No Means No

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“Kindly and firmly, she refused to sleep with me. Not even a charity fuck.” ― Julian May, Orion Arm

There she was, laying on the bed with nothing but her shirt half unbuttoned and her panties. She gave me a dirty, mischievous look with her blue eyes as she then took her panties off, flung them to the side, laid back fully spreading her legs and said “I want you to fuck me.”

3 Hours Earlier

About two weeks ago, I had been crazy busy and hadn’t been able to get out into world for almost a month, so I decided it was time for a proper night out. Now there’s nothing wrong with being in, you gotta do what you gotta do when you’re working on your side hustles, but it is a good idea to not be in total hermit mode for too long. I hit up a few of my friends and let them know I’d be heading downtown to explore some life and find some adventure, and so I headed out to do just that.

I wound up meeting up with one of my friends briefly at a lounge in downtown, he was meeting a date there but we got caught up quickly. He then spotted his date and went to meet up with her, and so I enjoyed my beverage while scoping the place out. There were mainly couples in the venue and not much potential, but I was having a good time just being out in the world. I then finished my drink, saw that my friend’s date looked like it was off to a great start, so then left the lounge and went to another high end restaurant/bar that was next door. The energy of the place was good and the vibes of the bar scene were solid, so I got settled at the bar and ordered a drink. To my left where two girls, a brunette and a blonde, both were cute, looked to be in their late 20’s and they were talking about traveling. To my right was a guy and girl that seemed to be on a date.

Naturally my attention was more drawn to the girls on my left, and I noticed they were sharing a drink out of unique looking glass. I tapped the brunette on the shoulder and made a comment about the glass, and then she proceeded to tell me about how the drink in it wasn’t very good, but they had decided to tray something new this night, and so far it wasn’t working out for them. “That’s always a risk with new adventures, but you don’t know until you know,” I replied, and I then introduced myself. The girls where very friendly and pretty quickly we were having a very entertaining conversation. The Brunette was from the mid west and the blonde was from Sweden.

As the conversion progressed, the blonde seemed to be a bit more friendly and my gut was telling me that there could be some strong potential. After about an hour, which made the time 11:30, both girls were ready to call it a night. I had other friends in the area that I had been texting with, so I wasn’t going to lose any sleep if these girls left. Then a couple of guys dressed in tuxedos came to the bar, and they joined our conversation. Turns out there where at the restaurant for a 50th birthday party and then I suggested a group photo, which we all had a blast taking. The guys i tuxedo’s returned to their party, then I got both girl’s numbers to text them the picture. I then inquired as to what part of town they lived in, and the brunette lives about 15 minutes away while the blonde lived 1 block away. “I’ll walk you both home” I said to them as they finished paying their tab. “You’re such a gentleman,” the brunette replied. The blonde then hugged up on my and gave me a kiss on the cheek, so I knew that my night was far from over.

I walked the blonde and brunette back to the blonde’s place, which was this high rise loft space, and we waited for the brunette’s uber to arrive, which only took 2 minutes. After we made sure the brunette was off, the blonde asked me if I could help her carry up some packages she had waiting for her at reception, and being the gentleman I was called earlier, obliged. We picked up a couple packages and then made our way up to her loft. Inside her loft was nice, chic, and had a solid view of the LA skyline. I set the packages on her living room table and then the blonde invited to checkout the view on her balcony. On the balcony we proceeded to make out, and then I told her we should move things back inside so she could give me a tour of her place. The “tour” consisted of her taking me straight to the bedroom where we got on the bed and proceeded to make out intensely. Things escalated to me finger blasting her for a bit and then she managed to very quickly and smoothly get my pants down. She then gave me a fantastic blowjob for a few minutes, then she laid back on the bed with a little bit of a guilty look on her face.

She looked at me and said “I should tell you something…” and my red-flag-spidey sense was telling me something was off…this certainly wouldn’t be an “it’s that time of the month” conversation. “So I kinda have a boyfriend…” she said. There she was, laying on the bed with nothing but her shirt half unbuttoned and her panties. She gave me a dirty, mischievous look with her blue eyes as she then took her panties off, flung them to the side, laid back fully spreading her legs and said “I want you to fuck me.”

