Beneath The Veil

Beneath The Veil

What you suppress grows 😉

Like all good lay reports, this one begins in Burger King. But not just any Burger King. A Burger King in Abu Dhabi, the second biggest city in the United Arab Emirates (UAE).

When people tell you about the UAE you’ll hear words like “strict,” “religious,” “conservative” and even “dangerous” when compared to the western world. My experience there last week demonstrated how wrong word-of-mouth reports can be, especially when you go online to find out information on seduction forums.

Abu Dhabi, like Dubai, is rich. Super rich. You’ll see more luxury cars and high end fashion stores than in London or New York. There are more gourmet restaurants than in Paris. More swanky clubs than in Moscow. A backwards village in the sand dunes it ‘aint.

The surface-level religious restrictions work in a hustler’s favour. Just because there’s an outwardly conservative society (with the Muslim rules of no sex before marriage, no alcohol etc), that doesn’t mean there’s not another hidden side. Just like in other Muslim countries I’ve been to like Turkey, these restrictions actually amplify the Secret Society. The Pressure Cooker Effect means that guys and girls are even hornier than in the west. Everything just has to happen under-the-radar in secret (which makes it even more naughty and pleasurable).

Anyway, back to my romantic Burger King encounter. I’d finished the daygame session with the student in the mall next to his residence and gone to get a filthy whopper to feed my belly (that’s food, not a girl). As I sat at a table by the door looking jet-lagged and red faced from the hot sun outside a girl in a headscarf (hijab) walked past me and flashed me the first IOI of the trip. She was heading out of the restaurant at quite a speed.

For a few seconds I sat there, too tired to move, but then I said fuck it, picked up my half-eaten burger and did a mini jog to catch up with her outside a clothing store. In the mall there were many tourists and foreigners (most people in the UAE seem to be from other countries) so there wasn’t much of a spotlight on me.

At this point I could write a very convoluted lay report saying how hard it all was, how I had to face my inner demons and embark on an inner game quest but that would all be engineered drama for victim points. The reality was that she’d chosen me when she flashed me a smile in Burger King. My Opener and Stack were pretty shit but she’d already hooked when I touched her on the arm to stop her. She was a Yes Girl, 100%

She told me she was working in a clothing store in the mall and was going back to work. She was born in Muscat but had studied in Egypt at an international university.  I added her on my phone and said I was in Abu Dhabi for another two days. We briefly made a plan to get coffee after her work the following day.

I finished my burger and went for a lie down. What a pimp.

The only technical bit of the lay was working out how I was going to potentially bounce her from the coffee shop to the apartment building next door where I had a room. The client who I was in the UAE to coach explained how girls often have chaperones to meet guys and that reception staff in the building might well cock-block. He was a native of Abu Dhabi and told me not to worry; his cousin (and also his driver) would be in the coffee shop to “sort the issue.” I had no idea what that meant but he reassured me it would be fine.

In the end the cousin wasn’t needed. I met Burger King girl in a well lit coffee shop two levels down from her shop after work the next day. She was wearing purple trousers, a black top and a black headscarf. This made her cat-like eyes seem even bigger and more mischievous. I had my laptop with me to make it look like a business meeting.

We sat opposite each other and to anyone around us it just looked like any other friendly chat that was going on all around us. But her conversation with me gave her game away. She’d been to Europe. She’d partied in Egypt and tried alcohol. She’d dated an Australian guy in her final year of university (only her sister knew).

After this there was no more seduction on my part. It was like she was following my dating model. She’d keep giving me Tiger Eyes as I told her about my life in London. She’d spike things up by asking me if I was a well behaved boy. She wanted to know where I was staying and who with. She said her married friend lived in the same apartment block and that she sometimes used the spa there after work.

From the coffee shop it was an eight minute stroll through the mall into the apartment reception where I said I was going to “drop my laptop off.” She carried on talking about her time in Egypt as we walked past staff at the desk who were completely unfazed by her presence, wishing me a good afternoon.

Elevator ride. Shoes off. TV on. Sofa kissing. Sex. No resistance and she did all the grinding and escalating for me, removing her hijab as soon as we’d entered my room. After the bang (which was loud and raw) she told me she’d slept with two Egyptian guys, her Australian ex and a French businessman in UAE. God bless the Secret Society.

Like I said, she was a Yes Girl who’d chosen me. I just had to pick up on that signal and show up. That’s not to say my other experiences in the UAE (or on other trips to Turkey) have been so straightforward. I had a coffee date the day after with a strict virgin which went nowhere, I had a girl on my bed who wouldn’t kiss but only hug, and I went on a date with a spoilt princess who self-saboutaged things by inviting her sister along halfway through.

If you’re planning on daygame trips to Dubai, Abu Dhabi or similar, you’re going to need excellent social calibration. Be discreet, under-the-radar and aware of the outward rules. No flashy daygame. No Public Displays Of Affection. But remember that girls are girls, attraction is attraction. If anything, you will find the girls to be even more up for it than in liberal societies where sex is nothing special.

My other lay of the trip was with a Muslim girl from Indonesia who knew my daygame client, so it was neither a cold approach nor an impressive notch even though she was 20 and pretty. I’ll only start blogging about Southeast Asian girls when I’m really old and lazy.

11 thoughts on “Beneath The Veil”

  1. First week of 2018, I did 40 approaches, I got 14 numbers (3 only responded to the feeler text) and I went on 1 date (finally I didn’t go further because I didn’t find her beautiful).
    I’ve got a lot of numbers but also too much flakes.

    I don’t know why but I have the impression daygame doesn’t work in France. It’s quite discouraging because I follow your blog for a long time…

    1. How long have you been daygaming ? I’ve daygamed in Toulouse and Paris and no problem. French girls are very receptive to Daygame.
      I think the problem might be your frame

      1. I do daygame for 4 years in Lyon. What do you mean about my frame? I am an old “nice guy” so maybe I have some relapses sometimes.
        Maybe the girls see me as a player (I don’t know?) because I practice “rue de la république” a big pedestrian street in Lyon.

    2. Without seeing your approaches, it’s hard to give accurate feedback. If you’re getting numbers but not much follow up, then girls maybe see you as more of a ‘friend’ than a seducer.
      Try mixing up your stack by being more flirty and teasing them.

  2. am i weird that i dont feel needy, nervous or anxious when i approach or go on a date with an “hb10” but i feel total opposite when i approach a 6 or 7 ? lol

  3. Ive bang a few indonesian girls in my country when my game is still beginner.Yes, they are muslim in their own country but when they traveled to your own country, the hijab is down? the secret society is revealed. I believe the tiger eyes are good indicator, if any one party indicates, you’re IN. As long as you don’t mess up simple steps as a seducer 😉

  4. Awesome, sounds like you’re living the perfect life in every sense.
    Btw, as someone who cant really access youtube etc where I live, your increase in written content recently is much appreciated

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