Post: #1

I love blondes, especially of the Russian variety. However, what intrigues me about them is how unpredictable its been for me. With American or Hispanic women, I have a feel for how it must be played. Whether its executed or not, is a different story. But its certainly not foreign (no pun intended).

With Russian women, it starts the same. I meet them in person and then reconnect a month or so later online and they seem to go for the date- EVEN IF THEY DON'T REMEMBER ME (dating back to myspaces days, now facebook. is it just me or is it easier to set up the date online with russian reptiles?)

The second to last Russian girl lived in South Beach. I picked her up, took her to hard rock, and had dinner. She was being such a cunt, that we kinda drifted and I just dipped. Thats pretty far distance to leave a bitch. 3 WEEKS AFTER I LEAVE HER 40 MILES FROM HOME, she has me over her apartment in South Beach to sleep over and fuck lmao. I did this for a few months off and on--but you can tell this girl had been tore up by rich guys on the beach. She HATED Americans, especially American men, and would tell me this all the time. even in bed. I finally got sick of it and stopped talking to her.

Enter new Russian blondey. Picture Khalessi from Game of Thrones without the Kelly Bundy hair color. Same deal, meet at a bar. This time, 6 weeks later I hit her up on facebook. At the bar she told me she lived in North Carolina, yet, made me add her on facebook. where it clearly says she lives in fort lauderdale. the weirdness begins. I wait, then try my same FB approach.

Her response: "Do I know you?" I remind her of the night, and sure enough, this past Tuesday after some small talk- she tells me "hey its my birthday, want to take me out?".

So we get down to the beach and we start drinking. This one is far brighter and better looking than the last, and seems to have a strong interest in my career (refreshing, after being with a few U.S. twats recently). She told me she was in a 5 year controlling relationship and was ready to not settle down, but wanted to meet a guy. Also when I talking about our "types", said that she envisioned herself next meeting a italian man that has his shit together and family values. She was super into my industry..had me explain exactly what I do, wanted to see my website I made, and asked to keep my business card. She also saw a few pics of my family on my phone and wanted to know who was who.. I was flattered, but again, not quite sure whats going on lol.

It was Tuesday and most nice places were closed, so we went to this hispanic dive bar that she had been to before. We continue to drink, and shes teasing the FUCK out of me. Shes staring in my eyes, biting her lip, and being VERY playful. We are on barstools, facing eachother. She will playfully put her hands in mine and give me this cute look. At this point I MUST get something going with this girl. A familiar reggae song came on, so I tried to get her up to dance. As I tried to motion to get behind her, she would hold my hands like when we sat, and then do this silly thing where she was almost ball room dancing with me--making me twirl her? strange. So we sit down and she whips out her phone, starts snapping pics of us two. Psychologically, im thinking for her to whip out the camera on the first date she must be digging me.

So heres the kicker- after eye fucking me, biting her lip, and getting in my face a few times, I couldn't take it anymore. She came in real close and I started to kiss her. I usually dont do that SO quick on the first date, but we were lit and I rarely have a such a gorgeous girl come on so strong so fast. She pulled back and looked pissed. She tells me she likes me but wants to go at her pace, not mine. I laughed and played it off like it was no big deal. switched subjects. I should have left her like the first one, but I really want to bang this broad. bad.

So I sent her a text this morning, said I had a good time and sent her 2 pics she took of us with my phone. She said she had a great time and im a really great guy. Now i'm playing this like I would with a local-- no contact for a little while. Im actually going to be right near her house tomorrow but im going to resist the urge.

If a few of vets can share some stories, offer a couple of Ruski tips it would be much appreciated! spa see ba!

Post: #2

sumilar experiences with ruskies, u need to dominate these chicks in amused mastery kind of way. and yes they seem to love ball room dancing as most russian still go to balls once or twice a year. is she religious? ie wearing cross? if she is than reading a bit on orthodoxy might help. wikipedia should suffice.

Post: #3

America warps women - in unexpected ways. A Russian woman here is not like a Russian woman in Russia. She is actually a mixture of the two cultures. With that said, Russian women are strong. So you have to be stronger in order to dominate. And you are expected to do exactly that - dominate them.

Post: #4

I've noticed Russian women don't like it when you make an attempt at speaking to them in Russian. You are either fluent or don't waste their time.