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Hey all, went out tonight to Blur (a techno club nearby). I opened a set on their way in as I was sitting near the door. Used jealous girlfriend, went to who lies more, threw in best friends test. Wasn't getting ANY IOIs let alone responses from hb8.5, but her friend (hb5) was getting pretty well into it. Of course, hb5 wasn't my target so I ejected to grab a drink.
Later in the night my buddy arrived (and hour late damn him). We went and he got a drink (I drink very little when I go out... control control control and alcohol definately doesn't help my control hah). Well there happened to be a 4set sitting not far from the bar. He kept telling me he wanted to talk to them.
Now my buddy is an AFC BUT he has a moderate amount of natural game plus good looks and a gymnast's body. Plus he's funny as hell, so if I can get him into the game he will make a GREAT wing for me. But I digress...
He went to get another drink but made another comment about wanted to talk to them. So as he walked up to the bar I walked over to the set only to notice a guy kneeling next to their chairs and talking (very low to ground chairs so they were at eye level).
I walked up to HB5 (standing... I like the projection of ginormity standing next to someone sitting gives.)
Me: Hey I got bored figured I'd come back to say hello while my buddy is at the bar.
hb5 moves over and pats the seat "Sit down!" (big smile... damn evil lying woman!)
Her friend(hb6) sitting next to her talking to the guy leans over to me
hb6: Hi Mystery!
me: (Blink) Err? What are you talking about.
hb6: Says something I can't make it out
me to hb5: What is she talking about? We're leaving the guy out again. (referance to some comment she'd made when I first met her which I definately didn't get and played it off as womanspeak).
hb5: She says everything you told us was from this guy mystery on this TV show "The pickup artist".
me: I don't watch that show. I got all my stuff from the community that Mystery came from.
hb5: So you didn't copy Mystery?
Then I had to explain the whole Mystery/style/commercialization of the community and that there's so much more to the game than that.
hb5 looking totally confused.
hb8.5 is sitting across from me and starts to get interested. So you come to clubs to get laid?
me: Okay, why do you come to clubs? (shoulder shrugs). A lot of girls come to dance, most guys come to clubs to meet people and be social butterflies. I have never "picked a girl up," but I have enjoyed a woman's time with the intention of enjoying more of it later.
hb 8.5 slides close to her friend and motions me to come sit next to her.
HUGE IOI right there.
hb8.5: I forgot your name, I'm sorry!
me: I never told you (sly smile here).
me: I guess Mystery will work for now.
hb8.5: Eye roll
me: Well since you already know I definately can't try to sleep with you... looks like we're going to actually enjoy eachother with no pretenses this evening.
hb8.5 smiles. Tell me more about "the game"
so I explain some very basic things. For example, that AFC that came up bought them all a round of drinks (by the time I got to this point her hb6 friend came and joined the convo... the one that busted me out ha. I think I explained about inner game before this.) I told her that buying a girl a drink is the worst possible things you can do... I'd buy my buddy a drink anytime but I don't know you and I won't buy you a drink until you prove to me that You've got something to offer (unless the girl is like an hb5.0 or less and never gets hit on... in which case you SHOULDN"T open her to begin with BUT buying drinks does work as I found out since dude that bought drinks was with hb5 the whole night and she was giving him a lot of IOIs.)
Finally I my self control was wavering and I could no longer sit still (because I'm rediculously ADHD) so I asked her and her friend if they wanted to dance (my wing came back and scooped up the 4th in the group an hb7.) So all 4 of us went to the dance floor (hb5 with AFC... It was hard not to crack up laughing the whole time since that 5 was the best he was ever going to get. I kept pointing out the things he was fking up on to hb 8.5 and she would laugh or giggle and agree.)
After fluffing a bit with 8.5 I found out she doesn't go out much since she's in school about 2 hrs south of where we were (on winter break). As we danced she put her arms around my neck. I kind of raised my eyebrows at her locked elbows so she bent them... and then a little more... and in about 15 seconds (with no prompting from me) she had her head on my shoulder and was asking me all about my life and past. (She asked me where I went to Elementary school for gods sake... now that's reaching for something to talk about.)