Now, I paused for about 1 second which felt like an hour, as my brain and my cock had a conversation. I visualized them both in the cockpit of an airplane, and my dick was saying we were cleared to land so it was going to put the plane down while my brain was saying that the runway had been compromised and we needed to divert to another runway. After this back and forth, I asked “So where is he?” I had decided that this wasn’t going down because my gut was telling me something was off and I never ignore my gut. Also I didn’t want to be literally balls deep in this girl all to suddenly have this guy just waltz in and go berserk which might end with me getting stabbed. Gent’s, always protect yourself first, no sex is worth that type of risk.

She went on to tell me about how he was in San Francisco, how they had no feeling in their relationship, and how everything was ok. I noticed a picture of her and guy on her night stand and I asked,”Is that him?” I was intentionally trying to kill the mood to give myself an easier out, especially since if she hand’t told me anything and we had sex, I would have been as much of a victim as him, but if I did it now I would be an accomplice. But more so my gut was saying something isn’t right with this girl. She starts telling me about the guy in the picture and it turns out that they had been married and together for 4 years, but he died almost 2 years ago.  I sat next to her on the the bed while she told me more about it. She told me that she was the love of her life, but then starts insisting that she mis-spoke and didn’t have a boyfriend and was single. She then pushes me back on the bed, tries getting my shirt off and grabs at my dick saying “Just put it inside me.” Inside my head I was pretty amused at the thought that a judge would never believe this tale as I was literally being molested and this girl was trying for lack of a better word to rape me.

I then pretended to hear my phone vibrate and I reached for it, telling her that my good friends I was supposed to meet up with where wondering were I was. I told her I had to meetup with them, but I’d call her the next day to see about hanging. She protested a bit, but eventually stopped trying to rape me and relented. I left her place thinking “What in the hell was that all about?” and then proceeded to text my friends about what had happened. She kept texting me until about 3 am that night, but I assured her I’d talk to her the next day to see what’s up. The next afternoon I did text her to see how she was, more so for liability reasons I’ll detail below, and she asked when she could see me, and she insisted that she was still single. I told he we could meet up the following week, but she was out of town, so it’d have to be when she gets back. I said “Sounds cool” and have left it at that.

Takeaways

3. Always trust your gut. If something feels off, it’s off and your gut is talking to you for a reason. I’ve had girls that wanted to fuck and they’ve been fun times, however the place this girl seemed to be coming from seemed like she was desperately trying to fill a void. And add in the baggage of a dead love of her life, that was a huge red flag too bright for me to ignore.

2. Never keep yourself in a situation that you aren’t comfortable. In the era of #metoo and “he said, she said” = it’s always what she said, you need to make sure your protect yourself. Call it being overly cautious, but you have to be aware of the times. And in my gut, I knew she wanted sex in the moment, but what happens the next day if she decided to change her mind or that she shouldn’t have done that? That’s why I saved screen shots of our text conversations and checked in with her the next day, to see if she genuinely interested or if she was too caught up in the moment and had some regrets. Always protect yourself, no sex is worth catching false allegations.

1. Keep doing you. Despite this interesting situation, I still kept going out the following days. Sometimes you’ll have a bad or very strange experience, but don’t let that discourage you, there’s still plenty more living to do.

Cheers.

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A Bottle of Wine, A Service Elevator & A Hot Tub

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“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.

The Story

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.

Takeaways

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.

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The Alpha Wingman

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“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.

Field Report

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.

Takeaways

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.

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You’re Not Spending The Night

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“Patience, persistence and perspiration make an unbeatable combination for success.” – Napoleon Hill

For this post I wanted to share a quick story from an experience I had and some of the Red Pill takeaways. At the very least, it’s an entertaining tale that resulted in an awkward conversation with my dry cleaners the next day.

I was out in Downtown with a couple of friends for a buddies “going away” hangout session at this cool little bar/store. I put “going away” in quotes because our friend was from the east coast, but was going away for 2 months back home because he was between work contracts here on the west coast. As I get into the place, I notice two girls at the other end of the bar. One is a brunette, about 5’6″ at a glance, and her friend is a solid 6 feet. The brunette was cute, she looked white but with a hint of something mixed in. She had a petite figure and she projected a chill vibe. The blonde was thin and athletic looking. She had a very pretty face and long curly hair and very bright blue eyes. I could pick up on her energy from across the bar and it intrigued me. I thought to myself “there could be some potential here, especially with the tall one.” I do love tall girls, and as a tall guy myself (I’m well over 6 feet) it’s not as common to come across them so I seize the moment when possible.

