Just got back from Europe with plenty of stories and motivation. Stay tuned, as lots of stuff is coming your way shortly.
Just got back from Europe with plenty of stories and motivation. Stay tuned, as lots of stuff is coming your way shortly.
“Life is available only in the present moment. If you abandon the present moment you cannot live the moments of your daily life deeply.” – Thich Nhat Hanh
I just recently finished up a trip to a conference out in Texas, and I must say, conferences and trade shows are a great place for networking, meeting interesting people, and to game. You have people from all over the place working for a multitude of companies and it makes for a very conducive environment for the adventurous. I may have to do a post/podcast episode exclusively on the subject, but for this post, I’ll be detailing what transpired this past trip.
I get to the trade show floor so I can hop to my booth and get things ready to go. The show opens, and people start pouring in to checkout different booths, network and grab a lot of free swag. I alwyas make sure I have a free hour or so to stroll the floor myself; there’s always a chance to learn something new and it’s an excellent way to meet some very attractive girls working their booths. Before I took my break, I noticed that at the booth directly across from mine was being manned by 3 people. One young guy who was fairly tall, another older woman, and another woman looked to be a few years younger than me. She was petite, with a very pretty face, deep green eyes, reddish-brown hair down to her shoulders and she was wearing these tight white jeans that highlighted her great legs and fantastic ass. After taking notice of her, I had a very practical and brief thought: “I should have sex with this girl,” I thought to myself.
I then took my break and made my rounds, chatting it up with several people at various booths, includding to stunning brunnetes that were working a booth together at the far end of the conference. One was married and the other appeared single, so I made mental note of it before making my way back to my booth. Since things in my section were slow, I caught the perky girl in the white jeans looking in the direction of my booth, so I waved at her and motioned for her to come over.
“Hi booth neighbor, I’m Alpha J,” I said as I introduced myself and shook her hand.
“Hello neighbor!,” she enthusiastically replied. “My name is Tori.” I then asked her about what her company does and she proceeded to tell me all about it. I found out that she was from the Midwest and this was her first time at a trade show. I told her as a trade show pro that she should make sure she visits as many booths as possible, especially the ones manned by 1 bored person that’s starved for human interaction. She giggled at the thought and then a customer of mine stopped by so I excused myself from the conversation and tended to my client.
The show continued for another hour and then ended, and most people at the trade show went to opening night after party…and by party essentially it was people rushing to the bar set for drinks and raiding the food stands. Thanks to a colleague i was able to sneak into the “party” with having to way over pay to get in, and proceeded to chat with a few other industry folks I knew. I then took a moment to scan the room and then I noticed Tori across the room at a table with her coworkers and she was looking in my direction, then I realized she was looking at me. I gave her a head nod which she returned, then I went back to the bar to grab a beverage and wound up talking with a prospective client in the process. Once that conversation was over, I made my way to Tori’s table where she was sitting with her coworkers.
“What trouble are you kids causing?” I asked. “We’re not sure,” one of her coworkers replied. I then let them know that since I was in a new city I’d be on a mission to do some exploring and that they all were welcome to join me up. They all nodded and thought that might be a fun idea, and since I was out of cards I wrote my number down and gave it to Tori and told her to text me her info so I could keep them all in the loop. As a side bar, when in a professional setting and you’re trying to Game, it’s best to do the business card exchange so you have some plausible deniability as well as you don’t want to the girl to feel like she’s acting slutty in front of her colleagues. Hence why I gave her my number as I had a strong feeling she’d hit me up when the coworkers were not around. Know the difference between personal time and work time.
I then made my way to another group of people I knew and then left the party after about another 30 minutes. It was about 8 pm so I went to dinner with a colleague and got a text from an unknown number. “Is this Alpha J?” The text asked. “The 1 and only” I replied. “Hi! This is Torie.” I received back. She then followed that up with “Are you going out tonight?” Perfect, I thought to myself. “Absolutely, wrapping up dinner I’ll let you know where I head out.” I then proceeded to have dinner and then on the way back to my hotel at 9 I sent a text “Done with dinner going to find some local adventure.” I got back to the hotel, got a good shower, and then scoped out a few places. It was now 9:45 and I hadn’t heard back, so I found a chill looking spot on Yelp and headed there. I also Yelped another cool looking spot that would be a good place to potentially meet some local talent or have Tori meet me at if I heard from her.
It’s now 11 pm and I am hanging at this cool spot that has a bar, a few locals and has a chill vibe. It was cool, but I figured I’ll head to the other place I looked up in about 10 minutes. Suddenly I get a text from Tori, “Are you still out?” I reply “I’m heading to this call spot call The Bar, you guys should come join.” She replied with “My colleagues are being lame and calling it early.” I respond back with “don’t be lame like them. come hang.” She then replies with the very dangerous “Hmmm…” “To which I respond with “Come check it out and have 1 drink. Then you can pull a Cinderella at midnight and vanish.” A minute passed and then she said “Ok, I’ll be there in 7 minutes.”
3 minutes later I arrive at The Bar, and it’s a pretty cool spot. they have a live band playing some good jazz in the front, and then in the back they have a full bar with bartenders rocking slacks, vests, and rolled up selves, giving the place a 1920’s vibe. They also have chalk walls with a list of specialty drinks written on them, giving the place a cool vibe. Well done to the venue. I order a cocktail and the bartender says “Right away sir, but just to let you know that’s one of our pricier cocktails…it’s $9.” I love how much cheaper it is to drink just about everyone else but LA, so I chuckled and said “I’m sure it’s worth the premium.” I scanned the bar and noticed this group of 3 girls close by, and one of them took immediate notice of me. “How is your night going?” she asked me. She was cute, a brunette with a full figure, not fat, but a had nice curves. “It’s off to an adventurous start” I replied. I then told her I was visiting from out of town and was having fun exploring the city. She told me she was out celebrating her cousin’s birthday and some how we got on the topic of meeting people. She then asked me if I was married and said “with my luck, you are because everyone I meet is.” I said “As your luck would not have it, I am not married.” This caught her attention and I could see the ye fucking starting to happen. Her cousin and other friend then went to the front to get a closer seat to the band and then she said “We’ll be around for a bit,” and headed off to join them.
About a minute later Tori walked in and greeted me at the bar. We exchanged a little small talk and pointed to the walls where the specialty drinks were listed. I gave her a suggestion and then got her drink ordered, and then we talked a bit about our backgrounds. After a little bit, we noticed this crazy looking cocktail being made and ordered one, then I said “let’s see this music up close” and lead her to a booth in the front next to the band. We listened to some songs and then made out in the booth. At about 12:30 Tori noticed the time, and I said “Uh oh Cinderella, looks like you’re out past curfew. I’ll walk you back to your hotel to make sure you get ok.”
We then walked and continued talking about random thing and then made it back to her hotel and at the lobby bar lounge was a loud but fun group of guys. Apparently Tori had hung out with them earlier and it turns out they are the producers of the trade show. She then asked me if I wanted to hang with them to which I replied “I’m down.” No let’s pause a minute here, as some of you may wonder why I opted for that. The “do you want to hang” is a bit of a shit test in disguise, as it’s bit of LMR. By being flexible and down to hang, what I was saying is that I’m interested in having fun and a good time with cool people ad am not just looking to get laid. I am not outcome dependent and am able to go with the flow. So we went and joined the producers, who turned out to be a very hilarious group of guys.
