We’re back in Montreal after a three-week sabbatical of being 100% unplugged off the internet… which is something Ghita, Greta and I seriously needed to do. I was a little bit nervous in leaving ideaGasms, my baby, alone for three weeks without even going online once to check up on things, but thanks to my boy Sie, I knew things would survive without me.
So we left Costa Rica, the story of why & how this happened is kinda funny.
Ghita (left) had to go to Montreal to get a few things handled, so I sent her off, and then Greta and I went for a little trip of our own, to Panama, which is an amazing place that the girls will post about later.
So Ghita is in Montreal now, and she calls me up to say, “The ATM card isn’t working, can you call the bank to ask them what’s up?”
I call up my bank, and the guy goes, “SUUURE, I can help you with that, Sir. May I have your ATM card number please?”
“Um, my girlfriend has it right now, can I give you some other info, or can I call you back?”
“SIR, YOU HAVE JUST VIOLATED YOUR PERSONAL CONTRACT AGREEMENT WITH US, YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO LEND YOUR CARD TO ANYONE. I MUST NOW BLOCK YOUR ACCOUNT. YOU NEED TO PRESENT YOURSELF TO YOUR BRANCH, IN PERSON, IMMEDIATELY.”
“But, um, Ghita is my common-law WIFE, man. Look, I’m in a third-world country. If you shut my banking off, how am I going to puchase plane tickets to leave Costa Rica and go to my branch in Montreal?”
“SIR, let me put you on hold and talk to my manager…”
*CLICK*
The phone disconnects.
I was using SKYPE. ![]()
…In Costa Rica.
Not the best phone connection. ![]()
So I call them back, and of course, there is no way I can get the same phone guy again. And since the connection had dropped, he assumed that I got angry. So he just CANCELLED my entire banking access - the ATM, my online banking, everything was shut down.
…While I’m in Costa Rica.
So, I “demand” to talk to a manager, and she goes, “There’s nothing we can do, you must come to montreal to fix this.”
i said, “Great, can you please go online and buy me some plane tickets? I’m sitting in a third-world country with no money.”
“But Sir, you can use your VISA credit card!”
“Great, and if I had no VISA, what would I do, start plowing the coffee and banana fields to make money out here?”
She had no answer.
I have to admit, I was stunned. Amazed. Was this actually happening? Is this even possible? Legal? Can a bank f*ck someone this hard and this fast? I also have a family, and a team to support. When I make a move somewhere, I’m dropping money down on at least four plane tickets at a time. I’m not David DeAngelo. I’m still a small, new company.
And really, what would have happened to me without my VISA credit line? Like, what if I had no friends or anybody to loan me a couple thousand dollars? It seems I would *literally* be completely fucked. Workin’ the banana fields can’t be so bad… ![]()
So anyway, just as this went down, and I was making this face –>
as well as this one –>
…and a little of this –> 
JUST as this is all going down …My cat spills a tall glass of water on my cable modem. No more internet. And trust me, tech support for internet in Costa Rica isn’t fun. Especially when you don’t speak Spanish. I tried to explain “MODEM BROKEN!” in 20 different ways… but the guy just didn’t understand.
So, I looked at Sie, and at Greta, and I said, “I’m going to take this as a sign that we need to get the f*ck outta here and never come back. Let’s face it, we were starting to climb the walls with boredom, and we got most of the things done that we needed to get done anyway. Sie, I think it’s time for you to return home to London, your family misses you. And Greta, since we moved here, the laws have changed, and now you’re allowed to go to Montreal.” (There was a Polish/Canada problem, and we couldn’t get her in, so that’s one of the main reasons we moved to Costa Rica). I said, “Sweet Polish Baby, you’re going to LOVE Montreal.”
I love Montreal. Travelling the world over the last couple of years has taught me to appreciate the awesomeness of Montreal. The food alone is worth it.. food sucks in the rest of the world (compared to Montreal food). I haven’t been to Paris and Italy yet, though.
So, we called Ghita and she bought a bunch of plane tickets for all of us. Sie went back home to his family in London, and Greta and I came to montreal to reunite with Ghita. As we packed our bags and then flew home, Ghita ran around the city and found us a small little apartment in the gay village. We feel much more accepted (as a Circle) in a place like the gay village. People still stare at us a lot, but it’s not the usual intense, stalkerish creepy lurking stares. After all, these are men who buttfuck each other. Compared to that, I guess a Circle relationship consisting of one guy and two ‘bisexual’ women is really no big deal? ![]()
Soo, I lost a LOT of money over this ordeal, but whatever - I’m glad to be back, and so are Ghita and Greta.
