| Nugz had to leave early so I met back up with my other 2 buddies. I decided we should give the “picture opener” a shot because my buddy’s cell phone looks just like a camera. We sat down and I noticed these two beautiful blondes – HB8 and HB9 – talking to the Club Photographer, he was taking their picture and he was trying his hardest to pick them up. I walked over just as the HB9 (my target) was trying to walk away from the Photographer and asked her to take a picture of me and my friends. She walked over to where my other two friends were sitting and I handed her the camera. I negged her by asking her if she knew how to use it. She laughed and hit me on the shoulder. Me and my buddies all got in close and she took a picture of us. It came out blurry so I negged her again for pretending like she knew how to use the camera and that all she needed to do was ask and I’d show her. So I showed her how to use the camera and she took a second picture. It came out perfectly and I thanked her.
Her friend (HB8) was still preoccupied with the Photographer but they had come closer to where we were, her friend was looking out for her. She sat down beside me and I asked her how she knew her friend. She told me they’d been friends for five years and she started telling me about her friend. I interrupted her and told her to give me her hands, she looked at me quite taken back by the request and complied. She placed her hands on top of mine and I lowered my hands, she followed. I began explaining the compliance test to her. She then asked me how many other girls I used this on that night. I took it as a compliment and a shit test so I told her I’m pretty sure I already did it to her friend and she was madly in love with me.
The photographer came over and said he wanted to take another picture of her, she must have been his target to begin with. The girls switched seats, so now I had the HB8 sitting in front of me and the HB9 was with the photographer. I don’t know why but at this moment I decided I would switch targets and not let the HB8 get up from her seat if the photographer asked. I had to keep her locked in. She immediately initiated conversation with me, I took this as an IOI. She asked me to show her what I was showing her friend, I assumed she must have been watching me the entire time. These girls were good, they looked out for each other. Since I decided to switch targets and I had already gotten several IOIs from this girl I decided to move into A3 and I told her that I wouldn’t show her what I showed her friend but I had something better to show her. I began the visualization exercise on page 65 of The Game. It was loud as hell in there and I told her it would be especially amazing if we could successfully complete this in such a chaotic setting. We began the exercise. I told her to close her eyes. Remember the last time you felt happiness or pleasure. Word for word out of the book. Where in your body are those feelings? She pointed at her chest. I couldn’t believe it. How good does it feel on a scale of 1 to 10? She smiled with her eyes closed and said 9. Now focus on this feeling, notice you can see a colour flowing from this feeling. What is that colour? She says green. And then like an accident on the highway the Photographer comes over with the HB9 and grabs my target by her arm, ruining the exercise and I was beginning to think my chances. “He wants to take another one of the two of us, last one he promises.” The HB9 says while holding my target’s arm but looking at me. She stands up and looks at me with those sad disappointing eyes that caring people get before they’re about to deliver bad news, I’m expecting rejection. My head started racing because I couldn’t believe I got so far, yet it was going to come to this. “Cool. I gotta get back to my friends anyways I shouldn’t have even stayed this long,” I say to the HB9. My target grabbed my arm and tried to pull me close to her, I stood there, stared at her and turned to walk away. “No, No, No. Please don’t go! I want to finish. It’ll only take a minute,” She blurts out. Her friend stares at me stunned like I was a witch doctor and I had just placed a curse on her friend. Her friend was clearly acting out of character. “Hey, I gotta get back to my friends but maybe if you’re lucky and you see me again tonight we’ll finish,” I say while looking at my cell phone for the time. “I can give you my number and you can call me in a few minutes!” She suddenly concocts this plan in her head. I stare at her reluctantly and wait a beat. I pull out my phone and hand it to her. “Put it in here.” She smiles and begins typing away on my phone.
I look for the HB9 and the Photographer and they’re both off to the side near the bar talking. So I sit back down, hoping that my target – who’s name I now know is Voula – won’t remember that I said I had to get back to my friends. She sits back down, smiling at me like when you hand a little kid that one more cookie you told him he couldn’t have. Her friend comes over and joins us, the Photographer nowhere to be seen. “Do me too!” She says. I smile slyly at her and respond, “All you women want is sex, eh? I won’t be doing either of you tonight.” They giggle and look at each other. I begin searching for my friends from earlier hoping that one of them will introduce himself and be a good wing. I needed to get rid of the HB9 so I could spend more time with Voula, alone.
