post-sex reward). It's my last night in the Hostel. Was craving a change of pace. Was enjoying my girls company though. Didn't want to go to the terrible bars again, so I suggested we stay at her place tonight. She throws her arms around me, looks in my eyes, and says "yes!" like I just asked her to marry me.
Taking the bus outside the city, I got to see how these people really live. Monolithic grey apartment complex. Her roomates were away for the weekend. Not gonna lie, I got very lucky on logistics in Prague. No food in the kitchen however, and no stores open late night. Epic fail.
During round 2, the sex was much improved. We banged for a really long time. Unfortunately, I discovered her to be runner up for worst bj effort in my whole sexual history. And that's saying something. This is a known, well documented EE problem...
Afterwards, she puts on some traditional Czech folk music. She teaches me a few dance steps. She asks me not to leave the city tomorrow.
But I have fantasies of Poland on the brain. I have a hotel room already booked in Wroclaw for tomorrow. (where I had a leggy Polish pipelined chick waiting for me in front of my hotel in the cold, heels & a skirt when I got there - story for another post) I tell Czech princess to just enjoy the moment. Not think about tomorrow, which isn't guaranteed for any of us.*
*except me, but I didn't know it at the time![[Image: cool.gif]](https://rooshvforum.network/images/smilies/cool.gif)
Late night, she didn't want to have sex a 3rd time. "hey, I'm not barbarella". This was funny, but also annoyed me. Ultimately I didn't care that much. It's not like we're bf & gf. But she redeemed herself. She snuck off to the supermarket in the morning, and I had a 3 egg omlet prepared to my exact specifications when I woke up, sending me off to Poland well fed, and drained of all possible remaining sperm.
Final thoughts:
Prague was very good to me. Having been shut out in Paris & Germany, the Czech Republic welcomed me with open arms & legs. I noticed right away that girls stare quite hard on the streets too.
Similar to Roosh, I am used to approaching about 40 girls before striking gold. Weekday night game for me here was a total write off, but my day game hit rate in Prague was ridiculously high. 5th approach of the day on Wed, and 1st approach of the day on Thurs. Could have been luck, with only 4 days in town. But overall it felt like EZ mode.
Imagine a city where less than every 20 girls you holler at, 1 will result in sexual relations? Prague daygame could be that ticket. Would need more data to say for sure.
Prague in general? I could do this all day. Highly recommended.
***WARNING: Get some food & get comfortable. This will be a very long post...but it will be worth it***
Our hero continued east, unto the stranger lands of Prague, Czech Republic. It has been said many a tourist lost his heart within this place. Many are never seen again (returning to the west).
Wedged between idealogical rivals, historical forces report to have resulted in a diverse and beautiful collection of female faces, hair, eye colors, and vaginas. Is it true?
Arrived late night. Phone map not working in this new country. Lost & confused look on my face at the underground station.
Prague is my 10th new city in 2 months. There is something about arriving in a new place. Not knowing anyone, not speaking the language, that simultaneously terrifies and excites me into being alive.Find my way downtown. Cab driver wants too much. I walk and ask directions amidst the shady characters hustling strip clubs & drink specials.
Check in to my hostel @ $24 USD per night. I settle in a 4 bunk with an elderly Spanish mom, a southern farm boy from 'Merica, and a pretty young blonde girl from Australia. I make introductions. Quickly have all 3 charmed with talk of Santa Monica beaches, and a lifestyle of world travel (while staying at a fucking hostel).
Aussie bird is giving me the eye and asking personal questions. Farm boy is not happy about it. I later ask Aussie bird if she needs "alone time". She gets a disgusted look on her face, "oh god no. Me & him aren't like that. He's just a friend". Still, I don't want to cause drama, so I head out.
It's Tuesday night. I am passed by nothing but streams of loud western tourists. Not sure where all the hot Czech pussy is hiding, but it's definitely not in Old Town Square.
I leverage the data sheets by InternationalSwagger and KorbenDallas. Hit up Harley's, James Dean, M1, and who cares. They are all the same mid size bar/clubs with a 70/30 tourist sausage ratio, with little to no local talent. Some of the worst nightlife conditions I have ever seen. Aussie, Brit and American company men in black blazers, mingling among giddy middle aged divorcees, and bottom barrel 20 something western cunts. I make a few approaches just to make sure I wasn't fooling myself. Yes, the quality is indeed, that bad. Confident that I wasn't missing out, I got a late night gyro, and slept.
