Prologue
Have lots of time to kill at a 9 hour layover in Qatar, so might as well get this out of the way. This will be more of a memoir than a data sheet, as we have enough of those on the Philippines. Upon request by a few members here, I will post a Deaf Game Datasheet in a separate thread. Also no pornographic pictures here, for two reasons: 1) I am not LINUX, and 2) security and privacy reasons.
TL;DR skip to the end. Otherwise get a coffee and sit in that comfortable chair.
As a lot of you know, I recently got out of a nearly sex-less marriage as outlined in my divorce thread here. Initially I wasn't planning to take a trip, but many of you suggested that I do exactly that. One night, alone in my new and minimally furnished apartment, I was researching air fares and places to go when I saw a great deal. Qatar Airways to the Philippines for only $800, where other flights were at least $1400 and up. Without thinking, I clicked to book a three week trip.
I had no idea that this one mouse click would bring about a turning point in my life. Fast forward to April 20, when I landed in Manila, I honestly was skeptical that it would be as easy as many guys here say it is, even though I had a nice pipeline off FilipinoCupid waiting to meet me. I told myself that if I got at least 3, maybe 4 notches, I would be going home happy. Little did I know I would get that the first week.
My individual notches as I posted them is in The Philippines Thread, pages 62 through 66, and I will link to each post throughout this memoir.
Days 1-2
I had a girl pick me up from the airport, but it was not without stressful and confusing texting "where are you? I'm here at the duty free shop". My SIM card and iPhone issues excaberated this; I had assumed my iPhone was unlocked but it wasn't and the Globe SIM card wouldn't work. I was stuck with WiFi, and the connection would drop as soon as I stepped outside of the airport terminal.
Nevertheless, we did meet, and she looked every bit as good as her pictures except with darker skin and had braces. Lots of girls here have braces into their 20s, but that didn't really bother me. We started kino'ing as if we were on the 5th date, and this is when I knew this trip was going to be good. My skepticisms melted away for the most part.
We spent 2 days together, and coming from a complicated and miserable marriage, this was a refreshingly sweet and simple 2-day date. She accompanied me going about the area, eating dinner, getting a Thai massage, and having a drink. I was jet lagged, so one drink did me in completely. The next day we just stayed in bed all day.
Day 3
The first girl left, and I was on my own for the first time. This is when culture shock and homesickness began to set in. I did about 3 or 4 day game approaches, indirect style asking where the internet cafe is, and they did not hook. But they were very friendly and I left each interaction feeling uplifted. I had lunch at McDonalds just because it was familiar - I NEVER eat McDonalds back home.
I met with two girls from my pipeline, but I was very unsure what to expect so I didn't yet have the confidence to escalate. One of them did come to my place, but when I tried to hold her hand, she moved her hand up to point her finger at something, and our hands bumped into each other - it was awkward. Plus I was getting very sleepy, still jet lagged. Barely able to keep my droopy eyelids open. I finally told her that I am tired and need to sleep, and let her go with a promise to meet up later (didn't keep that promise).
Day 4
This is where I start getting on a roll. I had a slim 18 year old fight through 3 hours of traffic to see me, and met me at 9:00 in the morning! We didn't really talk much at all, and she spent most of the time playing Clash of Clans on her phone. She was super shy, and put up lots of LMR for almost 2 hours. It took two freeze outs to finally get the notch. I raw dogged her and came on her stomach. I felt like such a man after getting a girl just slightly over half my age.
I had another date coming up with a 23 year old engineer who worked in Makati that same day. We had agreed to meet at the Ayala MRT station, and looking at Google Maps, I figured it would just be a quick taxi ride there and back. Big mistake! With Manila traffic, it takes an hour to go just a mile. The EDSA highway is slower than snails during rush hour, and I vowed to not do that again. It's basically a 3 lane highway, but the drivers there squeeze rows of 5 cars into those 3 lanes, only inches apart from each other side by side, with motorcyclists weaving through the tight bumper to bumper traffic. It was a sight to behold.
Anyway, I get to the Ayala MRT station and get utterly eye raped by everyone from curmudgeon old men to wide-eyed kids to sexy professional hot chicks. Filipinas may be shy when you talk to them, but they certainly are not shy when making eye contact. Eye contact varies between mere curiosity to boner-inducing lustful hunger to shameless stare-down contests in which they are determined to win. With all this eye contact never observed before in the U.S., I actually felt a little uncomfortable enough to not use my iPhone in public and to keep one hand on my wallet.
So the engineer chick shows up, and while she looks better than her pictures, she is a little dull in personality. Maybe she was shy, but she is an engineer after all, so that must be part of her make up. She also is not much of a talker, never using more words than necessary. We get groceries for chicken adobo which she wanted to cook for me, and we spend an hour trying to get a taxi that would take us back to my place.
Ah, those taxi drivers in the Philippines. When you are in a foreign country, you are their guest and it is bad form to raise your voice at the slightest inconvenience - especially if you are an American, which Americans have a reputation for, particularly among call-center workers (notched a couple of those). But if there is ever a time where you should raise your voice and assert yourself in an aggressive tone, it is with those taxi drivers - especially in Manila and, most especially at the airport. They are sharks!