After some great conversation, at 2 am when the hotel bar closed, one of the guys suggested we head to the pool to keep handing, and I said “the adventure continues”. We made our way to the pool and hopped the very short gate to it, as it was closed, and sat for a few minutes. Surely enough, security came and nicely asked us to leave, and at that point I told the guys my adventure time was done. I looked at Tori and said “We’ll I promised to ensure you get back to your room safely so I’ll walk you back and then bounce back to my hotel.” She agreed and then I walked her back up to her room. We got inside the room and she thanked me for a fantastic evening, to which I replied “That’s my specialty.” She then gave me a very long good bye hug, and then we strarted making out. About 5 minutes later, she was naked, i was just in my socks, but I was holding her up and having passionate sex with her against the wall, and then on the bed. We had a very long and passionate sex session, and one thing I will say is that girl can fuck. I’m talking about the 100 % pure passion, hot sweaty fucking that taps into your most primal instincts and makes you feel alive type of fucking. We had about 3 or so rounds before semi-passing out, exhausted and drenched in sweat and scent of sex. What a delightful place to be.
It was about 7 am and I needed to get back to my hotel to prepare for the next day of the trade show, so I got up, got my clothes on, and then sat on the side of the bed next to her fully naked body with a sheet very elegantly covering her. She looked up at me and smiled in a way that only a genuinely feminine girl can smile. Now one thing that will level up our Game more than anything is being fully present in the moment. Enjoy the moment and relish it, because there will never be another one exactly like it and once the moment is gone, it’s gone forever. So as I sat on the side of the bed leaning over her, I looked deep into her green eyes and then spent a few seconds studying every last detail of her face. In that exact moment, she was the most beautiful woman in the world to me. She clearly picked up on this and got enveloped into the moment as she suddenly blushed and then said “What?” with a slight giggle. I just smirked, leaned in and gave her a passionate kiss. Then I stood up and said “I bid the fair well, ma lady.” I then turned towards the door and heard her say “Wait a moment.” I turned around and she said “Just one more thing before you leave.” So I walked over to the bed, figuring I’d give her another goodbye kiss, and then she quickly and very elegantly pulled my pants down, wrapped her lips around my cock, and then proceeded to passionately suck me off. Once I was finished, she looked up at me and said, “Now you’re good to go.”
I left the room and called an Uber to take my back to my hotel, and I got back to my room a little bit after 8 am. I needed a shower and so as I got ready I caught a glimpse of my back in the mirror and then noticed that is was covered in red marks from her nails, as if I had been mauled by a wolverine. I smiled to myself as I looked over the battle scars of victory, and then hoped in a refreshing and cleansing hot shower.
5. When traveling, the rules of Text Game are a little different. With travel text game, you need to remember that you have a time constraint and act with a sense of urgency. Don’t act thirsty, but also know that you have a limited time so you want to make he most of it. Your response window can be shortened for the sake of time and you’ll want to really focus on meetup logistics.
4. Be in the moment. So many times guys get wrapped up in getting laid that they completely overlook the present moment. How can a girl fully experience who you are and connect with you if you aren’t fully there? As the Jedi saying goes, “Be mindful of the future, but not at the expense of the present.” So take your time and enjoy the present moment. Relish it. Be fully present and involved in it, and see where it takes you. Enjoy the process of seduction, for in the process is the art and a whole lot of fun.
3. Use your energy to draw people into your Frame. Whether you are a high energy person or a more calm and reserved person, learning how to draw people in with your energy is paramount to your Game success. If you’re a high energy person, leverage that to generate momentum and excitement that makes it easy for other people to get swept up in. If you’re reserved, use your presence to slow things down and create a sense of intimacy. Whatever your forte, utilize it to extend your Frame and you’ll see wonder happen with your results. In this case, my energy was looking for adventure, and so exploring a cool place in a new city was my mission and Tori was along for that ride.
2. Be open to seeing where the adventure takes you. This leads back to being in the moment, but it’s a point that I can’t stress enough. It’s great to have an end goal in mind, but don’t railroad an encounter to get to that destination, because you’ll find more often than not that you’ll get there alone. Instead, detach yourself from the outcome and see what the situation brings you. going out to meet girls is like a conversation, you have a place where you start and you know where you want to wind up, but you never know what topics will be presented (girl’s you’ll meet) or what opportunities will arise. So be open letting opportunities present themselves and if necessary you can create your own opportunities, but do so within the flow as opposed to trying to steamroll everything to your will. In this case, going from the bar back to her hotel and then hanging with the producers and then breaking into the pool made the night a very memorable one. Was my hotel way closer? Absolutely, but by focusing on having fun in the moment it allowed my connection with Tori to build on a deeper level which culminated in an explosive sex session.
1. Midwest girls are unbeatable when it comes to sexual customer service. If you need more proof, you can discover how I became known as “The Muffin Man.”
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“I just want to see you shine ’cause I know you are a Stargirl” – Stargirl, by The Weeknd
This post is one that I’ve alluded to in a few previous posts and I am now finally getting around to fully detailing the story. This set of field reports, or saga I suppose, is based on a girl who’s been referenced in previous posts as Tess, though my nickname for her is Stargirl. This is because the vibe of the song Stargirl by the Weekend fits her personality perfectly.
I first met Stargirl at a rooftop hot spot on a Thursday when she was in town for a conference. While I was busy afterwards that night with my First Wheel, I had planned to see Stargirl on Saturday night. The next night was a Friday, and I had over a girl that I had been hooking up with for a few month’s over. We had a great thing, in which we would Netflix and Chill while ordering in food. This particular Friday we were making our way through the end of a series and we started the last episode at 11 pm, after a fun session of sex that started at about 9 pm. The episodes of this particular series where an hour long, so my though was more sex would ensue after. At 11:30 pm I get a text from Stargirl. Her and her coworkers are at a fun club that’s about 25 min from my house and she’s love it if I came out. I let her know that I’m in the middle of something, but should be free to head over in 30. Once the episode ended around midnight, the girl l I’m presently with remarks about how much she hates having to leave. “Yeah it’s a shame,” I respond, thinking about how quickly I could take a shower. “I don’t wanna leave,” she responded, in a playfully pouty tone. Well, I thought to myself, It’s time for you to get going.
Despite some effort on my part, it wasn’t until around 12:45 am when she finally left. I hit up Stargirl to let her know that I wouldn’t make it in time, but to let me know what she’s up to the next day. She responded letting me know she’ll do that, and then I get to bed, now 0-1 in my attempts to see Stargirl.
Saturday night came by, as I mentioned in a previous post, that night didn’t work out because I had another girl I was going to hook up with that unknowingly wanted to meet me at the same venue I was going to see Stargirl at. I wasn’t able to redirect either to a different spot, so now I was 0-2 in my attempts to see Stargirl.
Sunday, I hit up a brunch spot by the beach with some friends. I’m not sure how, but that Sunday brunch turned into an all day-rager as we wound up bringing girls to hang at our table, bouncing to a hotel party, then recruiting from that hotel to hit up a restaurant next door for snacks, then we all went to another bar up the street and befriended a fun group, and then finally wound up at a local dive close by with our new friend friends. We started brunch at 11 am and now it was 8 pm as we were at this dive bar. Stargirl texted me to let me know that her and her coworkers would be back at her hotel getting drinks at the bar at 10 pm. I let her know I’d be there, and continued to hang with my friends and our other collected peoples until about 9:30. I then left to go meetup with Stargirl and her coworkers.