I'm a big fan of cocky-funny and played quite a bit of it during this time (I find c&f worked great during fluff.) Found out some really deep sht about her 3 yr relationship that ended 4 months ago with an abusive dude. That stuff seriously pisses me off but I said to her in a calm controlled but very authoritative and decisive tone, "I just don't understand that. It's very frustrating. I believe a male should be there to provide safety and always make you feel safe. I make sure that all of my friends feel that way, and I have a lot of friends that I'd go downtown and get calls from them telling me about this guy making them uncomfortable and I'd have to walk 2 blocks in the freezing fucking cold but I'd help them out. How does someone get that way? You obviously didn't say "hey this dude abuses girls I wanna date HIM! How'd it progress into it?"
hb8.5 explains
That wasn't a routine. I also didn't MEAN to DHV. I didn't go on an emotionally charged tirade as I would have 2 months ago. I didn't say I wanted to kick his ass for hurting her or rag on him about being such an asshole. I explained my honest but tempered feelings about it which contrasted him and I. My body language and tone spoke statements rather than qualifications about the whole safety thing, and that is all true. I do my best to be a very loyal friend.
finally I get bored of dancing (damn that adhd) and tell her I'm going to the bar to get a drink. I looked around and then said, "I suppose you can join me if you're not too busy" making sure to note (via body language) that if she didn't come she'd be alone and vulnerable to the masses of unstable men.
Went and got my water where we fluffed more alone... wanted to kiss her then but I wasn't getting the right body language yet.
we went to one of the couches and sat down, her practically laying on top of me.
At this point my mind started to die as I got so sleepy... I sarged thurs. night then stayed up 'till 7 am with my buddy talking about elementary school got 3 hrs of sleep then read the layguide until 8pm when I got ready to go out for fri night.
The conversation died off and I almost blew out here. I excused myself to the bathroom to throw water on my face. As the icy cold water hit my face it reminded me of the time my dad and I went white water rafting on an olympic rafting course (if yall havn't done that I'd HIGHLY reccomend giving rafting a try. It's amazing).
I used that to spark up the convo. After I finished my convo she looked at me, so I gave her the classic line. "Do you want to kiss me?" Answer was a hesitation then "no", "I wasn't offering it just looked like you had something to say." (with a smile and a laugh of course). Eventually it died off again so I excused myself for a drink with the secret hope that I'd find a bed lying around the club somewhere... no such luck hehe. I came back and she was out dancing with her friends again but there happened to be a guy there dancing with her (obvious AFC).
Very well, DHV and social proof time).
I walked directly in front of her to a group of 3 hb 7.5s and opened them. Chatted 'em up got them laughing there asses off. The party was THERE. I excused myself to rejoin my friends. At that point she was dancing up on one of the stages with 2 of her friends while the 2 guys they'd been dancing with staring up at them like puppy dogs. I saw the guy she was dancing with and I'm SURE she assumed I was going to tell him I was hers yada yada yada. Rule #1: A PUA is not like every other guy.
I asked him who he think lied more... guys or girls (hey it works on guys too what do ya know). We started chattin it up... this dude is hardcore beta and I'm VERY surprised he had the balls to talk to the girl in the first place. We were both laughing our asses off and I was patting his shoulder like 'ol chums.
He points up at hb8.5 "I'm with her. Who are you with?' Me: "every girl in the club" *wink* he busted up laughing again and the girls come down.
I walked strait towards her then right as I was about to get to her I grabbed her friend and brought her out to dance. (basic cat-string here).
10 minutes until bar closes.
I overhear my wing and his hb7 talking and she says, "Well he's only got 10 minutes to make a move." Little did she know I'd been positioning my pieces all night.
Lights on bar closes at 5 'till 2 (instead of 2 damn them).