Anyway, the reason it took so long was there was a line, and the driver we got tried to charge separate rates for me as a foreigner (500 pesos) than her as a local (150 pesos). She got so mad that she told me not to pay, and she gave him only what the meter read. I mean, she was so pissed I could almost see steam coming out of her ears, and I was worried it would ruin our date. But when we got back to our place, she started cooking right away and served me the food like a formal waitress. She just stood there to watch me eat. I offered her to eat, but she refused. It was weird, her standing there and watching me eat. After that I escalated and lead her to the bed, no LMR.
Day 5
I took it easy because I was exhausted from my two-a-day the previous day, my first ever. So I met with a girl who looked promising at Jollibee's, but she was so shy she had to bring along her cousin. It was kind of awkward, not because of the cousin, but because seeing her in person was a real let down. She didn't look as pretty as her pictures, and the real problem was that she was too thin. In America, you worry about SIFs. But in the Philippines, SIFs are not so much of a problem as meeting girls who are too rail thin and have no ass. So I let them go after a little while.
I did have a date with a stunner, but I didn't escalate. Either I felt that she wasn't all that interested, or I chickened out. Also, the frame wasn't quite right. I had been telling girls that I'm there for two reasons, vacation and real estate business. Well, it so happened that this stunner worked at Megaworld, the largest real estate developer in the Philippines - oops. I decided to keep up the real estate business thing for a little bit just to get her out with me, but that probably was a mistake. Can't really switch horses mid-stream.
After the failed date, I spammed my pipeline prospects using a cheap phone, and got one 30 year old to come over. Not much detail to give out, just escalated as quickly as possible. She wanted beer, but we only had a few sips before the clothes started coming off.
Days 6-9
Went to Boracay, which was mostly a bust. The highlight of this trip was I met another RVFer, geovert from Canada, and had a nice time with him the first night. We were at Summer Place and we got a couple of sets opened and he started dancing with one girl. A fattie was all over me, but needless to say I wasn't into her so I moved on. I did collect a few numbers earlier in the day from a waitress and a pair of girls strolling about in the D-mall. I met the girl later in the night, and tried to get her into Summer Place but the bouncer wouldn't let her in. Reason: she was a pro, and the bouncers don't let pros in certain venues. She looked just like a normal girl.
I got sick with a sore throat and had to take antibiotics and felt pretty miserable for the rest of the Boracay trip. I did capture a few beautiful shots of the sunset and beach, so it wasn't a total loss. I also had the experience of using tricycle motorbikes as transportation, and walking third-world streets along with locals, roosters, and a few rats scrounging for food. I had the pleasure of experiencing the most amazing fresh Mango Shakes I've ever tasted.
Used tinder there, and got a match. We met on the last day, and had a nice time, but when it was time to take her to my place, I got cockblocked by the doorman. When I left the following morning, she texted me "I'm going to miss you". I didn't respond. No point.
Coming back to Manila, I picked up where I left off. This was from a day game approach, where she basically smiled and waved at me when we passed by each other in the street. I went up to her and introduced myself to her, wrote my number down, and gave it to her. She texted me while I was in Boracay and set up the meet for when I got back. Tight little ass that I fucked standing up with her holding the kitchen table and moaning so loudly it might have bugged the neighbors. She was a slut. Good slut who loves to fuck. I wrapped it, though. Round two was on the balcony. My first balcony fuck.
Days 10-11
Antibiotics doing their work, and I started feeling better. I meet a nice sexy Filipina at a restaurant for lunch, and I was shocked to see her in person. She was beautiful, with full lips, a lustful hip to waist ratio. She's a mix of 1/2 pinay, 1/4 chinese, and 1/4 spanish… it made for a very interesting mix, and she is easily by far the hottest Asian girl I've fucked. I'm tempted to give her an 8, but I don't want to sound too self-congratulatory nor biased, so I'll give her a 7.5. Her tits are a little small, though. She's an upcoming nurse, and working as a real estate broker at a bank at the moment.
We had a halo-halo, and made some small talk. At first, it was a little awkward, and I was starting to think that this isn't going well. Then I asked her about her siblings, and she started showing me pictures of her family. That got her to open up and relax. After we finished, I told her that it's so hot outside and that we should go swimming at my place. She agreed, but we ended up fucking before we went swimming. My goodness, she has one of those Latina asses, and she certainly knows how to use it. Talked dirty to each other, too.
We hit it off so well that I cancelled my 2 other dates planned for that evening, and what I expected would be a 4 hour date with this girl turned into a 24 hour date! Have you ever met a girl where you hit it off so well, you just clicked? The time you have with her is a whirlwind of spontaneity, lust, and fun? That's what it was like for us. At the end of our date, we made plans to go to Tagaytay and Batangas together for a two day trip.
After she left, I had another date, but it was a complete dud. Perhaps I was not so motivated after spending several nuts on my favorite Pinay earlier.
Day 12
Two dates that day, and a day game approach that resulted in a number and eventually a notch.
I was passing by Jollibee's when I spot a girl and make eye contact. She holds my gaze, and gives a sly smile. I go right up to her, and introduce myself. She was surprised, but played along. Good sport. I tell her I have to go somewhere, but want to have coffee later. I whip out a pen and pad, scribble my name and phone number, along with a sloppily misshapen heart. I hand it over to her, and tell her to text me. She texted me within a couple hours and we made plans for a coffee date the next morning, which is day 13.