The girls and I have been going out to do “pickup”, and since we unplugged from the internet for three weeks, our relationship has hit a new peak level. We released a lot of personal unconscious issues and the like, and now our intimacy level is at an all-time high. We’ve each shed a significant amount of personal karma, I won’t go into details, maybe another time. But the trust-levels are really high at this point and it’s so beautiful.
And the GIRLS… Greta’s “game” has become instantly solid. She let go of a few personal issues and now she’s instantly amazing, overnight.
She’s hilarious to watch, because she doesn’t have time for social fluff, niceties, shallow conversations, and bullshit. She’s a f*cking Polish Capricorn, and a number 7 on the Enneagram. This means… no pussyfooting around. Her “game” consists of almost 100% pure sh*t-testing. And, in watching her work, it’s helped my own “game” to smooth out a little. We have very similar styles, so we work well together. Ghita’s game is improving as well, I am happy to report.
Guys ask me all the time, “How do you handle this kind of test, and that kind of test?” and I scratch my head because frankly, I don’t get tested from girls very often. I’M the one testing THEM to see if they can handle ME. I’m running Circles, man. I don’t have time for these low self-esteem coward chicks. I need warriors, I need women I can take with me on television and be proud of… I need Ghita’s & Greta’s.
So yeah, Greta’s game is hilarious.
But, before I tell you what it is like, I must first mention that she isn’t trying to GET a woman to like her. She isn’t running “attraction game”. There’s no time for fluffing around. It’s pure qualification, with lots of basic testing… to see if the girl is able to handle herself and just be cool.
Just watch - I’m going to post some of the things Greta and I do with girls and “pickup”, and guys will email me with comments like, “Steph, I don’t think that is the most effective way to be doing pickup. If you were to change this and that, you’d get higher percentages of girls!”
We don’t want “most women” - we are after the upper one percent. Building Circles with bisexual hotties is a different world, a very unusual game to be playing. Over the years, I’ve learned to simplify things down to a super-f*cking-direct level of game. I’m basically telling the girl, “SINK OR SWIM”.
We want The Upper One Percent Of Women. They need to be hot (because lesser-looking girls won’t have the confidence that we need) and they need to basically have it all. She doesn’t need to be a “ten” or anything, but she needs to be attractive, sexy, clean, and very cool. You know - the upper one percent.
Keep this in mind as you read some of what Greta does with women when she approaches them…
Greta: “Hi! I like you. Come here!!”
(Girl comes over. Greta watches her body-language. Is she slouching? How are her eye-contact patterns? Good? Is she too nervous? What’s the story?)
Greta: “I’m Greta. This is my bisexual girlfriend, Ghita. And this is our man, Stephane. Look at these tattoos on our legs (shows her they each have “Stephane” tattooed on their legs). We’re in a relationship, it’s called a Circle. How about you? Are you in love?”
We’re looking for the girls who LIGHT UP and go, “Wow that’s so f*cking cool!”
And they do. Some of them get too nervous, so we go, “It was nice meeting you, have a nice day!” and dismiss them immediately. But those few girls who light up and open their eyes wide open and freak out over the coolness of our Circle?
Greta: “We’re looking for a third girl, and you seem really cool. Come with us, we’re going to have a drink, let’s go.”
We then sit the girl down, and from there, it’s nearly GAME OVER. Nothing special is needed, so we just get to know each other as fast and as deeply as we can. Ghita and I are social butterflies - we can game, we can fluff, we can joke around and be charming and take our time. BUT GRETA? Forget it, she doesn’t work that way at all. Within the first ten seconds, she’s asking her the most blatantly personal questions imaginable. For example, I recently saw her lean foward and actually ask, “Have you ever REALLY been F*CKED? You know what I mean, don’t you. Well? Does he f*ck you straight to God? Do you cry tears of joy and does your body shake all over? Life is too short, I think you need to dump that little boy and come home with us TONIGHT.”
Yeah, Greta is one cool chick… Like a female Terminator of game. Of course, we wouldn’t actually have sex with any new girls until they’ve been tested for STD’s, but greta says this stuff because it’s really just a test to see if they can handle a REAL conversation. A 100% bullshit-free GENUINE conversation about the true things that matter in life.