Unfortunately no one came to my rescue. So I started to poop a little bit, but just a little. I was beginning to feel so comfortable with these two that I needed to pull back a little bit to create some more tension. Two steps forward, one step back. I did the best friend’s test. They passed. They both told me how I was the most interesting guy they met all night. It was 2:52am, I took that as a damn good compliment. I told them both that I had to go and that I’ve spent too much time with them already but that I would finish the visualization exercise with them and get back to my friends. So again I began.
Remember the last time you felt happiness or pleasure. They both closed their eyes. I had two beautiful women focusing on my every word in a club so loud I could barely hear myself speaking. I left out the second part – Where in your body are those feelings? – I think it may have been out of nervousness of now having to calibrate this exercise, being my first time using it, which was originally intended for one person, to these two gorgeous girls. How good does it feel on a scale of 1 to 10? I place my hand on the HB9’s nose and I tell them not to speak if I am touching them. Something I came up with in the moment. Voula smiles and she repeats exactly from before, “9.” I place my other hand on Voula’s nose and remove it from HB9’s nose and she smiles as if she knows what’s going on and says, “6.” I assume she’s trying to mess with me. Now focus on this feeling, notice you can see a colour flowing from this feeling. What is that colour? Voula speaks first as I hold my hand on the HB9’s nose, “Yellow.” The colour changed? What happened? I didn’t know what to make of it in the moment, I assumed I was probably reading too much into it. “Pink,” says the HB9. At this moment I was glad I switched targets. Girls who like pink drive me nuts.
I ran a breathing exercise with them to relax them, different from the one in the book but one we use in the army to calm ourselves when our adrenaline takes control. It's known as Tactical or Combat Breathing as Lt. Col. Dave Grossman writes about it in his book On Combat. I can see all their tension leave their bodies. It’s almost magical. I ask again how they’re now feeling on a scale of 1 to 10. Voula tells me it’s a 10, HB9 again smiles and says 6. I take this as a challenge. I then continue with the exercise straight out of the book and have them place their colour into a small pea and place it in my hand. With their eyes closed this was rather funny because they had no idea where my hands were in proximity to them. So the HB9 opened her eyes, I immediately told her to close them and she listened. I was a momentary magician. I explained that I was going to place my hand on their knees (a sleazy way of giving kino but it worked well) and that they will then place the pea in my hand. They did so. I had them both lift their arms and I began tracing my hand along their hand, to their wrists all while explaining how the colour would affect them. As I came to the inside of the elbow I gently slowed down and made a circle. These are those famous erogenous zones you’ve read so much about but may doubt their ability to arouse. I watched their faces as I continued to move along their arms passed their shoulders and to their faces. I removed my hands and asked them how they felt. “Amazing!” Voula screamed. “Holy shit,” the HB9 said, “That was great.” I tell them to both open their eyes and they do it so slowly as if they wanted me to give them a reason to keep them closed. I stand up and tell them I’ve got to go, and at this point I notice my friends standing near a wall watching me. I don’t know if I just felt so powerful at that moment but they couldn’t look any more AFC. They both tell me how much they want me to stay and they grab on to my arms. I want to stay, perhaps to kiss close. I take a quick second to consider bouncing to another location but I don’t know of any places at downtown Toronto that’s open at 3am and is quite enough to have great conversation. So I left. I walked directly passed my buddies and they followed behind me. I didn’t even glance back. “Dude, what the fuck did you say to them?” J-Cord asks me. “Why?” I reply. “When you walked away they just stared at you with huge smiles on their faces.” I looked up at him and put out my hand. “High five buddy.”
I don't think this was extremely successful and I probably could have done a lot better. That's why I decided to post it here. I'd love a lot of criticism on everyone's part to better my game. I'd also like to know if you think I used way too many games and tests. I'm wondering whether I can off as entertainment for the night or whether they were actually attracted.
I also realize I used a lot of people's material here so I'd like to give them recognition. I don't entirely know who came up with every piece I used but the main people I have studied are the David Deangelo series, Mystery and Style and everything they've said has been plenty inspirational. Thanks guys.
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