I arrived at the hotel and rolled in to find Stargirl with 3 of her coworkers, one of whom I’d met with her on Thursday. Her other coworkers were women, and they were all equally hot. I was there to see Stargirl, but trying to focus got a little challenging for the first few minutes. I then grabbed a drink and we all started exchanging fun stories of shenanigans and mischief, and one by one her coworkers left to rest up for their conference in the morning. Lastly it was me and Stargirl left. “I have wine in my room” she said to which I responded “That sounds like an excellent idea.” We then went up to her room and had a glass of wine as we discussed other fun stories from our pasts.
My favorite conversations with girls are the ones you have right before you hook up for the first time; when both of you are acutely aware that sex is imminent. It’s a fun and exciting place as you both know a secret and the anticipation of how it’s going to unfold has yet to be revealed. This was very much one of those conversations. We both got through about half a glass of wine before we wound up in the bed, at which point things escalated into a vigorous sex session. Finally, after being 0-2, the 3rd night was the charm.
I left her hotel at 5:45 am to get back to my side of town, which only took 20 minutes. I stopped by McDonald’s for some victory breakfast (2 egg & bacon McMuffin’s with orange juice) which is the first time I had been to a McDonald’s in years, and then got a little sleep at my place. Later that day Stargirl texted me “You wore me out. And the night before I have to be on my feet for 7 hours.” I sent a response of “I’ll have to come finish the job since you still have your ability to stand.” She sent a few laughing emoji’s and then said “Tuesday gives me time to recover.” So that Monday we both rested, and then on Tuesday, her last night in town, we met up an a beach side bar for a drink and to hear stories from the conference, before heading back to her hotel and then continuing the sex-o-thon.
The next morning, I again left at 5:45 am and had another victory breakfast from McDonald’s (it’s close, convenient and most importantly open at that time) and again got some sleep. A month and half later I wound up taking a trip up to San Fran with a friend of mine for a weekend, and I wound up meeting up with Stargirl again, but this time the sex-o-than took place at her house.
3. Persistence pays off. Since I was dealing with a time constraint, I made sure that at least 1 night was open for a meetup. Despite being thwarted 2 nights in a row, the 3rd night things worked out. Sometimes thing won’t work out the first or second time. But if you have a plan and keep at it, good things can happen.
2. If a girl’s about it, she’s about it. From the fact that when we met and began making out withing minutes to the fact that she hit me up every night she was in town, Stargirl was down. Always look at people’s actions and not their words, so if you’re getting “mixed signals,” then she’s not feeling you. As Rollo says, “the medium is the message.”
1. Egg McMuffins aren’t that bad. Cheers.
“Small shifts in your thinking, and small changes in your energy, can lead to massive alterations of your end result.” ― Kevin Michel
We are the end results of the choices we have made in life, and more often than not, those choices our influenced by our way of thinking.
Years ago, when I was making my initial transition from Blue Pill to Red Pill, my roommate at the time had a female friend of his from the east coast coming to visit LA and hang. I was down for some adventure, so all met up at a local Japanese bar to take full advantage of happy hour. My roommate’s friend, who we’ll call Lauren, was a cute, bubbly Jewish girl with very good boobs and a high energy level. Me and her hit it off pretty much instantly, and we all put the word “happy” in happy hour.
After the Japanese bar we went back to our house to continue hanging. We put on a movie and Lauren and I got cozy on the coach, and the once the movie was over my roommate stated that he was tired and was headed to bed. I took Lauren in my room to hang, and then we proceeded to hook up.
We were laying in bed and she asked me “When did you know you wanted to hook up with me?” I replied with “I pretty much knew after a few minutes…When was the moment you knew?” She responded with something seemingly arbitrary, but it would have a profound impact on my thinking and Game:
“Pretty much right away. I mean you where this tall, hot guy that was a lot of fun from the start.”
Now, as much as I enjoy the compliment, the phrase “hot guy” caused a drastic shift in my mindset. As mentioned before, I was at the beginning stages of my Red Pill journey, but that phrase “hot guy” ran in my head. I’ve had some minor success with women before hand, but never had I ever thought of myself as a “hot guy.” To me, a “hot guy” was always some other guy, some shirtless and shredded Chad like Brad Pitt in fight club. But for this girl, I was that “hot guy” which led to us hooking up. From then on, that mental shift would have a butterfly effect of me realizing my value as well as farthing my trek into Red Pill conversion. I’m grateful that a positive moment helped me transition further into the Red Pill rather than a traumatic one. I’ve now incorporated the mindset of “I’m a hot guy” in my Game and it’s yielded big results, as it’s help to solidify my confidence which led to many successful interactions with women in the future.
I share this story as an anecdote for you, in that perhaps there is a limiting belief you have or you never tried thinking of yourself in a certain way. A small mental shift, like “why would she go out with me?” to “why wouldn’t she want to go out with me?” can have a large impact on your success rate as well as the choices you make. If you were like me and never thought of yourself as “a hot guy,” imagine yourself that way and see types of results it can produce. Small changes, be it changes in your thinking, your style, or physique can have a cascading butterfly effect in your Game. Now is the time to experiment with small tweaks and see what results they produce, and then build upon positive results. If you’re a well seasoned vet, then you already know the power of small change and you’re continuously implementing them to keep your Game at it’s peak.
Go out there and conquer your goals. Cheers.
“The secret of the creative life is how to feel at ease with your own embarrassment. We’re all in the dirty laundry business and we’re being paid to take risks and look silly. Race car drivers get paid to risk their lives in a more concrete way; we get paid to risk our lives in an emotional way.” – Paul Schrader
One of the most challenging things to deal with in life, especially in the dating game is with your past. Specifically things that embarrass you or may not put you in the best light. We all have these skeletons, be it a picture taken while drunk and passed out or that time you got caught having sex with the neighbor’s daughter in her car. So how do you deal with your personal dirty laundry?
3. Prevention is the best cure. First things first, is making wise decisions. If you find yourself at a party with people acting crazy and committing arson, then it might not be the wisest idea to be on video in your friend’s snap story yelling “burn it!” at the top of your lungs. A side effect of the internet age is that once things are out there, the are out there. So be smart with how you conduct yourself. I’m not saying don’t go out and have a good time, but just be conscious of the day and age we’re in. One thing you do could wind up all over the web.
2. Own it. What’s past has past, you can’t take it back. So the only thing you can do is own it and move on. When you attempt to bury it, lie about it, or run away from it, somehow it always manages to catch up with you. I’m not saying you should highlight it or lead off with it, but if it does come up, the way to handle it is to take ownership of it.
Never forget what you are, for surely the world will not. Make it your strength. Then it can never be your weakness. Armour yourself in it, and it will never be used to hurt you. – Tyrion Lannister
1. You don’t owe anyone an explanation. Building on the second point of owning your past, you have to own it but that doesn’t mean that you have owe every a long, heartfelt sob story on how you where young and dumb. You can be honest about your past in the sense of “yes that happened,” and you can leave it at that. Frankly most people don’t care and also trying to explain the past gives them ammo to be used against you in the future. I have plenty of things from my past that I have to own, like being very Blue Pill, being in debt and being homeless. Your past refines you, not defines you. So use it as fuel to drive your life in a positive direction. So should you find yourself confronted by the dirty laundry of your past, take ownership of it and let it be known that while you’re not proud of it, it is a par of your story and you’ve grown as a person and moved on from it.