Daygame time. My specialty. This forum had no data on Daygame in Prague I could find, so I made it my mission to find it for you guys. To do this, I scouted the 3 types of areas I know can work; Malls, schools, and parks. 6 hours later, I discovered my holy pussy Daygame mecca, which I now share with you;
Palladium shopping mall. The only spot I found in Prague 1 (city center) away from the tourist hordes, with concentrated enough *local* talent to facilitate actual banging within a short stay. An underground is located here too, making for perfect flow of fresh talent. South from the Palladium, Na Prikope is the go-to for street hollering. You can follow it all the way to the river, and open lots of quality locals, mixed with some lone wolf tourist chicks, all who are getting in some shopping. Sweet personalities on every other girl I holler at? I can do this all day.
Tourist infestation is the biggest obstacle you will face in Prague. That, and the shitty nightlife. Sorry, I know this directly contradicts prior reports, but it was my reality 3 nights in a row. That said, if you can holler during the day in the US, then you will slay in Prague.
Anyway, I spent my days in and around this glorious mall, street and subway spot. Noticeable upgrade in effort. More heels, jewelry & makeup than all cities I've seen west thus far. I saw young moms pushing strollers in tight club looking dresses. Never saw that before. Not many dime pieces around, but 8s all day, with frequent 9's. I know this forum prefers skinny chicks, but I lust for the busty blow up doll type, so maybe 10's for you?
Opening Czech girls here was an absolute joy. I could do this all day. And I did. "Is there a good coffee place here?" This question has led me into bedrooms the world over, and did not disappoint in Prague.
Prague girls answer a cold street approach like it's their job. Also fun, the conversations would often break down into laugher while they struggled to communicate in English with me. But my god, did they try.
The ones with good English would indulge my game as long as I wanted them to stay standing there. I could talk slower. Very few hurried off in a rush, as per the majority do when running big city American day game.
One 21 y/o big tittied red head slovak girl was in a comic store. Spit a little game her way. Saying she was too sexy to read comics, etc. She was soon so excited, her voice was audibly trembling. While no strangers to tourists, these girls are almost never approached by guys with any real swag, like they would get in London or Paris. This one had a live in boyfriend, but has been blowing up my Facebook since. Would smash for sure if I was staying in town.
Honestly too much happened during my day approaches to recount it all here, but it was hardly my 5th approach on Thurs in when I noticed a sexy nordic blonde at a cash machine. Played it cool, checked my phone a few feet away. After she handled her biz, chased her down and delivered my coffee opener.
I honestly had trouble concentrating on the conversation. Just below her beautiful face, on the frame of a teenage girl, were a pair of sweater puppets the size of baby watermelons. You know when the boobs are covered up 100%, and still give you a boner? That happened.
She is going home soon though, leaving for Norway tomorrow. I will do anything to make this happen. I push for the insta-date 9 different ways, but she insists that she has to go back to her friend at her hotel. We make "plans" to meet at a jazz club later (with her high school friends), but with experience I know the chances are close to 10% of her following through.
I keep changing the subject from travel, to music, and on and on because I know there is a high likelihood of flake without any compliance. I need a sit down or instadate.
5 minutes in, and before she leaves I give her the "hug test". Fail her on first try. This hit her hard. Her second hug, as if by magic, she went WAY sexual. We have a moment. I think it's on. Thank god I put in that extra qualifier at the end.
Chat up a few more prospects before going back to Hostel for a shower and change of clothes. Preparing for a Thursday night out. Then right before I leave the house, big titty Norway txts me the name of the venue she's at, and warns that she's with her class. Huh? Wasn't expecting that. I love a good surprise.
I show up to the jazz club suited down, Don Draper style. Post up at the bar. Old Fashioned. Blonde Norway steals a glace at me from the front corner of the room. She is inside a fortress of friends & classmates. About 10 guys & 10 girls surround her. They look young. And protective. Hot Jazz music blaring. All eyes on the stage. How to proceed?