AFC walks with hb8.5 to the door. Sorry all but I still have a heart, I couldn't walk up and take the girl right in front of him... that would have crippled his already crippled self-esteem. So he tries to # close her but she gets his # instead with a "Next time I'm in town we'll get together." hehe, I've heard that one quite a few times. And just like him, I didn't know what it really met at the time either.
She is driving hb7 home who is hanging all over my wing (I don't know what he said/did I'm going to need to get a report from him tommarrow, but whatever it did it worked like a charm. As I said... he's got a decent amount of natural game.) I walk up to hb 8.5, slide my arm around her waist and ask for her number.
she said "find me on facebook" and gave me her last name. WTF damn her! I thought my game was pretty solid, but I took what she gave and planned to LBJF her since good looking girls usually have good looking friends.
My buddy started walking towards his car and I was thinking like a PUA for some reason and I did my favorite thing to day. "Hey wing c'mere" as I walked towards the girls' car. I knocked on the window of hb7 and she opened the door (I think the window was frozen shut. "Get through the threshold."
He rested his elbow on the door and chatted a minute some "i'll call you" or something like that.
Then me being cocky like I am when I have something to get done, "Okay lets go." I point to her cheek "Kiss" and he leans in for the kiss and to my surprise (and delight) he kisses her on the lips. Score one more for wingman.
I don't know why but that kind of power just gets me off. It's the ability that was have to see what's "really" going on and end social awkwardness by doing or instructing betas to do what everyone wants to but won't say. I love sitting back in the clubs and picking out the alphas and betas. I also like watching guys hit on girls... and I am pretty sure there may have been 2 other aPUAs there toinight at most but I sure didn't see them.
Now that I think about it though she was leaving for school saturday so unless she planned to spend hours on the phone with me it wouldh ave been pointless to give me her #.
I however thought she was elaving back for school on sunday. So on my way home (and this was a bit AFC but I figured 'what the hell' she's leaving I may as well invite her out for a good night). I called my wing and asked him to call hb7 and invite them to the city with us tonight (sat.). So he called... 20 minutes later he calls back (while I'm sittin on the pot droppin off dinner) and says "bad news man" I guess he doesn't realize the community's stance on rejection., "She is goin back to school tommarrow and can't come. I played it off all Casanova and shit too" (I then told him about casanova's 4,000 letters detailing his exploits of high-society seduction).
Then he said what I had not expected but really had assumed the whole night because that ending just didn't make sense. He said, "While I was talking to hb7 someone yelled out "I wanna suck [me] off!" Haha, there were only 2 people in the car. That made my confidence soar.
So I think I've finally broken through my own confidence wall and tonight I plan to have an even better night! GO TEAM!
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Alright, so I'm beginning to think I may be the king of ADHD. Every time I go out I can never stick to one girl all the way through which can be bad. Or it can turn out like this:
Mmalev2, Prophecy and Myself went out to Climax sat. night. We first get there, grab some drinks and stand around talking for a minute. If you've never been there I'd recommend-- I felt like a kid in a candy store (as Prophecy put it). So we're standing in the middle of the floor and I watch one of the club dancers whom works there. Wow, that was hott. my perfect type. Ab indentations, dark brown hair and eyes. Body is an 8.5/9 (boobs were only Bs or so), but face to me is a 10. If you'd like to know exactly what she looks like then scroll up to my last post.
My adhd kicks in so I let the guys know I'm going to go walk around. Enter: 6 set.
Now this whole set is 7+ with 3 who are 8+. So I go for one of the 8s as she was dancing and I wanted to dance (cuz damnit sometimes you gotta have fun when you go out.)
Me (to hb 8.5, the 9 is standing there too): Let me get your opinion on something... Do you prefer humour or ass? (you know the routine... if not look up my posts I'm sure it's posted).