“Life is either a great adventure or nothing.” – Helen Keller
Based of the title of this post, what do these 3 things have in common? They can all be key elements of an adventure than ends in getting you laid. Allow me to give you a field report of a crazy adventure that happened down in San Diego a few years ago.
I was in San Diego for a conference, and the company I was with was in talks with another company about doing a joint-partnership. We all met up for a lunch meet and great, so we all could get to know each other’s teams. One of the girls from this other team was a very cute girl named Stacy. She had dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, a great smile and very solid body. She was older than me but had a very bubbly personality. I took mental note of this as we proceeded to have a meeting after the lunch about how our companies would work together.
The following night, there was a party being thrown by one of the major sponsors of the conference at this club and both of our companies where attending this party. Everyone on my team and the other team secured a booth for both teams and then the bottles of wine started flowing. I began talking with the members of the other team and then started talking with Stacy, who turns out is from the mid west and hasn’t been in San Diego before. Somehow the guess my age game came up and she asked me to guess her age. I responded by saying “That’s tough because you look 22 but you carry yourself with a mature presence, so I’m inclined to think you’re older.” She blushed a bit and said “So what age?” “28,” I replied. “I’m 37” she said. I responded with, “I don’t believe you, let me see your ID.” She replied “Seriously?” I then held out my hand and munitioned for an ID. She then got out her driver’s license and handed it to me. I scanned it over for a minute and then I said in a playful tone “I know a fake ID when I see one, you’re not fooling me with this.” She blushed again and took back her licence. “I’m not sure what to tell you,” she said, at which point I asked her strong her dance moves where and a group of us went to the dance floor to dance to the music played by this great cover band.
After some solid dancing we made our way back to the booth. “What’s the game plan after this?” I asked Stacy. She told me her hotel had a rooftop bar that she wanted to check out. Since it was about 1:15 am and the party was winding down, I said “that’s an excellent idea.” I then grabbed the nearly full bottle of wine off the table, handed her a glass, and took a glass for myself. We then strolled out the back entrance and somehow found a cab on the street, that shuffled us back to her hotel. We got into the hotel and took the elevator to the floor below the rooftop bar. “I forgot we need a certain room key to get up to the roof,” she said. “Let’s explore,” I said as we walked into the hallway. we walked for a minute or two before we came to a door that had the word “Service” written above it. The door was slightly popped out, but still closed. I pulled out my hotel’s room key card, and then slide it into the part of the door where the bolt mechanism was. After a few seconds, I was able to get the key card in and open the door. “Follow me,” I said, as we walked through to the service hallway and found the service elevator. “Bingo” I said, as we got into the service elevator and then took it up to the rooftop. Once we got out to head to the bar, we saw it was empty as the staff was closing the place down. Turns out it was 2:15 am by the time we up there, so we had missed our window.
“Time for plan B” I said, as we took the main elevator back down to ground floor. We made our way to the hot tub and dipped our legs in as we sipped wine and she proceeded to talk about her background and the places she’s traveled. after about 10 minutes a security guard came and told us the pool area closes at midnight. “Apologies, we just had to dip our toes in for a few minutes, if that’s cool with you sir,” I said to the guard. He gave us a nod and said, “If you happen to be hear on my next round, then I’ll have to boot you out.” “Understood,” I said to him as I gave him a wave.
I the focused my attentions on Stacy. I had made a few attempts to escalate the kino during conversation, however, Stacy was a very avid talker so she focused on keeping the conversation going. After 30 more minutes of conversation, it was nearing 3 am and I reached a point where I was ready for sleep. “This has been a grand adventure” I said, “I’ll walk you back to your room, but it’s late so no bed time story for you.” She laughed as we got up and we went back up to her room which was about 15 floors up. At this point I was looking forward to getting back to my hotel to get some sleep as I had a fun night and did what I could to try to get some action going. I gave her a good by hug, which then led to us making out, and that led to a crazy sex marathon in which we had sex in literally every part of the room, from the bed to the couch to the shower the following morning. She was a bit of a screamer, and hearing her scream my name for about an hour certainly made the long conversation at the hot tub worth it.
As I was leaving her room around 9 am, the couple in the room next door was also leaving at the same time. They both gave a me a funny look, and then the woman said, “Good morning…Alpha.” I smirked back and said “A good morning indeed,” as I gave them a point and head nod and proceeded to take the elevator down the lobby with them.
4. Persistence is key. Just when I thought my night was over, it actually was just starting. It’s always up to you to see how long you’re willing to ride things out, but you might be surprised how they turn very quickly in your favor if you stick with it. Obviously paying careful attention to signs is important. In this case this girl keep talking and conversing, but her body language never closed herself of or implied that she was uninterested. If a girl is giving you clear “no’s” then it’s time ti call it quits. But if you’re getting good signals than it’s worth exploring.
3. Take the lead. We left the one party to go checkout the bar at her hotel. When we couldn’t get to the roof, I found a way into the service entrance. When the bar on the turned out to be closed, I took her to the hot tub. Then from the hot tub I walked her back to her room.
2. Don’t be afraid to break a few rules. Taking the bottle of wine, making our way into the service elevator and staying in the hot tub after closing were all fun things that broke a few rules. Obey the law, but break the rules, as the wine was paid for, the service entrance door was not fully closed, and the guard turned out to be cool with us kicking it at the hot tub after hours. This showed that I’m a man that does what he wants, when he wants, and doesn’t follow the rules everyone else does.
1. Hotel sex in the morning with a superb view of San Diego is awesome. That is all.
“Why go out and be a third wheel when you can stay home and be a unicycle?” – Unknown
In this post I wanted to share a field report of a most adventurous night and a few of the takeaways from it. Grab some popcorn and get cozy, this one is a bit of a ride.
I was hanging a hot spot rooftop bar in LA with a good friend of mine. I had chosen the spot because I like it and frequent it a lot, and throw in the fact that a lot of very attractive women frequent this place, it was a good venue to discuss some business before causing trouble.
As we where hanging out talking, I noticed this girl walking a few feet behind us. She was about 5’8″, had a nice athletic figure, had dark blonde hair and certain presence she carried herself with that made her intriguing. As she walked by I saw her glance over quickly and give the signature “up and down” look-over to my friend and I. This alerted my radar that a hot target was is close proximity. She then continued over to her friend very attractive brunette friend that was about 10 feet away from us.
As my friend and I wrapped up official business conversation, I had noticed that the blonde and brunette had managed to be standing within a few feet of us. I then asked my friend about what airline is the best and told him we need to get some outside opinions to weigh in, so I walked over to the blonde and ask “excuse me, we’re crowd sourcing opinions, which airline is the best?” They both responded with “Virgin Airlines” to which I responded “That’s the correct answer!” (because it is) and then I introduced myself and my friend. The blonde girl introduced herself as “Tess” and the brunette introduced herself as “Lily.”