I txt her to come sit with me at the back bar. No cell service down here.
I catch her eye again after a song finishes. Extend my arm in her direction, and motion with 1 index finger to "come hither". (this is a ballsy move. When it works, further compliance and wet panties nearly guaranteed).
Fortune favors the brave. She nods compliantly. Takes her a good minute to navigate outside her friend fortress. She is wearing a black skirt, black heels, and pretty white lace top covering her gargantuan breasts. Slender snow white bare arms.
Cheek kiss. We sit next to each other back in the dark. Have to whisper in ears. Her friends are eying us across the room like concerned chapperones on a high school field trip, but they stay seated. Light rapport. She is laughing along compliantly. I am falling in love with her smile & laugh. She's kinos my leg.
Then she gets serious face. "can I ask you a question?...how old do you think I am?" I guess 21. She is scared, and laughing. Uh-oh. "I'm turning 18".
She looks at me deep in the eyes for reaction. I think I was a bit wide eyed. Trying to process. Then she says, "I understand if I'm too young for you, but where I'm from, it's ok".
Feeling conflicted. Here I am with one of the sexiest, sweetest girls I've ever met, but my conscience & gut level attraction are at odds. Friends are giving intensified dirty looks. She asks, "can we go someplace else? I've been with them all day, but meeting you made my week."
We go upstairs. I verify online that legally, I am in the clear in my current county. She takes my hand, and we stroll the city.
Old fashioned horse & buggy's at the old town square. Neither of us have done it before. Feels like an old fashioned courtship, but she really wants to go. Screw it, I pony up pun intended $60, and we take a ride. Beautiful snow girl cuddled against me in the cold. Her giant tits and slender arms wrapped around me. First kiss on a horse & buggy. Fucking beautiful man.
After the ride we get ice cream, and bounce to my hostel. We chill in the lounge, cuddled on the sofa. Two hours or so later her phone is blowing up more from her friends freaking out. She's pretty worked up from the kissing and fondling. I need to walk her back, but last minute I decide to pull her into the bathroom. Her clothes come melting half off, before she tells me she has only been with 1 guy, her current boyfriend (not on this trip with her), and she loves him. I could have employed all manner of freezeouts, takeaways, and jedi mind tricks to have sex, didn't do it. The girl was a true sensitive soul. If we went through with it, she was, "going to feel like such a awful and guilty person". Bottom line, it didn't feel right. Simply got a handjob, and bust a nut that flew straight across the bathroom. Pretty sure she climaxed the same time as me, from my reaction alone.
Walked her back to the bar around 2am where her friends were hanging. I walked back to my hostel alone, and got approached by a prostitute. She went in to stroke my crotch, while she simultaneously reached into my pocket with the other. I grabbed her by the wrists, and flung her arms away. Norway flew home the next morning. Happy with the way things turned out.
.......
Had more adventures during my short stay in Prague, but I want to share one more bonus story which stood out, at 12 noon on Friday. Was about to begin my approach day inside Palladium mall. Outside of it I saw an adorable hb8 blue eyed brunette in a business black blazer & black heels. Asked her, "Excuse me! Is there a good cafe around here? (big goofy smile)"
She opens very friendly. Gives me directions to it a block down. I ask if she's from Prague. We chat for 5 minutes about the city itself. She keeps apologizing for her "terrible english" while stroking her hair, but her English is excellent. 20 y/o. Make her guess mine, and acts shocked when I tell her 30 was correct (I'm 35. Just started lying about it). I tell her, "You seem nice. Maybe you should join me at the cafe?" She agrees with, "that sounds like a good idea."
At the cafe, She has a mousy quality that I find endearing. Big puffy lips. Self depreciating humor & personality. We chat at the cafe' over coffee for an hour. She is an artist type, but not hipster at all. She says she is as close to hipster as a girl from the Czech Republic will get, but it's really nothing feminist. I think she simply has good taste in art & culture. As hipster should be.
Doesn't have work today. Lives 30 minutes outside the city, and was on her way to visit grandma before I stopped her. I ask her why she doesn't have a boyfriend. Says that guys don't talk to her. I find this hard to believe. Has never even been in a relationship. Guys just don't approach her. She thinks it's because there are so many other pretty girls around. In Prague, I think it could be true.