Another date with another call-center girl, but it was not a fun one. It was a frame war, where we both kept trying to impose our frame on the interaction. She kept trying to lead me AWAY from my condo, while I kept trying to lead her to MY condo. She also kept trying to get me to buy her things and take her to the Mind Museum. I didn't like that, but I had planned to see the Mind Museum, so I bought both of our tickets. I wasn't too happy that I bought her ticket, and I wanted her to invest a little. So I asked her to buy me a coke. Keep in mind that she has a job in the Fort, and it probably pays well enough for her to afford a coke. However, she got all pouty and said "you can get your own coke." Trying my best to remain cool and calm, I said, "I bought tickets to the museum, and I'm a little low on cash right now. Surely you can afford to buy a coke?" Without speaking she got up and ordered a coke from Jollibee near the museum.
Perhaps I didn't handle this well, but fuck me… I have other willing Filipinas buying me gifts, making me dinners, folding my clothes, and fighting through 2 hours of traffic to see me… and ALL I'm asking for is one measly coke, and she gets all pissy. What the fuck. So we tour the museum, I pretty much ignore her as I'm more interested in the exhibits than her. Seeing this, she starts pursuing me and kino'ing me… but any attempts to bring her back to my place was spurned.
The third date was nice and the girl was hot, but ran into LMR. Planned to meet her again, but never had the chance. I wanted to tell her "you should have put out when you had the chance!" but no, that's kinda mean. Just keep the thought to myself and smile at how I have so many options in the Philippines, that I don't need to put up with any shit.
Day 13
Three dates.
The Jollibee girl and I meet, and she tells me she's a call-center worker who works overnight hours (same time as USA). I jokingly ask her if she gets a lot of angry callers, and we laugh about that. I tell her that I hope she doesn't think of me as one of those Angry Americans, and she says that she didn't even think I was American, but that she assumed I was Italian. I say I'm actually Lebanese, but born in the USA, and she lights up. I think at this point she was thinking she wants a Lebanese flag! She's got that little slutty vibe. But she was getting tired and nodding off, so we plan to meet another day.
The coke/museum girl kept insisting on seeing me, so I told her she needs to meet me at my condo. She tries to set up meets at other places far away from the condo, like at Market Market. I say no, we either meet at my condo or at a starbucks across the street. She agrees to Starbucks. We meet at Starbucks, but I don't buy us any coffee or anything, I lead her directly to my place. My excuse was that I had been walking around in the heat all day, and I need to go back inside to "freshen up". She gets pouty and says "no, I don't want to go, I'll wait in the lobby for you."
Time to teach that girl a lesson. I make her wait, while taking my sweet time in the shower, and texting other prospects for a meet up. About 40 minutes later, I get a girl on her way to my place. I text the museum girl and told her that I am not coming back out, so she needs to go home. She goes home. A day later, after multiple texts asking why I changed my mind, I text her that I'm going to the province with another girl I'm dating… and that "it could have been you, but…" She goes, "but what? what do you mean?" Left her hanging like a piñata. I have so many options here, that if girls aren't willing to play ball, they can just leave and I'll replace with another willing option.
Third date resulted in my 7th notch. She was a 20 year old girl, where I have suspicions she was a virgin. She was so tight that I could barely fit my dick in, and she bled a little. She said she's menstruating and has had one other partner before. Not sure if I believe that. Nice thing was that she brought fresh mangoes for us to eat. I did not report this notch as it happened, so no link.
Days 14-15
My favorite filipina (from day 10-11) and I went to Batangas and Tagaytay for a two day trip. We met at 6 am and got on a bus to the Taal Volcano overlook, and we had brunch there. It was absolutely beautiful and we took lots of pictures. It was nice to relax and chill with a cool chick. I just can't get over how hot she is, she's one of the hottest chicks I've banged, and she was totally infatuated with me. At this point, I am just over the moon.
It was a hot day, however, and just getting to a beach in Batangas was an adventure in and of itself. First, taking a trike from the volcano overlook to a jeepney to a bus, where we watched the Mayweather-Pacquiao fight (surprised the bus had a TV!), and another jeepney to the beach. They really pack the jeepneys like sardines out in the province. Ours had at least 40 people plus luggage, and it was not a very comfortable ride. I'm relatively tall at 5'11", so I can only imagine how much more uncomfortable it would be for someone who stands at 6'3" or 6'4".
It was quite a site navigating through third world streets with food stands, gritty conditions, run-down shacks, and masterfully groomed sexy filipina chicks despite their living conditions. Once I saw two men grilling pork on the street, and I think I saw a pool of blood behind their shack. Freshly butchered pork, I guessed.
During our hours-long journey, my pinay and I were telling each other what we would do to each other once we got alone. She shyly wrote down on a pen and pad: "I want you so bad, I'm dying right now." As soon as we entered our room - after a 30 minute long and grossly inefficient check-in process - we just ATTACKED each other. Sweat, grime, stink, and all. By the time we were finished, we were laying in bed, drenched, and my balls were coated with a pleasantly gross mixture of sweat, cum, and pussy juice. We took a shower, cleaned up, and attacked each other again. What is this thing called "chemistry?"