I look at 9: What about in an ONS (now for yall who are new, this next part is key)
hb9: Can I have both? <giggle>
me: Oh, I'm not really into one night stands <apologetic>. I TURN MY SHOULDERS WAIST AND FEET towards the 8.5, taking a step foreward to halfway put myself between hb9 and her, effectively shutting her out of the conversation.
me: Where are yall from? You have that thick accent.
hb8.5: Lithuania
hb9: Yeah we're sisters!
me: (note this is a convo between her sister and I and she's butting in. Normally I would have given her a 'look', but not this time.) 'you guys Litho?' Now I love winging with Malev2 since he and I have same standards and are constantly opening. Coincidentally he opened the rest of their group lmao.
me: Hey bro these girls are litho. (malev2 is litho also). They start talking and then they do that damn speak foreign language thing that I hate so much. I call them out
me: Ya know this fucker right here does that too. It's hard to trust a person when they aren't speaking your language.
8.5: We're talking about your friend. He looks polish
okay from here it's more or less just fluff. 8.5 and I go to dance (and she has a phenomenal body... and this ridiculous habit of dancing in a circle... dizzy? yes. no more to drink thank you).
We go back to her friends and she decides to go to the bathroom (alone?? Holy sh*t this is new).
I start talking to hb9, shootin' the shit. Finally she tells me about this guy that wanted to buy her a drink (now that I read that I wonder if she was making convo or gauging my reaction). No physical reaction from me, but here is what I said.
"Personally, I never buy a girl a drink whom I'm not friends with. I bought my guys drinks earlier, I'll buy my friends who are female or I'm dating drinks, but no random girls. How do I know they're worth my time?"
hb9: I usually buy my own drinks anyway. I'll buy you a drink. (In retrospect I should have taken her up on that but I was trying to stay mostly sober).
hb8.5 returns from bathroom and starts talking to malev2 and some other random guys.
Me to 9: I'm bored lets go wander around
9: Ok. You know I'm here celebrating my birthday. It was friday!
me: Happy birthday babe! <Give>
we walk about 15 feet around the corner (Read: Out of view of sister).
Talk turns a bit more sexual. I love style for this one line and I've yet to be called out (and doubt I will).
me: What do you prefer? Kiss on the neck or nibble on the ear?
hb9: Neck, definately
me: Like this? (light kisses on her neck).
at that point she pretty much just took me hostage making out for about 5 minutes.
Midway through I stopped, looked her deep in the eyes and said, "Babe, what's my name?"
hb9: Uhhh.... I forgot!
me: No, I never told you (sly smile) My name is Patrick
hb9: Asshole (playful slap)
back to the making out.
After about 10 more minutes we parted lips, and talk turned back to the club itself and just having a good time. Not a minute after we pulled apart hb8.5 walks around the corner.
hb8.5 to hb9: I've been looking for you!
me: We've been right here the whole time.
hb8.5 to me: Oh, I walked around here twice. I didn't see you.
yes, that's because you were looking for 2 people talking not playing suck face.
They realize the bar is closing in 5 minutes, so I go in for the # close on hb9.
me: "Hey hb9, we had a killer time to..." I get cut off by hb 8.5
hb 8.5 to hb9: This place closes in like 5 minutes and I really want to dance. Let me have fun for 5 minutes.
hb9: okay! (she would have been great for a ONS).
hb8.5 to me: Let's dance.
Wow, did I just get cock blocked THAT bad? Nope! Her friend did though
hb8.5: Every other guy has two left feet.
me: Haha, you know I just had major surgery (we had talked about that earlier). Lets do this again. Get together and just live life have fun.
hb85: Okay give me your number.
me: I have a better idea. You give me yours. I'm afraid you'll stalk me and won't stop calling
hb8.5: Whatever, I know how guys are. Give me your number.
me: Don't play coy with me (I love calling girls out when they're playing hard to get). You know you want to give me your number and you're just playing games. How about this: We'll both give each other our numbers (prolly a good Idea that I solved that one or I'd have lost major face. 2 time back and forth is enough to blow you out.
she gave me her number and called her phone with it. # close; very nice.