1 minute into our conversation I was picking up some serious vibes from Tess. Suddenly, I had the thought of “I bet i could just make out with this girl right now.” So another two minutes later, I very gently place my hands on her hips, pulled her in close, and then just started kissing her. She was really into it, and then I pulled back to see her giving me one of the most innocently dirty smiles I’ve ever come across. It was that smile where she telepathically was saying “I want you to rail me until I’m a writhing pile of orgasmic sensation” and the thought I was projecting back was “It’s not a matter if, it’s only a matter of when.” Just then Lily got a text from a colleague of theirs, which signaled that they had to leave to meet with the rest of their colleagues. I proceeded to get Tess’ number and then told her “I’ll be seeing you later,” with a smirk and a wink. And indeed, I would see her later in an epic saga that resulted in one of my favorite sexual encounters to date.
But that story is for another post, so back to the story at hand, my friend and I started to debrief after the girls left. 2 minutes later, this guy and two girls came into the venue. I recognized the guy as a bartender from one of my favorite lounges, and it appeared his was on a date with a girl and tag along friend. They got to the bar an ordered drinks, just as my friend who’s the GM of the present venue gave me and my friend 4 vodka sodas, compliments of the house. I thanked my buddy but now we had 2 extra drinks, so I used that as part of my opening play. I tapped my bartender friend, let’s call him Chuck, on the shoulder and asked him what was up and how he was doing. We exchanged some quick small talk and he introduced me to his date, Mia, and her friend, Brittney. Shortly after the drinks for Chuck and Mia where placed on the bar. Before they could react, I already had my card out, on the bar and told the working bartender the drinks ordered by Chuck and Mia where on me. (Side bar- this is Pro Tip; if you ever encounter a bartender you know outside of their work in the field, buy them a drink or two. Trust me, they will remember it fondly the next time you seem them while they are working.) Chuck thanked me, and then I picked up one of the vodka sodas and handed it to Brittney and said “vodka soda on the house from the GM, I have an extra one and you need something to cheers with.” Brittney enthusiastically took the beverage and then all of gave a cheers to the night. I then turned my attention towards Brittney and asked her what she was doing with Chuck and Mia. She looked at me and said, “I’m hanging out playing third wheel with them.” Seizing the moment, I replied in a jovial tone:
“Don’t be the third wheel with them. Come be first wheel with us.”
Her eyes lit up as she enthusiastically said “I’m in!” She came over to join me and my friend as we then proceeded to have a conversation about tech company stocks. During that conversation I kept my flirt game high since I was still feeling in the zone from my encounter 10 minutes earlier. At some point the subject of height came up, and Brittney pointed out how it must be nice to be my height, to be able to see over crowds. I told her the only way to find out was to experience it via piggyback, then took her by the hand to position her to hop on my back. She then hopped on, and I gave her a piggy back ride across the bar and back. I set her down and said “How was that test drive for you?” Brittney laughed and said it was a lot of fun and can see why I chose to be tall. We both then starting bobbing with the music that was playing, and after 30 seconds of light dancing, I felt the energy of the night take over. I then leaned towards Brittany and we started making out. I then took her to sit by the fire pit and proceeded to keep making out with her. We were hanging out there when someone offered us shots, to which I declined but she accepted.
About 5 minutes later, she began to feel a little sick. Having been to college and seen when someone’s had one-too-many plenty of times before, I knew she was done for. I had her put her phone number in my phone while I flagged Chuck over. He and Mia took Brittney to out to an uber so they could get her back to her place. I rejoined my friend and while checking my phone discovered that Brittney had added 8 digits in for her number, so I had no idea which digit was the extra one. My friend and I had a good laugh about that fact and continued to befriend random people until we closed the place down and I made my way home at 2:30 am.
4. In The Zone. Some nights you’re in the zone…you can do no wrong. You’re feeling the energy and channeling it through yourself. When you’re feeling it have fun with it, because the universe is about balance and there will be some nights where you’re so off you couldn’t even buy a phone number if you tried. The more you practice , refine and hone your game, the more times you’re find yourself being able to get into the zone.
3. Trust your gut. When you feel a strong vibe and your gut is telling you that a girl is on that same vibe, seize the moment and make magic happen. I could tell the Tess was interested based on her eye-rape as she did a close walk by. Then when we got to talking, I felt the vibe more intensely, almost like a magnetic force, and so withing 3 minutes of meeting her I was making out with her. The same is true with vibe I got from Brittney, and it worked out really well.
2. Create separation. What helped with both girls was the ability to create a little separation and create a personal bubble that was just the two of us. With Tess it started off physically creating it by placing my hands on her hips. With Brittney, it was when I rescued her from being trapped as a third wheel and told her to come be first wheel with my friend and I. Also, the piggyback ride certainly created a physical bubble. Working on this will help your success rate rocket up as well create stronger connections with women.
1. Your only expectation should be to have fun. If you approach the night with that mindset, then no matter what you’ll have a good time. I can look at what didn’t work that night, like the fact that Tess had to leave early and that Brittney took too many shots and got sick and I didn’t get laid that night. Or I can look at all the positives that made it fun, I had a great business discussion with my friend, I got to make out with Tess within 3 minutes and got her number, I gave Brittney a piggyback ride around the bar before making out with her, I got to make out with different girls in a 20 minute time span, all while befriend some other interesting people and coming away with a great story. If you find a way to have fun, then you’ll have it, and that’s what makes life worth living.
So the next time you find a girl that’s a 3rd wheel, rescue her and upgrade her into a 1st wheel.
“You can be my wingman anytime” – Ice Man, Top Gun
Sometimes being an Alpha in a situation is not about using your Frame for your own benefit, but sometimes it’s about using it to help others. This post covers just such a situation that happened recently on a night out with a friend.
I was hosting a friend of mine from out of town. He’s a young guy, in his mid twenties and is usually more of the quite and shy type at first, but opens up more once he’s comfortable in a situation. I decide to take him out for a Saturday night of fun and we go to this restaurant and lounge that I frequent in a hip and busy part of town. I like the place because it has a great atmosphere and energy, great food, great drinks, and is close to a lot of other places. It’s also frequented by many beautiful and diverse women, which makes it the prime location for a proper night out.
We get to the venue and go inside for a round of drinks. Since I frequent this place, all of the staff knows me, from the General Manager to the bar-backs, so I’m being greeted and am introducing my friend to them. After hanging out for about 30 minutes, I spot a pair of girls sitting at the end of the bar. One is blonde, with a curvy figure, and the other is a redhead with bright blue eyes and a petite figure. Both girls look to be in their mid thirties, but I know my friend has a thing for older women. I point out the redhead, which is the type of girl he usually goes for and said “I think I found someone you should go meet.” My buddy responded by saying “I’m not sure what the move is,” and so at this point I knew that I would need to take command of the situation.
“Follow my lead,” I told him, as I walked over to the girls. As I was making my way over, someone bumped me so my drink spilled a little onto my hand, so when I got up to the girls I asked if they could pass me a napkin since they where sitting next to them.
“That you for that act of bar-decency,” I said. “The bar is a lawless place and most of the time people just act insane.” Both girls laughed and then I quickly introduced myself and my friend to them. “So what brings you guys out tonight?” I inquired. “Well, we’re out to celebrate my cousin’s birthday,” said the blonde as she pointed to the redhead. “Well happiest of birthdays to you!” I said to the redhead as I gave her an enthusiastic high-five. “How did you guys know to come here?” I asked. “Where were at another bar, but there where no guys so we had heard of this place and came here.”