The next day, after which we didn't really sleep - too busy fucking, we went swimming at the beach. The water was so crystal clear that you could see your feet and all the rocks, seaweed, and sand from 5 feet deep. We took lots of photos, including some lovey-dovey seflies. We were having so much fun, I remember thinking that this is way better than my honeymoon with my ex-wife at a 4-star resort. Right now I am laughing at how my ex-wife would have HATED this trip, she would have been absolutely miserable in third-world conditions. But my pinay was such a great sport, and she was worried about how I felt about the trip. I assured her that I was having a great time; I even shared the fact that I'm divorced, and that this is the best trip I have had in a very long time.
I might add, it was a great chance to get outside of the Fort-Makati first world bubble to experience the real Philippine provinces. Every foreigner should do this. After we got back, she had to go to work at 9 pm. She has overnight hours, and it's amazing how she made time for me when normally she would be sleeping.
Later that night, I got a girl wanting to come over, so I told her to meet me at my condo. 15 minutes later, we were fucking. It was the easiest, most awkward, and most sluttiest notch. I had a sneaking suspicion that she's on the Makati-Fort monger carousel, so I planned to ask the RVF members if they had seen her during our meet up.
Day 16
We had the RVF meet up in Manila - Dagnasty, YardDog, dreambig, Scott Free, and I met up for drinks and appetizers to chat about the game and life in the Philippines. All cool guys, and hope to hang out with them again soon.
A couple of funny moments, where I showed a picture of one of the sluttiest girls I banged. They all recognized her, and one came close to being my eskimo brother! All good, we had a good laugh about it. Again, I wrapped up!
Another moment, we were talking about pros and freelancers on tinder. YardDog was showing us how he was getting all these hot chicks off Tinder, and I was telling the group that all I seem to get are ladyboys and pros. The important thing to do is screen, screen, and screen. For a short term guy like me, that takes a little too much time so apparently it comes with the territory. But they told me the next time a pro hit me up with a money request, they said I should agree to it, set a time and place to meet, and then NOT show up - to teach her a lesson.
So I did that with one of the pros, and here's how the text conversation went:
Me: Meet tonight? I can pay
Her: Can we meet 9 pm?
Me: Yes 9 is good
** 1 hour later **
Her: baby can I go there now cause traffic
Her: I'm waiting taxi now where r u?
Her: waiting taxi now baby
Her: see u later
Her: taxi now, why u don't reply?
Her: I will be late cause too much traffic wait for me ok?
** 1 hour later **
Me: can't make it, something came up. sorry
Her: Fuck off ur such a lier ur wasting my time don't talk to me anymore idiot
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Day 17
Three dates. One a lunch date with a rich chick, but nothing came of it. Another with the call-center chick I met at Jollibee's - our 2nd meet. She came directly to my floor to "check out the view", and I let her in. Clothes started coming off almost immediately. She was primed and ready. Good fuck. A little dirty and fun. Not her first rodeo with a foreigner I don't think, but I needed a place to park it this afternoon so it suit me well. What I love about Manila is that girls are ready to fuck at any time of the day and without the aid of alcohol.
Third date was with the first chick I met at the airport, and she spent overnight with me. We went to Valkyrie, but it was kind of lame so we went home after we finished our drinks.
Day 18
Another two-a-day for a furious finish. First a nurse who was DTF, all the details can be found here. We went out to dinner afterward and just chilled together, it was pretty nice.
Second was a 21 year old chick who was about to leave the Philippines to Dubai for a work assignment, and she apparently wanted to "experience new things" … and was thankful it was "with me". After winning a frame battle about who goes to whose place to meet, she came over at midnight and we snuck into the condo pool. Skinny dipped and fucked her right there in the water. Dried out and went back up to my room and fucked her 3 more times. Not much talk, because talking is just bullshit.
Days 19-20
I was tired that day, and did not have any more dates. Nor did I want to. Enjoyed the time to myself on Day 19, and had my favorite pinay come over at 6 am the next morning on my last day of the trip. Again, she was so hot. She was dressed in tight black pants and a professional blue blouse. As soon as we entered my room, we began undressing each other and a passionate fuck session ensued. When we were done, she insisted that I relax while she fixes breakfast. She also brought gifts for me, two shirts and a coffee mug. Breakfast was a full course delicious meal of rice topped with a fried egg sunny side up, along with vegetables and mango for dessert. After we finished breakfast, we made our personal porn movies. Something for me to jerk off to when I get home to my lonely nights in my Houston apartment.
Alright, I'll admit it. I'm going to miss her. Out of all the notches, she was by far my all-around favorite with no one being a close second. The highlight of my trip was not the sport-notching or setting up dates, but experiencing the provinces of the Philippines with her outside of Manila.
TL;DR -- Trip Stats
Number of days total trip duration: 19
Number of days spent on active gaming and dating: 14
Number of days spent with repeats: 4
Number of days spent on myself only: 1
Notch total: 11
Notches from online: 9 (all FilipinoCupid, zero from Tinder)
Notches from daygame: 2
Notches from nightgame: 0
Phone numbers collected from online game: At least 40
Phone numbers collected from daygame: About 8
Total number of dates/meetups (not counting repeats): 21
Notch/meet ratio: 52%
Dick Soreness Index: 100%
Farewell, Philippines. I will miss you. But I will be back!
