| Hey guys, I'd like to formally introduce myself as Eric. I consider myself first and foremost a MGTOW/Conservative Red Piller who dabbles in P.U.A. for the use of searching for the NAWALT, and the occasional hookup. As of now I'm 19 years of age. I actually first started dabbling in P.U.A. when I was about 13. My hormones were fresh and I was sick of rejection. So, I went online and took to looking up ways to get my crush. That's where I stumbled upon the M3 method and other techniques. I got light results, and most of those results I didn't not understand, but I liked it. From then on, I resorted to taking the concepts presented and making them apart of me. Other than that I'm a professional Chicago musician, and an avid bike rider. That being said, I'd like to share a story with you guys. It's a story of me in my beta days, and the lessons I've learned. Most of the lessons you all are most likely aware of, even as newbies, but I'd like you guys to contribute your thoughts as to other things I should have learned that I might have missed. This is also a potential article for younger betas so they won't suffer like me.
Escapades and Adventures: Signs. . .Signs Everywhere!
Rain(a)-y Day Pt.1 -3
Part 1: At this point in time I am a sophomore in high school while she is a college freshman. She was a beautiful African American about 5’5, athletic skinny build (A skinny Serene Williams without the muscles)but still feminine, a dancer, lush thick lips, amazing tight fluffy backside, and the exact mentality of, “I’m a child. I act like a child. I literally like acting and talking in a child’s voice to seem more innocent and attractive. This also voids me of all responsibility so please take me and have your way.” It started out simple. Knowing forthright that she had a boyfriend, she chose to come to my house anyway.
With both her mother’s and my father’s permission, we hung out in the early hours of night. A light endeavor, I ventured to make my attraction for her fully known. After hot and dry periods of attempting to get a kiss from her, only to be met with rejection by the cheek, I was finally met with a returned kiss accompanied by a look of utter disappointment. From then on all, other attempts were met with facial expressions of stop being thirsty and flow. Of course, being in my beta state I couldn’t see this. A fun night indeed, but a failure in goal.
Part 2: Days later, we texted back and forth, until I was finally granted the opportunity of coming to her house to hang out for a bit. With that said I hurried out the door, and walked ten minutes to get to her house. Once at the door, I rung. I was nervous, anxious, and ever planning, yet completely unknowledgeable. She answered the door, and too my surprise and hormonal shock, she was wearing next to nothing. A pair of pajama styled short shorts and a tank top to match met my eyes.
I stepped inside. Led into her brother’s room, none in the house but we, she popped in C.O.D. and began to play the game. I then attempted to cuddle, laying down in her lap. I was met with no resistance to my advances, but I could tell she was bored and irritated at my inexperience. I knew her brother would be home soon, yet I, with all the opportunity in the world, did nothing. And once her brother arrived her parents did soon after. It was at this point I was told to take my leave. Later it hit me that I had been snuck inside. Sigh. . .
Part 3: A few weeks later, I received a random call from her to come and hang out. Excited, I knew she had a boyfriend, but that she still felt minor attraction to me. So, I accepted her invitation immediately, seeing this as my final opportunity to woo the girl of my dreams. She arrived at my friend’s house from which she lived five minutes away from, two minutes later, and picked me up. We drove off. It was a very awkward introduction. Stop sign after stop sign, I was starting to realize she had no sense of direction, and that I was picked up on a mere whim. However my beta mind was not yet aware of the concept of the male harem. I cannot recall whether it was I or she who suggested getting food, but regardless, we stopped at a little gyro joint for the commoners of the ghetto.
Once inside, I thought that by asserting my wallet, paying for both meals, that this would win me brownie points. . . She teased me asking if I had enough money to pay and I kept assuring her with her smug smile and light giggles. It was after this that we finally decided to go to back to her house. Motivated as ever, we headed directly through the kitchen to her room. We sat and talked. My voice crackled as the conversation went silent. I had no words for her. A was failing. After some fifteen minutes she finally decided to pull out her phone and began texting. Who it is, I had no knowledge. Five minutes later, I was surprised to hear the doorbell ring. Hoping it wasn’t some beta cock blocker, I asked her if I should answer it. She shrugged and got the door. What happened next solidified my betatization permanently. Arriving back in her room shadowing right behind her, myself still on the bed, was her boyfriend.
He came in the room, looked at me like I was nothing but a mere child, and sat down next her smiling, both of their backs to me. Needless to say, they had a ten minute conversation about all the fun things they were going to do together, of which I was granted no room for entry. Upset, I asked if I should leave. She responded, “You can if you want to.” I was then offered a ride home by the both of them. And attempting to maintain what little pride I had left, I calmly got my shoes on, and walked home bewildered, embarrassed, confused, defeated, and a shell of my former self.
The Lesson:
1. Timidity will be the death of you as a man. Dominance, confidence, and no second guessing will get you where you want to go.
2. A lack of initiative and proper framing from you as a man will lead to resentment in the female. And at the end of the day, Mr. Alpha will come knocking on the door, and you will watch helplessly as he slings her over his shoulder like a caveman, and does his thing. She wants it just as bad as you do. But you need to be able to properly, and swiftly, bring it out of her.
3. While no means no, and yes means yes, her body language holds the most important wording of all (I must emphasize that no does not always mean no, but yes does always mean yes. However, do not be a rapist, for words and body language together are the biggest communicator.) “I don’t know”, means to both tread with caution and to reframe in such a way where you both know that the consent is clear. Pushing straight through an “I Don’t Know” will come as pressure to her, start to feel rapy, and will most likely push your game back by ten steps. You will be perceived as thirsty, creepy, and the like. She has to think it’s her idea.
Her allowance of your progression, along with what is clearly perceived as positive reception, depending frame contributions on both ends, is more likely than not, a cry for you to escalate. In the face of the word no, it is critical to proceed with caution. No, means look at her tone, as well as body language. And then, Proceed With Caution! If you are truly socially intelligent, you will know. A misread of the situation can lead false rape allegations.
4. Take the bait, when it is present! You are never assured another opportunity to get fed. Never! Take The Bait! More often than not, you will look back on that missed opportunity with bitterness, anger, or regret. Do not let your indecisiveness, emotional state, or otherwise, interrupt your frame or behavior.
5. Do not lead with your wallet, ever! Her goal is already to turn you into a beta male provider, but for goodness sake my brother, Do Not Hand the provision to her on one knee. Make her earn it, and no that is not through sexuality or good behavior. These things are already the standard. What you do and push for is the standard. If she doesn’t reciprocate or is very hesitant to, walk away. Just walk. Girls are genetically designed to take without obligation to return. It’s just biology. Do not be a resource. A girl who can fight her biology, is very well a possible prospect for a future with.
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