From there I knew we had a golden scenario. A birthday, which is a reason to celebrate. Check. They had come to this venue specially for guys. Double check. All that was left was to take the reins of the situation.
“You ladies came to the right place,” I said. “We are going to ensure that you have a proper birthday celebration.” I raised my glass and all four of us toasted to the birthday girl. We had some small talk, about what we all did and it urns out the blonde works for a Hollywood agency and the redhead is a college professor. As it turns out, they both had recently moved into the this particular area of town and they were looking to explore it more. They liked the current venue because the redhead leaved about a mile away from it. I asked them if they had been to this other lounge that is close by that I frequent, to which they replied they had hear good things but never had been. “Finish up those drinks, we’re moving out!” I said as I finished my beverage and then called for my tab.
The 2 girls, my friend and myself all made our together to the lounge I had mentioned, and I texted the General Manager there who is a buddy of min that I was en route. I got a “Fo sho playa” response back from the GM and told the ladies that they where going to like this spot a lot. This lounge is a bit of hot spot and sure enough, there was a large line out front as we arrived. I lead the group right up to the front and gave the door guy I know a solid handshake and then a hug to the girl that helps run the door as well. We then strolled right past the line and proceeded to the lounge area. As soon as we got in my buddy who is the GM greeted me and said “It’s a packed night but we have a table set aside for you. Enjoy my man.” The Assistant GM then lead us through the sea of people to a table and we got situated with myself next to the blond facing my friend and the redhead on the other side.
“What just happened?” The redhead asked. “We’re celebrating your birthday, so we are going to do it properly,” I told her. We then ordered some drinks and I made the promise that we would find birthday cake for the birthday girl to ensure the night was flawless. Our drinks arrived and my friend worked his game on the redhead as they got a little more cozy and I chatted up the blonde. After about 15 minutes, I then told the blonde that she should checkout the rest of the lounge and I took her on a tour of the space to give my friend and the redhead some 1 on 1 time.
After the tour of the of the lounge, which deliberately took 20 minutes, we rejoined the table. Once it hit 1 am, I told the group “Time for a field trip,” so we paid our tab then I took us all to a convenience store to look for some type of cake to act as a birthday cake. Since no cake could be found, we grabbed a bunch of peanut butter M&M’s, which is the birthday girl’s favorite candy. I also grabbed a bottle of wine and some matches. I paid for all of the item and then as we walked out of the store I turned to the redhead.
“So we’re going back to your place to continue the celebrations since it’s around the corner? My place is about 20 minutes from here.” She paused for a minute and then said “Ok! I wasn’t planning to have folks over, so I will need to tidy up for a quick minute before anyone comes in.” I smiled and said “Whatever the birthday girl desires.” We made our way to her place, which only took 5 minutes, and then both girls went upstairs to her place to tidy it up. My friend then said “Man, thank you for wingmanning, this has been great!” I turned to him and said “Ok this is how it’s going to go down. We’re going to head up there, have some wine and celebrate for about 30 minutes. Then people are going to get tired, at which point I will take the blonde back to her place and you’ll be good to go.” My friend nodded his head excitedly, and after a few more minutes the girls came back down to let us know we could head in.
We all got up stairs to continue the birthday theme of the evening by finding a few leftover candles and lighting them with the matches I had picked up. We all held glasses of wine and some peanut butter M&M’s while we sang Happy Birthday to the redhead. We then paired off and got settled on the couches and began discussing random topics, from different us cities to movies. Sure enough, after about 1 glass of wine and 30 minutes, the blonde said “I’m starting to get sleepy.” I responded by saying, “Same here, it is pretty late.” I then stood up and said, “We’ll I think I am going to head off,” I then turned to the blonde. “You’re an awesome amount of fun, I’ll give you a lift back to your place so you don’t have to call an Uber.” “Are you sure?” She asked. “Not a big deal,” I replied. “Plus I live in that direction anyway and can hop the freeway back home.” “Ok,” the blonde replied. The redhead then looked at me and asked “What about him?” as she looked at my friend. “No worries,” I said, “I’ll give you to some time. I’ll come back and pick him up after I make sure your friend gets home safely.” Of course, what I was thinking was “I’ll come back and pick him up tomorrow morning,” and I proceeded to say goodbye to the redhead and was quickly followed by the blonde.
The blonde and I then left the redhead and my friend and we proceeded to drive to her place on the other side of town. We got to her street and there was no where to park, so I threw on my hazard lights and prepared to say goodbye to the blonde. The blonde then looked at me and said “I should text my cousin so she knows I got back safe.” Knowing this might cause a potential cock-block, as it might imply that I would be en route back to pick up my friend, responded by leaning in close and then making out with the blonde. After making out and playing with her large breast for a few minutes, I pulled back and said “Sucks there is no parking.” The blonde gave me a naughty look and said, “You can come inside next time.” Sure enough, a week later I would in every sense of the phrase. But that night, she returned home and I jetted back to my pad to get some much earned sleep. The following day I texted my buddy in the morning and picked him up from the redheads place.
This story is a bit of a longer one, but it is full of some key tips and ideas for you to take away.
6. Having venues locked down is a huge plus. Nothing can kill your momentum faster than dealing with hangups at venues, be it trying to get in or trying to grab drinks and find a place to be comfortable. Having a venue that you have locked down not only makes logistics silky smooth but it also enforces your Frame as a high value individual. Like in this example, having the staff know me at the first venue gave me social proof and boosted my status. Then, moving to the next venue, that status and Frame were further reinforced by bypassing the line and then getting a table instantly in a busy place. This also had the added effect of making the transitional logistics smooth and easy, which makes the impression of status high and well as keeps the momentum building and going, rather than hitting a wall.
5. Logistics are half the battle. When I am out and am suggesting other places to checkout, I ensure that they are logistically easy and close to each other. a long travel time can kill your momentum. Doing recon before and during your night is key. Since I frequent the area, I have great knowledge of all venues and their relative proximity to each other. Also, when it came up during the conversation that the redhead lived very close to where we were, that made her place the ideal go-to stop to continue the night once the bars closed.
4. Frame is a powerful tool. In this particular night, I used Frame to be the best wingman I could be. From the initial approach to taking the group from one lounge to the other, then to a convenience store and then back to one of the girl’s houses, that was only made possible because I defined and held the Frame. I used the theme statement of “It’s your birthday, we’re going to celebrate it properly” as the base that Frame operated from and it made for an adventure that everyone else was more than happy to be a part of.