Me and my friends had been hanging for about 20 minutes, when I decide it’s time see what the deal with these others girls is. I walk over to the both of them and ask them what type of liquor is easiest to get into trouble with. The brunette says beer and the blonde’s eyes light up as she says “Tequila of course.” I give the blonde a high-five and enthusiastically stated “correct answer,” and then proceed to introduce myself. I then introduced the girls to my 3 other guy friends and then proceed to engage both of them in a conversation about different types of alcohol. About 2 minutes in I notice the blonde girl has a few tattoos, one is a feather on her left arm and the other is a Hindi-inspired pattern on her chest. I ask her about the tattoo on her arm and she tells me the story of how she likes that feathers are the tool that makes flight possible and that they have a look that resonates with her. She also tells me that she’s into photography and painting, to which I say that I will have to see some of her work. I ask her what part of town she’s from and it turns out she is roommates with the brunette and lives 1 block away from the bar we’re at.

About 10 minutes later I’ve gotten my group and the two girls to close out their tabs and I tell the blonde that I really need to see her artwork. She agrees that we all can come over for and hang for a bit. As we walk over to her place I take the opportunity to grab her hand. She gives me the “I know what you’re doing look” and proceeded to lead us to her house. My friends and her roommate fall behind, so when we get in front of her door with a few free minutes, I pull her in for a deep, passionate kiss. She then gives me the “the look,” that look that says “I really like you but now I need to justify hooking up with you to myself” so she says to me “You can hang, but you’re not spending the night.” I channel my inner Han solo and with a smirk reply with: “I know.” Suddenly my friends and her roommate get to the front door and we all go up to the girl’s loft.

Inside we all get cozy in the loft, they have a large lounge sofa aka daybed and a few stool chairs in their main room. The girls proceed to get us some wine and my friends keep talking with the brunette and I continue to converse with the tall blonde. At some point she mentions that she’s a yoga teacher and capoeira instructor, and that sometimes she does performances. I forget how, but somehow that led to her getting a small vile of glittery gold body paint and opening it to put a little bit on my wrist. She accidentally spilled a bit on my arm and suit jacket, to which I just chuckled that “My dry cleaners are going to want some serious explaining for this one.”

Over the next 20 minutes my friends take off one by as it’s now 2:15 in the morning. So now it’s just me and the two the girls. The brunette makes her way to her room and says she’s getting ready for bed. Once she’s gone me and the blonde start making out passionately. After a minute, she pulls back to look me in the eyes. She says “I’m serious, you can’t spend the night.” I keep eye contact with her and with a playful smirk I reply “Works for me.” I then lead her over to the daybed and proceed to get intimately familiar with the tattoo in the middle of her chest. It was a fun and passionate time we had, she was enthusiastically energetic and very, very flexible. She was one of the naturally wettest girls I have ever encountered and her vagina tasted exquisite, I am not sure what her diet was, but whatever she did eat, bless her for it, because her flavor was delicious.

Sadly I had to cut the activities short at 2:50am because the garage with my car closed at 3am and I had no idea when it reopened or where they would tow my car. As I was getting dressed and departing, I caught her slipping her business card into my jacket packet so I would have her number, to which I said to her “This needs to happen again. Let me get your number and I’ll call you.” I wound up seeing her a few times after that for some fun and adventurous nights (and yes I did actually call her…strange concept today but it can help you standout) and she still holds my current record for fastest from intro-to-hooking-up at 1 hour.

Takeaways:

1. Approach. If a girl(s) catch your eye, always go up and approach. The approach is a victory in of itself and you never know what might result from it. If you don’t approach, nothing will happen, so be a man of action and make something happen.

2. Logistics. Logistics are your best friend or can be your biggest cock block. Fortune smiled upon me that night as she literally was 1 block away, but then they became my enemy as I had to cut the first night short due to my car potentially being locked in and towed from the garage. Always be mindful of the logistics.

3. The Rule of 2. Girls out in pairs tend to be more open to meeting, flirting and tend to be more DTF. Always look for pairs.

4. Stay Persistent and Hold Frame. We only made it to her house because I suggested we look at her art. She also shit tested me multiple times with the same line of “you’re not spending the night.” But by holding Frame and not getting side tracked by this, I was able to close the deal. And no, I didn’t spend the night either so it all worked out.

Use the takeaways from this story as a reminder for yourself or as a new idea for your own Game arsenal. Go out and live it up.

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