She told me she'd call monday and she left the club.
My crew and I walked outside to wait for Valay to bring up the car. hb 8.5 and 9 are standing out there with no coats, bare shoulders. Damn that sucks. Prophecy offers his coat to 9 and I give mine to 8.5, making sure to hold her close to keep the wind from getting at her petite li'l body.
Their car comes, Our car comes. Farewells are bid, promises to call are made. Go team.
exit females, exit males. Now we head to soundbar for the rest of the evening. No real FR from there, just the pic in the report above this.
Hey, another personal best for me tonight: I didn't forget a single name I was told haha.
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Alrighty, here's another field report. This one was awesome. After making 3 number closes last night (friday) I went out again tonight (sat). We're at features in downtown naperville, and this is how it goes:
Propheci and Malev2 open this set. Tiny girl and Tall girl (i'd say hb 7.5 both of 'em. Very decent bodies though all around).
Enter me: The wing. I walk up to tall girl to wing Malev2 and hear them talking about mark being a player. Mark defending himself, her accusing (she was saying he had 'player hair'). I'm start in on the conversation:
me: Naw he doesn't, this dude is cool as hell. It's just how they do it in europe.
Tall: You're a player too (playfully the whole time, mind you).
me: No I'm not. Point out a group of girls I'll show you my skills.
She points out a set about 10 feet away. I go after them trying to fail to show her how much I'm NOT a player. Bad mindset when you're trying to fail.
walk up to them, and hb 6 and 7.5.
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Me to hb6: I can tell yall are the life of the party. You are having SO much fun!
hb 6 and 7.5: We are! We're just taking a break.
I swipe my thumb across hb 7.5's forehead and hold it up to her, no sweat.
me: I can tell you're really working up a sweat.
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hb7.5 hits me
me to hb6: So what did yall come out here for if you weren't going to be social?
hb7.5: To dance.
me: That was for hb6. But since you seem so eager, let's dance.
hb7.5: I don't dance.
me: You just said you did. Allow me to quote, "We've been dancing and just took a break." I look towards hb6 whom just had one of her guy friends come up and start chatting.
me to 7.5: Wait a second, You're one of THOSE girls aren't you?
I interject myself in between 6 and 7.5 with my back to 7.5.
me to guy: So what do you do?
hb7.5: Hey! What about me?
me: Okay fine, you can answer too.
hb7.5: I'm an auditor.
I get a horrified look on my face.
me: Oh no. IRS?
hb7.5: No no, I'm a cash auditor
me: What? I can't hear
hb7.5: a CASH auditor
me: I still can't hear you. C'mon lets go out near the front. There's some couches there and we can relax and actually hear eachother.
I take her hand and we go sit down at the couches on the other end of the bar.
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A bit of fluff. She jokes I say something along the lines of "Oh I love your sense of humour." and if she says something intelligent, "It's great to finally find someone I can have a decent conversation with."
We get into a age. Shes' 29. "How old are you?" "guess" "25" Close, but not quite. "23?" Good job.
me: Yo aren't one of those ageist people are you? That's just and indication of all KINDS of bad things."
her: No, no! When I was 22 I dated a guy who was 32, and I dated a guy who was 21 when I was 24."
I can't believe how vehemently she just qualified herself to me. you should have seen her face. You would have thought she just had her boyfriend break up with her.
me: Even got some morales on this one!
she smiled.
her: Hey one of my friends just walked in I havn't seen her in forever. Let me get my other friend and introduce her. C'mon!
she grabs my hand and pulls me over to her friend.
me: Hey, let me get your number so I can get ahold of you when you disappear on me.
I put my phone in her hand (the phone was opened, couldn't remember her name so I just opened it to the add number screen)
When you have a phone open to that screen and IN YOUR HAND usually they'll give it to you.
she did.
me: Allright, you go have fun with your friends. I'll be with mine I'll come see you later otherwise I'll give you a call.