At some point, usually in the first 5 minutes, when things are going well, I will look to the girls and say, “I like this one, but I need you two girls to decide for me because I’m just a caveman. It’s hard for me to make good decisions because I get too physically excited and it scrambles my brainwaves. So tell me what you think.”
(It’s really cool to be in a Circle because frankly, I can just relax again and be the horny thirteen-year-old boy I was born to be. I can just let go and LOVE WOMEN deeply, on every level, and be completely free from having to think, “Does she qualify? Is she XYZ?” I get to just relax into my pure manhood and fall in love with every woman I meet, on the spot, without having to keep my cool and have all of the self-control and “ggame” that a single guy needs to have. I just sit there GAWKING at the girls and because I’m with two bisexual women, I can get away with ANYTHING. I can even say the craziest shit, like, “Great tits, can I sqooosh my face in them?” and women just go, “YES!” and let me do it. Being the CircleMaster is kind of like having a secret access backstage pass to pussy.
When the girls like her for real, they will say, “Yeah Steph, she’s awesome.”
Perfect - I look at the girl and go, “Come here, I want to ask you something” and take her a few feet away, but not so far that Ghita & Greta can’t hear me talking. Just a few feet away, to increase the intimacy level with the new girl.
“I want to take you out on an old-fashioned date. Just me & you, together. I’ll pick you up at your house, if you want I’ll even meet your parents and promise them I won’t try anything funny and I’ll have you home at a decent time. It will be a very old-fashioned date, a romantic date.”
Most of the time, the girl MELTS. It’s the coolest pickup experience she’s ever had, and probably the coolest she ever will have. It hits every single core cavewoman attraction button she has, and probably installs a few new ones. And, on the heart & soul level, she is FILLED.
This isn’t the ONLY way we do pickup, but it’s a basic skeleton we’ve been playing around with. Usually within minutes I’m making out with her (not heavy tonguedowns or anything disgusting, just some soft kissing, the kind that makes her forehead tingle), and quite often the girl will cry from physical, spiritual, and emotional overwhelm. Not stress or pain, just the beautiful happy kind of tears that women cry, kind of like after great sex. Circle energy seems to ‘heal’ people on many levels. (Note: If women are not crying after sex, you’re not doing it right.)
So yeah, we’ve gone though quite a few beautiful girls over the last two weeks, and it’s interesting how once again, it’s usually the 18 or 19-year-old girls that are the most open-hearted, but thus far we still haven’t met the true third girl. Especially with these younger women, most of them won’t have the maturity to handle us for more than a week. They usually don’t make it, for various reasons, all having to do with low self-esteem, which is rampant in our society. But that’s ok, we’re enjoying the “shopping” and learning tons from our experiences. I have learned more about women in the last three months than in my entire lifelong pursuits of knowledge combined. The Circle is amazing, it’s like an accellerated intense female psychology learning program on steroids. I feel very fortunate indeed.
I can’t wait to start sharing this new stuff with you. The new program I’ve been working on is called Beyond Inner Game: Cracking The Female Code, and it’s becoming so jam-packed and intense that I recently decided I would release it in segments, “Volume One”, “Volume Two” and so on. There will probably be seven volumes (one for each “Chakra” level of consciousness). We’ll see.
I’m excited about this, oh my God.
I’m just trying to decide on a few things first, one thing is that it might only be available to those who own The Girlfriend Training Program, the Female Orgasm Mastery, and the Seven Chakras program. Algebra comes before calculus.
So yeah man, I’m back, I’ll be posting and sending newsletters out again, see you soon! Oh yeah, I’ve got some stuff from Ghita and Greta coming soon, and we have a special announcement to make, so the girls and I will see you tomorrow!
Blessings,
Stephane
PS - Phone Consultations are also back on.
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This is our kitten, Falcor, after a heavy night of drinking.
Sometimes, when I’m feeling silly, I call him “Falconi”. I have no idea why I do this, but I do. I call him Falconi. I can’t help it sometimes.
The girls and I saw the new batman movie the other day, and had a good laugh when they mentioned the mobsters, the Falconi’s.
Looks like our little fluffy guy is a mobster kitten after all. Anyway, I’m not really into Batman films, but I have to admit, this one was really badass. Especially The Joker..

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