3. Don’t ask. Subtly command. Part of Frame and game is learning to subtly give commands and not go about it by asking in a Beta way. What I mean by this is when I said “Finish up those drinks, we’re moving out!” I was giving the command of “finish your drinks, we are going to relocate to another venue,” rather than asking “Hey do you guys want to go see this other place?” By taking command of the situation I was able to hold Frame and steer the direction of the night. Other cases of this from that night were when I said “Time for a field trip,” and then leading the group to a convenience store, and then once we where done at the store saying to the Redhead “So we’re going back to your place to continue the celebrations since it’s around the corner?” I was dictating how the night was going to go, and then last example of that was near the end when we were hanging at the redhead’s place and I stated to the blonde “You’re an awesome amount of fun, I’ll give you a lift back to your place so you don’t have to call an Uber.” I was telling her not to call an Uber, I will be taking her home. Now there is a fine line, you don’t have to be an asshole in a commanding way, and sometimes you’ll get some push back to subtle commands. That’s fine and comes with the territory. NEVER FORCE ANYONE TO DO SOMETHING THEY DON”T WANT TO DO. I know most of you reading this already know that, but for those of you that might miss my meaning, I am not advocating forcing people into situations without their consent. Commands establish reinforce your Frame in an authentic way and is a great way to test how well people fall into it.
2. Know how to follow the lead. Nothing is more frustrating that doing a lot of setup to get the baton to the next runner and then to have them drop it half a second into you trying to pass it on. My friend did an excellent job of following my lead and playing off of me, so the combination was extremely effective. You can be Alpha and have Frame by following the lead of another person’s strong Frame. This can help establish your own Frame with a particular person or group and makes for an effective 1 – 2 punch. If you’re rolling out with a wingman and you guys can’t play off each other or follow each other’s leads as needed, you success rate is going to plummet, so make sure you both can either take the lead or follow the lead.
1. Have fun. Sometimes we get so wrapped up in the outcome that we forget to take a step back and just enjoy the ride. One of the best highlights of the night for me was being able to have a fun time while helping a friend run his game on a girl he was attracted to. But all of us had a really fun time as we took the theme of “proper birthday celebrations” and ran with it. From the first venue to the second then the convenience store and then finally at the redhead’s house, the entire night was a fun time we all participated in. If you focus on having fun, then whether your get laid or not at the end of the night you’ll have a great time regardless. And as a bonus, having that attitude usually gets you laid more.
“Obstacles are things a person sees when he takes his eyes off his goal.” – E. Joseph Cossman
For this post I wanted to share a field report from a recent night out that proved to be a most amusing adventure. I also want to state for the record that this article as well as any article I write is always regarding consensual sex between adults. The number of adults involved may vary (orgies do happen), but the underlying principal is the same. I only condone sex between consenting adults and if you misread anything I say then that’s on you.
This particular evening, I was out and about in one of the beach cities here in SoCal, meeting up with a friend to hang at venue to checkout a band that was playing. apparently this band had a big following so the place was pretty packed. The energy and the vibe was good, and for a local beach scene music venue the crowd was particularly festive.
I had been hanging with a good friend of mine that night, and at various points we had interacted with and flirted with a few group of girls. Toward what I thought was the end of the night, I was hanging at the bar at last call. This girl I had talked to for a few minutes earlier in the night came up to the bar get one last glass of wine. She was a cute blonde with a curvy figure and very stunning green eyes. We’ll call her Kelly. We had previously had a conversation about the merits of the pocket square.
“Topping off?” I said to her as she got a last glass of wine. She smiled and we began conversing again, though this time we covered the topic of how last call in LA is way too early. “Well, my friend and I are thinking of hitting this after hours place,” I said. “You should join.” Her face lit up with a sparkle of excitement as she replied “Tell me more!”
I told her about this place my friend and I knew of that was open well past 6 in the morning and it was close by to where we were. My friend came and I told him we should hit up after hours with our new tag-along, to which he agreed and went to use the bathroom. Kelly and I went outside by my car and once she saw it we started talking about cars because she worked for a car company. It turns out that she not only new a friend of mine who recently left that company, but she was the person that actual had hired them. After the small world moment and getting a few IOI’s we started making out. I was tempted to text my friend “had to run” but he wound up popping out of the venue right as I was thinking it. We all got into my car and proceeded to the after hours place.
In true after hours fashion, this place was located in an alley way in a business park. I parked and we all got out to see the front door closed. Unknown to us, this spot recently decided it would only be open on Saturdays, and this night was a Friday. After a minute we realized that our hopes for after hours activities where going to be dashed, so we started walking back to my car. Enroute, a large Uber SUV rolled up with a festive group inside. Two guys enthusiastically hoped out excited to get to the after hours spot, but saw that it looked closed. My friend went to strike up a conversation with the the guys and so I told Kelly that we should wait in the car since it was warm.
Hoping into my car, Kelly and I made some small conversation for a minute before I pulled her in to start making out. It started getting a little hot and heavy, when Kelly pulled back with a mischievous smile.
“I’m not that easy,” she said. I smiled back and said “Good…I like coming up with a good workaround.”
We started to make out some more, things got hot and heavy again and then I pulled back and told Kelly to “hold that thought.” I hopped out of my car to ask my friend what the status was. As I was walking towards him, apparently another Uber had rolled up and dropped off 4 girls, that had been looking to find an after hours spot. My friend informed me that the girls knew of an after hours spot out 35 minutes from where we were. I looked at my friend and said “It looks like you have a situation here, and I have a situation in the car. I think this is where we split ways.” My friend concurred and I went back to my car.
“What’s going on with your friend?” Kelly asked.
“He’s ditching us to try another spot across town,” I replied. “But I’ll give you a lift back to your place.”
“Ok,” Kelly replied. “But I’m not sure if I have any booze.”
“Don’t worry,” I replied. “We’ll figure out a workaround.”
Since it was now 3 am, it only took 5 minutes to get back to her place. We got inside and all she had was some rum, a bottle of wine, and a bottle of vodka. I opted for some wine and we got cozy on her couch as she started talking about how she loves traveling and all of the different places she’s been too. We then talked about our favorite hidden gems in different cities, and pretty soon the wine was gone. We started making out again, and then this time I got her topless in a few minutes. After some foreplay she pulled back and said “You can spend the night, but I’m not having sex with you on the first night.”
Seeing this LMR I knew that she really wanted to fuck my brains out, but didn’t want me to think she was some easy slut. I looked at her with a smile and then with a wink I said “I can work with that workaround.” She then led me to her bedroom, where we hopped under the covers and cuddled.
After a few moments, we started making out, and then I reached down to run my hand on the inside of her upper thigh. She let out a soft moan and then playfully said “What are you up to?” I said “I’m working around” as I rubbed her inner thigh a bit more. I then slipped two fingers inside of her wetness. She grabbed my face, looked me dead in the eye and said “I want to fuck you.”
We proceeded to have very passionate and intense sex for the next few hours. The next day as I was leaving she said “You’re persistent…I like that.” I replied back “I like figuring out workarounds,” with a wink.
3. Always have an after party. When out on the night, always have a venue, be it your pad, a friend’s place or an actual after hours venue that you can head to. This keeps the night going as well gives you an arrow in your Game quiver.
2. Sometimes you’ll hit LMR. LMR can happen, as in this case she was literally topless and gave me every signal for sex, but then told me she wasn’t going to have sex on the first night. My gut told me that she didn’t want me to think less of of her, but I kept my cool and went with the flow. Then 2 minutes later she was grabbing me and telling me how badly she wanted to fuck me. When LMR happens, listen to your gut and go with the flow. Throwing a fit or trying to negotiate or beg for sex is unsexy and is the fastest way to turn a girl off. If a girl is making it blatantly clear she’s not into you sexually, then stay cool and back off. It doesn’t matter what led to it, never ever force someone to be sexual without their consent. Go with the flow. If she’s verbally saying “no” but playing with your dick then there’s a solid chance that if you follow the flow you’ll be having sex in no time. But if you’re making out and she suddenly stops, gets distant and says “no,” then chances are somethings changed and sex won’t be happening. Trust your gut and pay attention to the ques she’s giving you.