Have lots of time to kill at a 9 hour layover in Qatar, so might as well get this out of the way. This will be more of a memoir than a data sheet, as we have enough of those on the Philippines. Upon request by a few members here, I will post a Deaf Game Datasheet in a separate thread. Also no pornographic pictures here, for two reasons: 1) I am not LINUX, and 2) security and privacy reasons.
TL;DR skip to the end. Otherwise get a coffee and sit in that comfortable chair.
As a lot of you know, I recently got out of a nearly sex-less marriage as outlined in my divorce thread here. Initially I wasn't planning to take a trip, but many of you suggested that I do exactly that. One night, alone in my new and minimally furnished apartment, I was researching air fares and places to go when I saw a great deal. Qatar Airways to the Philippines for only $800, where other flights were at least $1400 and up. Without thinking, I clicked to book a three week trip.
I had no idea that this one mouse click would bring about a turning point in my life. Fast forward to April 20, when I landed in Manila, I honestly was skeptical that it would be as easy as many guys here say it is, even though I had a nice pipeline off FilipinoCupid waiting to meet me. I told myself that if I got at least 3, maybe 4 notches, I would be going home happy. Little did I know I would get that the first week.
My individual notches as I posted them is in The Philippines Thread, pages 62 through 66, and I will link to each post throughout this memoir.
Days 1-2
I had a girl pick me up from the airport, but it was not without stressful and confusing texting "where are you? I'm here at the duty free shop". My SIM card and iPhone issues excaberated this; I had assumed my iPhone was unlocked but it wasn't and the Globe SIM card wouldn't work. I was stuck with WiFi, and the connection would drop as soon as I stepped outside of the airport terminal.
Nevertheless, we did meet, and she looked every bit as good as her pictures except with darker skin and had braces. Lots of girls here have braces into their 20s, but that didn't really bother me. We started kino'ing as if we were on the 5th date, and this is when I knew this trip was going to be good. My skepticisms melted away for the most part.
We spent 2 days together, and coming from a complicated and miserable marriage, this was a refreshingly sweet and simple 2-day date. She accompanied me going about the area, eating dinner, getting a Thai massage, and having a drink. I was jet lagged, so one drink did me in completely. The next day we just stayed in bed all day.
Day 3
The first girl left, and I was on my own for the first time. This is when culture shock and homesickness began to set in. I did about 3 or 4 day game approaches, indirect style asking where the internet cafe is, and they did not hook. But they were very friendly and I left each interaction feeling uplifted. I had lunch at McDonalds just because it was familiar - I NEVER eat McDonalds back home.
I met with two girls from my pipeline, but I was very unsure what to expect so I didn't yet have the confidence to escalate. One of them did come to my place, but when I tried to hold her hand, she moved her hand up to point her finger at something, and our hands bumped into each other - it was awkward. Plus I was getting very sleepy, still jet lagged. Barely able to keep my droopy eyelids open. I finally told her that I am tired and need to sleep, and let her go with a promise to meet up later (didn't keep that promise).
Day 4
This is where I start getting on a roll. I had a slim 18 year old fight through 3 hours of traffic to see me, and met me at 9:00 in the morning! We didn't really talk much at all, and she spent most of the time playing Clash of Clans on her phone. She was super shy, and put up lots of LMR for almost 2 hours. It took two freeze outs to finally get the notch. I raw dogged her and came on her stomach. I felt like such a man after getting a girl just slightly over half my age.
I had another date coming up with a 23 year old engineer who worked in Makati that same day. We had agreed to meet at the Ayala MRT station, and looking at Google Maps, I figured it would just be a quick taxi ride there and back. Big mistake! With Manila traffic, it takes an hour to go just a mile. The EDSA highway is slower than snails during rush hour, and I vowed to not do that again. It's basically a 3 lane highway, but the drivers there squeeze rows of 5 cars into those 3 lanes, only inches apart from each other side by side, with motorcyclists weaving through the tight bumper to bumper traffic. It was a sight to behold.
Anyway, I get to the Ayala MRT station and get utterly eye raped by everyone from curmudgeon old men to wide-eyed kids to sexy professional hot chicks. Filipinas may be shy when you talk to them, but they certainly are not shy when making eye contact. Eye contact varies between mere curiosity to boner-inducing lustful hunger to shameless stare-down contests in which they are determined to win. With all this eye contact never observed before in the U.S., I actually felt a little uncomfortable enough to not use my iPhone in public and to keep one hand on my wallet.
So the engineer chick shows up, and while she looks better than her pictures, she is a little dull in personality. Maybe she was shy, but she is an engineer after all, so that must be part of her make up. She also is not much of a talker, never using more words than necessary. We get groceries for chicken adobo which she wanted to cook for me, and we spend an hour trying to get a taxi that would take us back to my place.
Ah, those taxi drivers in the Philippines. When you are in a foreign country, you are their guest and it is bad form to raise your voice at the slightest inconvenience - especially if you are an American, which Americans have a reputation for, particularly among call-center workers (notched a couple of those). But if there is ever a time where you should raise your voice and assert yourself in an aggressive tone, it is with those taxi drivers - especially in Manila and, most especially at the airport. They are sharks!
