I'm an admitted rAFC. I read Neil Strausses, "The Game" a few weeks ago and decided to change that.
I went out solo with the best peacock gear I could manage and went out to town 10 days ago, with moderate success. I opened my first set, and could have gotten some #'s if I'd done things a bit differently. Primarily, I was testing my ability to push myself to a making friends with ladies sitting at a table with other guys. I surprised myself at how once I got the courage to do it, how smoothly things went. Now, not to say they were perfect, but certainly better than I'd anticipated.
I used the classic "So how do you all know each other" question and found that neither of the guys actually knew each other. There were 3 girls at the table initially and one other guy. A few minutes after I joined, Girl #1's boyfriend joined the table. Girl #2 and #3 were visiting on a training mission with the Air force. Before too long, I had all three of the girls asking me questions and giving me IOI's. I could tell both of the guys were perturbed. Unfortunately, I didn't have the courage or perhaps the practice to #close the girls. Eventually the guy who was working girls #2 and #3 AMOG'd me and took them to play pool on the other side of the bar. I probably could have winged him and taken #3, as his primary interest was in #2, but I honestly didn't want either of them that badly so decided to find a different venue.
That was a learning moment. But better results were to come just two days later, when I least expected....
Last Friday, I was teaching a seminar in my professional career. We had speakers and guests from various cities around the US at my office. Within my professional specialization in my company, I'm the only field person located in the DFW area. There were 3 women who work in marketing that were helping run the event. The spent the bulk of the day manning the reception table leading into the event. In my subjective opinion, their rankings were 9, 8, and 7.5.
The initial conversation played right into my hand. I had met both the 8 and 7.5 previously at a different events. While I had met the 9 in email and been on conference calls together, I had never met her in person and couldn't connect the face to her name. I began talking to the 7.5, and then the 8 said, "I remember you from a previous event...". Both were giving me IOI conversation, and I was completely ignoring the 9. Finally the 9 looked at my badge and said, "So, you're H3v3n! Nice to put a face to your name finally"...
Later in the afternoon, after I was done presenting and the event was winding down, I asked the girls when they were going back home to Seattle. When they said they weren't leaving until the next day, I replied "You should hang out with me in Ft. Worth! It's got a great night life." The truth is that many visitors from out of town only think of Dallas, and by inviting them to a "cool" place they haven't been to before drives their curiousity and interest. They said that they'd love to come. I then told them that after the seminar that I was going to work out at the gym , but afterwards could pick them up at their hotel. This worked perfectly as it gave me an opportunity to DHV, and allowed them to freshen up and get into their "night life" outfits.
As I went to pick them up from the hotel, I called the 9 and she said she be down in a minute, but that the 7.5 was running late. When she came down to the hotel lobby, I grew very nervous for the first time. The problem was that during the day when she was dressed for business, she looked more like an 8 to 8.5. Once she dressed for the evening, I could see how great her body was. Fortunately, I was able to quell my nerves and have some good small talk during the time we waited for the 7.5 to arrive.
The 7.5, 9, and I then went to downtown Ft. Worth and to Mi Cocina. Great place to impress the ladies, I must say. It's a very trendy place with very expensive drinks. The restaurant was filled with beautiful people. It was the perfect place to impress out-of-town guests. I know that some say that women don't respect a man who buys them drinks, but when all of you are on an expense account, it's a different story. I paid for the first round of $15 margaritas to begin the evening, and that was the last dime I spent. Before the evening was over, they had both paid about twice as much as I had.
At 11:00 the restaurant closed and I had to get the car out of valet, so we parked in a nearby garage and then went to the Fox and Hound. I love that place because it's a great bar, but it's not too smoky because of the high ceilings. By this time, the IOI's were flying between the 9 and I. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but I began to be more overt in my flirtations with 9. About 20 minutes into this venue, the 7.5 said that she'd take a cab back to the hotel, as she was tired. I told her that I would drive her home (to not do so would have alarmed the 9), but she refused saying that she could tell we were having a fun time and didn't want us to leave on her behalf. After one more refused offer to drive her home, she left in a cab.
The next thing I knew, it was 2:15 and the bar was closing. Our conversation had gone so smoothly, and we were really connecting. Conveniently, I was a bit too intoxicated to drive safely, so we hung out in my car for an hour after the bar. This, the 4th different venue of the evening, was when the physical intimacy began to escalate. We were isolated, we had bonded, she felt safe, and soon we were making out. An hour later, I suggested that I begin driving her back to her hotel. It was about 3 AM. 7 hours into the comfort-building process. It was time for the real test.
As I pulled up to the hotel, I caught that look on her face, as if she were trying to say, "I want you to take me to heaven in my bed!", but ASD would force her to ply LMR. So I offered a compromise. I said, "I've really enjoyed the evening, and I'm sad to have it end." We each knew this would be a ONS, as she was schedued to leave at 2:00 PM. I also knew that she definately wanted the stand. My compromise was "Let's go into your room and we can cuddle, with no expectations of sex." A few minutes later, we were cuddling and talking in her bed. A few more LMR gambits, some more push-pull on my end, and I was soon having the best sex of my life.
What is so amazing is that while much of what happened was due to my own personality and conversation skills, I know that I NEVER would have come so far in one evening without much of the teaching that "The Game" brought to me. Understanding the underlying social dynamics of the situation allowed me to be patient and not feel thwarted by the ASD and LMR that any beautiful woman with a head on her shoulders would employ. By the end of the evening, I had everything I could ask for... but it was about to get even better than I could possibly imagine!!
At about 8 AM, I said my fond goodbyes and went home. I hadn't had but token sleep, so when I got home I crashed in bed. At around 11:30, I got up and decided to send her a txt message to express how glad I was to have met her and thank her for the wonderful time. About 10 minutes later, I got a response from her that stunned me! Here it is, Verbatim:
"OMG. All flights r cancelled due to weather. We r not able to get out til tues. Possibly tom am. Ugh! On a happier note, enjoyed myself too last night!"
My response:
You are jokeing! Do you need a ride from the airport?
Reply:
"We never made it to airport. We r getting blow around right now trying to walk to store. (7.5) says you have to take us out tonight!
"
This was one of those moments when you have to slap yourself in the face to make sure you're not dreaming. I mean, I travel all the time, and I've never seen anything like this. Luck like this just doesn't happen to AFC's like me.
What followed was one of the best and most memorable weekend of my life. I've formed a great bond with this girl and we've been talking, txting, IM'ing every night since she went back home. (She did finally find a plane home on Monday).
The best part is that we're doing the professional seminars in two more cities in the US, and we both have plans to spend the time between events together. We'll be in Seattle for a week, then the weekend in NYC. I'll also be spending about one more week in Seattle on a different business matter at the end of March.
I REALLY like this girl. She's a few years older than I am, but she's got a wonderful personality, an amazing body, and she's absolutely delightful in bed. I'm not sure how things will end up, but regardless I've had an AMAZING experience with a woman that never would have come to pass without the principles of the PUA and some really amazing luck/karma/serendipity.