I walk back to the hb7.5 that sent me on the "mission" to begin with.
me: How was that?
7.5: Awesome
me: Where'd my buddies go?
7.5: No idea
me: Did you seriously scare them away? Malev2 doesn't scare easily.
7.5: whatever. That was some skills you have there.
me: Yeah, it happens.
me: That guy talking to your friend... thought you said he was creepy?
7.5: Yeah he is. She said she liked him though so...
me: Odd. Now that dude is a player. (I wonder if he's a pua? I can't decide. Looked trashy as hell though).
7.5: Yeah.
me: Where are my friends at? (I step up one step towards the seated area of the bar. She is about 4 inches taller than me and this brings us eye level).
I run "intelligence test" routines as well as a few other kino routines.
The music isn't loud, but I speak in her ear when I speak to her... with my hand on her face. I am getting quite a few IoIs from her and begin A3. Soon enough I tell her that I actually need to leave to find my friends and get her #.
I am talking to her as I write this with plans to see her tomorrow.
Hope yall enjoyed this
--Canter
p.s. My wing had broken off and wasn't after her when I started in.
p.p.s. I'm now in mltr with the one at the end
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Okay here's a decent FR to follow up my last since the last one had some wing issues.
I went down to U of I this weekend with a buddy and met up with a girl that I'd met online (if you haven't made this part of your system START! I don't mind lookin' through profile for guys and critiquing 'em either.)
We met her at her sorority and BSd for a while, she said she wasn't going to be able to come out. As we were getting ready to go she said, "Well it's good you didn't try to get me to go out, I have stuff to do... " Which of course means, "I only need a little pressure and I have all day tommarow" haha. So we invited her out again and she came to the bars.
After bars we went and got a hotel and she invited herself to stay (wink wink).
Well, great sex with her. I had decided since getting sex isn't an issue anymore I wanted 1. to be with a girl who's taller than me (I'm 5'7) so I slept with a girl who is 5'11, and 2. to be with a girl who was shorter... this girl was 4'10. And a dancer. Best ass I've ever seen/felt/squeezed. And a dynamo in the sack.
Now my buddy is a virgin AFC, and as she was showering him and I had a conversation.
me: She would definitely be down for a 3 some.
Now I'm not down for 3-some with 2 guys and 1 girl but I figured I could start it then leave and my buddy could get laid.
She gets out of the shower and we start making out again. He comes up and begins massaging her shoulders, then moves to the lower back slowly getting closer and closer to the front. NOTE THE SLOW ESCALATION.
So I climb out from under her and he gets down there. By this point she is totally naked, he's got his boxers on and I'm still clothed.
I was up behind her and whisper in her ear, "Take his pants off." And she does.
few minutes later, "Grind on his dick get him hard." And she does.
I throw a condom on the bed next to them and leave.
30 minutes later, my car filled with gas and room with extended check out (I got bored), my buddy is no longer a virgin. GO TEAM! I have a feeling he'll be joining the community in the near future.
Now I absolutely knew this would happen, but I still don't understand why. She sends me a text last night, "What happened didn't change your opinion of me or hurt our chances of getting into a relationships did it?" wtf? Why does she think I even have the slightest amount of respect for her after that lmao. So what did I say? "Don't ask if you don't want to know the whole truth", to which they always tell me "I want to hear it all" which gives me free reign to say ANYTHING.
"Well, you did sleep with my best friend not 2 hours after having sex with me." and at that point she calls me. I told her that its OK because as I'd said BEFORE we slept together, I don't do exclusive relationships ANYWAY. I told her I'd still sleep with her when I came down and in a few years if we're still in touch and I'm ready to settle down then she'd be a contender... provided her morales improved (I don't sugarcoat gentlemen).
Well I'll be fking her in a few weeks again since she WAS a dervish in bed. And I'm peppering her up for giving me her sorority sisters' on a platter.
Hope you enjoyed all that!
p.s. in mltr with this one also