Anyway, the reason it took so long was there was a line, and the driver we got tried to charge separate rates for me as a foreigner (500 pesos) than her as a local (150 pesos). She got so mad that she told me not to pay, and she gave him only what the meter read. I mean, she was so pissed I could almost see steam coming out of her ears, and I was worried it would ruin our date. But when we got back to our place, she started cooking right away and served me the food like a formal waitress. She just stood there to watch me eat. I offered her to eat, but she refused. It was weird, her standing there and watching me eat. After that I escalated and lead her to the bed, no LMR.
Day 5
I took it easy because I was exhausted from my two-a-day the previous day, my first ever. So I met with a girl who looked promising at Jollibee's, but she was so shy she had to bring along her cousin. It was kind of awkward, not because of the cousin, but because seeing her in person was a real let down. She didn't look as pretty as her pictures, and the real problem was that she was too thin. In America, you worry about SIFs. But in the Philippines, SIFs are not so much of a problem as meeting girls who are too rail thin and have no ass. So I let them go after a little while.
I did have a date with a stunner, but I didn't escalate. Either I felt that she wasn't all that interested, or I chickened out. Also, the frame wasn't quite right. I had been telling girls that I'm there for two reasons, vacation and real estate business. Well, it so happened that this stunner worked at Megaworld, the largest real estate developer in the Philippines - oops. I decided to keep up the real estate business thing for a little bit just to get her out with me, but that probably was a mistake. Can't really switch horses mid-stream.
After the failed date, I spammed my pipeline prospects using a cheap phone, and got one 30 year old to come over. Not much detail to give out, just escalated as quickly as possible. She wanted beer, but we only had a few sips before the clothes started coming off.
Days 6-9
Went to Boracay, which was mostly a bust. The highlight of this trip was I met another RVFer, geovert from Canada, and had a nice time with him the first night. We were at Summer Place and we got a couple of sets opened and he started dancing with one girl. A fattie was all over me, but needless to say I wasn't into her so I moved on. I did collect a few numbers earlier in the day from a waitress and a pair of girls strolling about in the D-mall. I met the girl later in the night, and tried to get her into Summer Place but the bouncer wouldn't let her in. Reason: she was a pro, and the bouncers don't let pros in certain venues. She looked just like a normal girl.
I got sick with a sore throat and had to take antibiotics and felt pretty miserable for the rest of the Boracay trip. I did capture a few beautiful shots of the sunset and beach, so it wasn't a total loss. I also had the experience of using tricycle motorbikes as transportation, and walking third-world streets along with locals, roosters, and a few rats scrounging for food. I had the pleasure of experiencing the most amazing fresh Mango Shakes I've ever tasted.
Used tinder there, and got a match. We met on the last day, and had a nice time, but when it was time to take her to my place, I got cockblocked by the doorman. When I left the following morning, she texted me "I'm going to miss you". I didn't respond. No point.
Coming back to Manila, I picked up where I left off. This was from a day game approach, where she basically smiled and waved at me when we passed by each other in the street. I went up to her and introduced myself to her, wrote my number down, and gave it to her. She texted me while I was in Boracay and set up the meet for when I got back. Tight little ass that I fucked standing up with her holding the kitchen table and moaning so loudly it might have bugged the neighbors. She was a slut. Good slut who loves to fuck. I wrapped it, though. Round two was on the balcony. My first balcony fuck.
Days 10-11
Antibiotics doing their work, and I started feeling better. I meet a nice sexy Filipina at a restaurant for lunch, and I was shocked to see her in person. She was beautiful, with full lips, a lustful hip to waist ratio. She's a mix of 1/2 pinay, 1/4 chinese, and 1/4 spanish… it made for a very interesting mix, and she is easily by far the hottest Asian girl I've fucked. I'm tempted to give her an 8, but I don't want to sound too self-congratulatory nor biased, so I'll give her a 7.5. Her tits are a little small, though. She's an upcoming nurse, and working as a real estate broker at a bank at the moment.
We had a halo-halo, and made some small talk. At first, it was a little awkward, and I was starting to think that this isn't going well. Then I asked her about her siblings, and she started showing me pictures of her family. That got her to open up and relax. After we finished, I told her that it's so hot outside and that we should go swimming at my place. She agreed, but we ended up fucking before we went swimming. My goodness, she has one of those Latina asses, and she certainly knows how to use it. Talked dirty to each other, too.
We hit it off so well that I cancelled my 2 other dates planned for that evening, and what I expected would be a 4 hour date with this girl turned into a 24 hour date! Have you ever met a girl where you hit it off so well, you just clicked? The time you have with her is a whirlwind of spontaneity, lust, and fun? That's what it was like for us. At the end of our date, we made plans to go to Tagaytay and Batangas together for a two day trip.
After she left, I had another date, but it was a complete dud. Perhaps I was not so motivated after spending several nuts on my favorite Pinay earlier.
Day 12
Two dates that day, and a day game approach that resulted in a number and eventually a notch.
I was passing by Jollibee's when I spot a girl and make eye contact. She holds my gaze, and gives a sly smile. I go right up to her, and introduce myself. She was surprised, but played along. Good sport. I tell her I have to go somewhere, but want to have coffee later. I whip out a pen and pad, scribble my name and phone number, along with a sloppily misshapen heart. I hand it over to her, and tell her to text me. She texted me within a couple hours and we made plans for a coffee date the next morning, which is day 13.