Any time I say something positive, she keeps telling me I'm so nice to her. Mind you, a girl hasn't called me "nice" since high school. She says it again and again. Every 10 minutes. Am I turning nice, or are EE guys mean?
I ask her if there's a nice park nearby. Luckily there is, and she navigates us to Petrin Skalka, the largest preserve & gardens on the west side of the city. We sit down on the grass. Deeper rapport. I amp up the touching, and begin massage escalation. She loves the massage. Now we're lying down, and have our first kiss on the park lawn. Pretty textbook day game stuff so far. I could do this all day.
Mind you I'm still staying at a fucking hostel. But I pull her back anyway. It's about 3pm? Try my luck at the bunk room door...
Nobody is in the room. Great success! We get naked. She has a lovely petite and slender figure. Nice perky little boobs. Semi hairy bush, but this is a girl who has been sexually offline for a few years. We have sex. Pussy was gushing the whole time from finally being re-awakened. She is very inexperienced and awkward, but still very enjoyable. No one walks in on us.
Later on Aussie bird & orbiter return. I have no shirt on, and Czech princess is in her underwear half under the covers. Orbiter gives us a knowing smile. Aussie bird short circuits, then adjusts. We make friendly conversation. "So how was the M1 club?" Aussie bird goes on a validation rant.
"...and that wanker from James Dean? He wanted to have sex with me! I kept telling him...It's not gonna happen mate! What a bloody wanker...". Beta orbiter nods sheepishly in his assigned corner. Cuddled next to my Czech princess, I offer socially expected nods of validation, while wearing a giant smile inside. Thank god I don't have to deal with that. Beta orbiter can see that I clearly just got laid with a local stunner. He's still stuck with Aussie bird for at least the next 2 weeks of his sexless life. Was tempted to turn the poor guy onto the forum.
Early evening rolls around. Take my new girl out for a nice dinner on the town (my stock standard post-sex reward). It's my last night in the Hostel. Was craving a change of pace. Was enjoying my girls company though. Didn't want to go to the terrible bars again, so I suggested we stay at her place tonight. She throws her arms around me, looks in my eyes, and says "yes!" like I just asked her to marry me.
Taking the bus outside the city, I got to see how these people really live. Monolithic grey apartment complex. Her roomates were away for the weekend. Not gonna lie, I got very lucky on logistics in Prague. No food in the kitchen however, and no stores open late night. Epic fail.
During round 2, the sex was much improved. We banged for a really long time. Unfortunately, I discovered her to be runner up for worst bj effort in my whole sexual history. And that's saying something. This is a known, well documented EE problem...
Afterwards, she puts on some traditional Czech folk music. She teaches me a few dance steps. She asks me not to leave the city tomorrow.
But I have fantasies of Poland on the brain. I have a hotel room already booked in Wroclaw for tomorrow. (where I had a leggy Polish pipelined chick waiting for me in front of my hotel in the cold, heels & a skirt when I got there - story for another post) I tell Czech princess to just enjoy the moment. Not think about tomorrow, which isn't guaranteed for any of us.*
*except me, but I didn't know it at the time
Late night, she didn't want to have sex a 3rd time. "hey, I'm not barbarella". This was funny, but also annoyed me. Ultimately I didn't care that much. It's not like we're bf & gf. But she redeemed herself. She snuck off to the supermarket in the morning, and I had a 3 egg omlet prepared to my exact specifications when I woke up, sending me off to Poland well fed, and drained of all possible remaining sperm.
Final thoughts:
Prague was very good to me. Having been shut out in Paris & Germany, the Czech Republic welcomed me with open arms & legs. I noticed right away that girls stare quite hard on the streets too.
Similar to Roosh, I am used to approaching about 40 girls before striking gold. Weekday night game for me here was a total write off, but my day game hit rate in Prague was ridiculously high. 5th approach of the day on Wed, and 1st approach of the day on Thurs. Could have been luck, with only 4 days in town. But overall it felt like EZ mode.
Imagine a city where less than every 20 girls you holler at, 1 will result in sexual relations? Prague daygame could be that ticket. Would need more data to say for sure.
Prague in general? I could do this all day. Highly recommended.