To quote Dave Perrotta:
“Beating LMR does NOT mean forcing a girl into sex that she doesn’t want. I would NEVER condone that. You should have the ability to tell where the line is in this situation. Instead, beating LMR is more like helping her feel more comfortable with you, getting her turned on, and opening the door for a sexual experience that you’ll both be happy about afterwards.”
1. Stay persistent. This night there where many obstacles to overcome or “work around,” which was the key word. And yes, I actually did say “workaround” a lot that night. Not only was I keeping myself focused, but it also helped translate my intentions and show that I was adaptable to the situation. From the after hours spot being closed to the LMR, staying persistent in finding a workaround paid off nicely.
Stay suave folks.
“All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.” – Edgar Allan Poe
We all have our own approaches styles, and some are more high risk than others. But sometimes one man’s folly creates an opportunity for another man. This post is about an experience I recently had that involved a creepy opening and a little improv that led to an entertaining out come.
I was having dinner at a restaurant I frequent with a few friends. Being the observant group we are, we noticed a table of 3 very attractive girls close to the bar. They looked to be about 22, but they where in high spirits on what appeared to be a girls night. As one of them walked to the bathroom, they had to pass by our table and so I began to figure out the best way to make the approach. Since there was a table of 3, making the cold approach was not ideal, but if I could “plant the seed” and then harvest it later, that would make my cold approach much warmer.
When I spotted the girl returning from the bathroom, I excused myself to go to the bathroom and as soon as I made eye contact with her I pointed and said “I know you from somewhere…” She looked at me trying to figure out who I was and responded with “I not sure I do.” I responded by stating “I’m pretty sure I do…” and since she looked to me like a Marie, I said “Marie?” She looked a little surprised and said “That’s my middle name…” to which I knew the seed had been planted, so I said “I’m not sure where I know you from because I never forget a face. This is going to haunt me. I’m going to hit the bathroom but I’ll be over in a bit to get this figured out.” She shook her head in agreement and went to her table to join her friends while I went to the bathroom.
I returned from the bathroom and stopped by my table to check in with my friends, and I noticed an older guy who was dressed like a rock star; the dark sunglasses…indoors…at night, faded leather jacket, many rings on his fingers and torn skinny jeans. He was making his way out of the restaurant and I told my friends that I was going to go harvest the seed i just planted. I made my way over to the bar, since my friend was working as the lead bartender and he was stationed right in front of the girls table. I began chatting him up to see how everything was with him, then I pointed out the table of girls behind me and told him he should come say hi in about 5 minutes so I could introduce them to him. He asked me if I knew them and I said “Not yet, but I’m about to,” and I walked up to the girls.
The girl I was talking to initially, we’ll call her Jessica Marie, was sitting in the middle, which made it easy for me to launch right into it. “Ok,” I said. “We need to figure this out…” “Yes we do,” she replied, and then I explained to her friends that I knew Jessica from somewhere but couldn’t place my finger on where. After a quick convo, I found out that she’s from about 40 minutes from where I grew up and still lives there. She was out for a girls night with her two friends, who are also from the same area. As I was walking up to them, I noticed they had been looking at a napkin right before I arrived so I asked them about it. “OH MY GOD!” Jessica exclaimed as she pushed the napkin forward. “This totally creepy guy came and left this at our table.” I took a look at the napkin and this is what it read:
“Your features are beautiful. The could have been crafted by Peter Carl Faberge. He created 57 Russian Imperial Easter Eggs for Tsar Nicholas II and Alexandra of the Romanov Dynasty.
(over) [- yes, this was instructions to flip the napkin over]
What about dinner
1. Polo Lounge Beverly Hills Hotel
2. SoHo Sunset Blvd or Malibu
4. Your choice
I am a rock star
“Wow,” I said. This was one of those moves that only goes 1 of 2 ways: Decent, or very wrong. It went very wrong in this case. “I can’t believe how creepy that guy was” One of Jessica’s friends said. “So creepy!” said the other one. Seizing the opportunity, I came up with an idea on the spot. “Well, this guy may need to be taught a lesson,” I said. So I grabbed the napkin, input the number in my phone and then texted “Malibu?”
All three girls looked at me with the “I-can’t-believe-you-just-did-that” face to which I replied, “Now we’re going to have some fun.” While we awaited a response, I kept the conversation with the girls going and then my bartender friend popped over. I quickly introduced him and told the girls he’s the guy they need to see for top quality beverages. My bartender friend then said he was going to make a special off menu cocktail for the table, when suddenly my phone beeped with a text. The rock star had responded with “Who’s this?” So with the girls eagerly looking over my shoulder I replied “You wrote me a note on a napkin and you forgot who I am?”
A fresh round of drinks from my bartender friend arrived and we had a solid cheers as we were enjoying ourselves and catfishing a creeper. After a few minutes the rock star responded with “Of course I do. You’re beautiful.” As a Red Pill aware guy, this was a bit painful as this guy’s approach method reeked of Betaness. Too keep things from getting too real, I texted “#1” followed by “I’ll let you know my schedule,” so I could continue focusing on the girls.
After our little game of catfish Jessica’s friends where expressing that they where tired and ready to head home. I let them pay their tab proceeded to grab Jessica’s number and set up a date for the following week. I then returned to my table with my friends to continue our night of merriment.
As for the rock star? Well, I ghosted him after that night to which he recently texted me “You’re a pretty girl but I’m surrounded by beautiful girls all the time. Being a rock star has its advantages. You’ve taken too long to respond to my invitation for dinner. Something I am very much unaccustomed to therefore I am canceling my invitation to you forthwith, which means now! I wish you the best of luck with your future.”
Best of luck with your future as well, good sir.
4. Approach in person, not on napkins. The point of this post is not to humiliate or poke fun of the rock star, but it is to illustrate the difference in approach styles. Actually facing a girl and talking to her as apposed to writing a sonnet about her beauty and pedestalizing her off the bat produced night and day results. One method resulted in a phone number and date, the other in being viewed as a creep.
3. Always be ready to improvise. Once I discovered the napkin, it became clear that there was an instant in. By turning the creepy guy into a game, I was able to quickly bond and get in with the girls, as well as providing an entertaining spin to previously uncomfortable moment.
2. Always befriend the bar tender. This particular restaurant I enjoy, but they do have a full bar and I made sure a while back to get to know the bar tender. In this case it paid off in spades as I was seen just chatting the bartender up like an old friend, then introducing him to the group, and then he made a specialty off menu item for the table. This gave me instant status and venue cred with the girls, further establishing me as a high value guy and not a creeper.
1. Don’t use notes on napkins. I could have been a sleaze and taken advantage of this guy or strung him along. But instead I left it be and took note of his reaction. His farewell address shows that he’s miffed about the situation but is trying to tell me how much of a player he is. A real playboy doesn’t need to convince people with his words, he just lives it. I do hope this rock star changes his approach or perhaps uses a different type of game elsewhere, because if you leave your phone number on a napkin at a table, you never know who you might be talking to.
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