Another date with another call-center girl, but it was not a fun one. It was a frame war, where we both kept trying to impose our frame on the interaction. She kept trying to lead me AWAY from my condo, while I kept trying to lead her to MY condo. She also kept trying to get me to buy her things and take her to the Mind Museum. I didn't like that, but I had planned to see the Mind Museum, so I bought both of our tickets. I wasn't too happy that I bought her ticket, and I wanted her to invest a little. So I asked her to buy me a coke. Keep in mind that she has a job in the Fort, and it probably pays well enough for her to afford a coke. However, she got all pouty and said "you can get your own coke." Trying my best to remain cool and calm, I said, "I bought tickets to the museum, and I'm a little low on cash right now. Surely you can afford to buy a coke?" Without speaking she got up and ordered a coke from Jollibee near the museum.
Perhaps I didn't handle this well, but fuck me… I have other willing Filipinas buying me gifts, making me dinners, folding my clothes, and fighting through 2 hours of traffic to see me… and ALL I'm asking for is one measly coke, and she gets all pissy. What the fuck. So we tour the museum, I pretty much ignore her as I'm more interested in the exhibits than her. Seeing this, she starts pursuing me and kino'ing me… but any attempts to bring her back to my place was spurned.
The third date was nice and the girl was hot, but ran into LMR. Planned to meet her again, but never had the chance. I wanted to tell her "you should have put out when you had the chance!" but no, that's kinda mean. Just keep the thought to myself and smile at how I have so many options in the Philippines, that I don't need to put up with any shit.
Day 13
Three dates.
The Jollibee girl and I meet, and she tells me she's a call-center worker who works overnight hours (same time as USA). I jokingly ask her if she gets a lot of angry callers, and we laugh about that. I tell her that I hope she doesn't think of me as one of those Angry Americans, and she says that she didn't even think I was American, but that she assumed I was Italian. I say I'm actually Lebanese, but born in the USA, and she lights up. I think at this point she was thinking she wants a Lebanese flag! She's got that little slutty vibe. But she was getting tired and nodding off, so we plan to meet another day.
The coke/museum girl kept insisting on seeing me, so I told her she needs to meet me at my condo. She tries to set up meets at other places far away from the condo, like at Market Market. I say no, we either meet at my condo or at a starbucks across the street. She agrees to Starbucks. We meet at Starbucks, but I don't buy us any coffee or anything, I lead her directly to my place. My excuse was that I had been walking around in the heat all day, and I need to go back inside to "freshen up". She gets pouty and says "no, I don't want to go, I'll wait in the lobby for you."
Time to teach that girl a lesson. I make her wait, while taking my sweet time in the shower, and texting other prospects for a meet up. About 40 minutes later, I get a girl on her way to my place. I text the museum girl and told her that I am not coming back out, so she needs to go home. She goes home. A day later, after multiple texts asking why I changed my mind, I text her that I'm going to the province with another girl I'm dating… and that "it could have been you, but…" She goes, "but what? what do you mean?" Left her hanging like a piñata. I have so many options here, that if girls aren't willing to play ball, they can just leave and I'll replace with another willing option.
Third date resulted in my 7th notch. She was a 20 year old girl, where I have suspicions she was a virgin. She was so tight that I could barely fit my dick in, and she bled a little. She said she's menstruating and has had one other partner before. Not sure if I believe that. Nice thing was that she brought fresh mangoes for us to eat. I did not report this notch as it happened, so no link.
Days 14-15
My favorite filipina (from day 10-11) and I went to Batangas and Tagaytay for a two day trip. We met at 6 am and got on a bus to the Taal Volcano overlook, and we had brunch there. It was absolutely beautiful and we took lots of pictures. It was nice to relax and chill with a cool chick. I just can't get over how hot she is, she's one of the hottest chicks I've banged, and she was totally infatuated with me. At this point, I am just over the moon.
It was a hot day, however, and just getting to a beach in Batangas was an adventure in and of itself. First, taking a trike from the volcano overlook to a jeepney to a bus, where we watched the Mayweather-Pacquiao fight (surprised the bus had a TV!), and another jeepney to the beach. They really pack the jeepneys like sardines out in the province. Ours had at least 40 people plus luggage, and it was not a very comfortable ride. I'm relatively tall at 5'11", so I can only imagine how much more uncomfortable it would be for someone who stands at 6'3" or 6'4".
It was quite a site navigating through third world streets with food stands, gritty conditions, run-down shacks, and masterfully groomed sexy filipina chicks despite their living conditions. Once I saw two men grilling pork on the street, and I think I saw a pool of blood behind their shack. Freshly butchered pork, I guessed.
During our hours-long journey, my pinay and I were telling each other what we would do to each other once we got alone. She shyly wrote down on a pen and pad: "I want you so bad, I'm dying right now." As soon as we entered our room - after a 30 minute long and grossly inefficient check-in process - we just ATTACKED each other. Sweat, grime, stink, and all. By the time we were finished, we were laying in bed, drenched, and my balls were coated with a pleasantly gross mixture of sweat, cum, and pussy juice. We took a shower, cleaned up, and attacked each other again. What is this thing called "chemistry?"
The next day, after which we didn't really sleep - too busy fucking, we went swimming at the beach. The water was so crystal clear that you could see your feet and all the rocks, seaweed, and sand from 5 feet deep. We took lots of photos, including some lovey-dovey seflies. We were having so much fun, I remember thinking that this is way better than my honeymoon with my ex-wife at a 4-star resort. Right now I am laughing at how my ex-wife would have HATED this trip, she would have been absolutely miserable in third-world conditions. But my pinay was such a great sport, and she was worried about how I felt about the trip. I assured her that I was having a great time; I even shared the fact that I'm divorced, and that this is the best trip I have had in a very long time.
I might add, it was a great chance to get outside of the Fort-Makati first world bubble to experience the real Philippine provinces. Every foreigner should do this. After we got back, she had to go to work at 9 pm. She has overnight hours, and it's amazing how she made time for me when normally she would be sleeping.
Later that night, I got a girl wanting to come over, so I told her to meet me at my condo. 15 minutes later, we were fucking. It was the easiest, most awkward, and most sluttiest notch. I had a sneaking suspicion that she's on the Makati-Fort monger carousel, so I planned to ask the RVF members if they had seen her during our meet up.
Day 16
We had the RVF meet up in Manila - Dagnasty, YardDog, dreambig, Scott Free, and I met up for drinks and appetizers to chat about the game and life in the Philippines. All cool guys, and hope to hang out with them again soon.
A couple of funny moments, where I showed a picture of one of the sluttiest girls I banged. They all recognized her, and one came close to being my eskimo brother! All good, we had a good laugh about it. Again, I wrapped up!
Another moment, we were talking about pros and freelancers on tinder. YardDog was showing us how he was getting all these hot chicks off Tinder, and I was telling the group that all I seem to get are ladyboys and pros. The important thing to do is screen, screen, and screen. For a short term guy like me, that takes a little too much time so apparently it comes with the territory. But they told me the next time a pro hit me up with a money request, they said I should agree to it, set a time and place to meet, and then NOT show up - to teach her a lesson.
So I did that with one of the pros, and here's how the text conversation went:
Me: Meet tonight? I can pay
Her: Can we meet 9 pm?
Me: Yes 9 is good
** 1 hour later **
Her: baby can I go there now cause traffic
Her: I'm waiting taxi now where r u?
Her: waiting taxi now baby
Her: see u later
Her: taxi now, why u don't reply?
Her: I will be late cause too much traffic wait for me ok?
** 1 hour later **
Me: can't make it, something came up. sorry
Her: Fuck off ur such a lier ur wasting my time don't talk to me anymore idiot
Day 17
Three dates. One a lunch date with a rich chick, but nothing came of it. Another with the call-center chick I met at Jollibee's - our 2nd meet. She came directly to my floor to "check out the view", and I let her in. Clothes started coming off almost immediately. She was primed and ready. Good fuck. A little dirty and fun. Not her first rodeo with a foreigner I don't think, but I needed a place to park it this afternoon so it suit me well. What I love about Manila is that girls are ready to fuck at any time of the day and without the aid of alcohol.
Third date was with the first chick I met at the airport, and she spent overnight with me. We went to Valkyrie, but it was kind of lame so we went home after we finished our drinks.
Day 18
Another two-a-day for a furious finish. First a nurse who was DTF, all the details can be found here. We went out to dinner afterward and just chilled together, it was pretty nice.
Second was a 21 year old chick who was about to leave the Philippines to Dubai for a work assignment, and she apparently wanted to "experience new things" … and was thankful it was "with me". After winning a frame battle about who goes to whose place to meet, she came over at midnight and we snuck into the condo pool. Skinny dipped and fucked her right there in the water. Dried out and went back up to my room and fucked her 3 more times. Not much talk, because talking is just bullshit.
Days 19-20
I was tired that day, and did not have any more dates. Nor did I want to. Enjoyed the time to myself on Day 19, and had my favorite pinay come over at 6 am the next morning on my last day of the trip. Again, she was so hot. She was dressed in tight black pants and a professional blue blouse. As soon as we entered my room, we began undressing each other and a passionate fuck session ensued. When we were done, she insisted that I relax while she fixes breakfast. She also brought gifts for me, two shirts and a coffee mug. Breakfast was a full course delicious meal of rice topped with a fried egg sunny side up, along with vegetables and mango for dessert. After we finished breakfast, we made our personal porn movies. Something for me to jerk off to when I get home to my lonely nights in my Houston apartment.
Alright, I'll admit it. I'm going to miss her. Out of all the notches, she was by far my all-around favorite with no one being a close second. The highlight of my trip was not the sport-notching or setting up dates, but experiencing the provinces of the Philippines with her outside of Manila.
TL;DR -- Trip Stats
Number of days total trip duration: 19
Number of days spent on active gaming and dating: 14
Number of days spent with repeats: 4
Number of days spent on myself only: 1
Notch total: 11
Notches from online: 9 (all FilipinoCupid, zero from Tinder)
Notches from daygame: 2
Notches from nightgame: 0
Phone numbers collected from online game: At least 40
Phone numbers collected from daygame: About 8
Total number of dates/meetups (not counting repeats): 21
Notch/meet ratio: 52%
Dick Soreness Index: 100%
Farewell, Philippines. I will miss you. But I will be back!
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