I have now felt it to be the right time to update my bio. You will notice I am no longer going by the name of merch. I am utterly past the AFC/ PUA days. I have taken my game to a new level. The Coach is much more suiting.

I had a threesome with 2 identical twins. They wer SHB 10+ in my books. I bet in most of your books also. Ahhhh I wish I had gotten pictures.

I was with my friend Mike, just generally hanging around and having a good time, when two SHB's walked past. Well they strutted more than walked to be honest.

I was trying at the time to introduce him to the world of pickup. He was very skeptical, and told me to go sarge the twins. Obviously, I obliged.

I could see from the off that they were going to be a hard set. They seemed to be like best friends also. They were swatting guys away left right and centre. This was going to be the toughest set I had ever run.

First off, I knew I had to build social proof. To do this I ran a simple set with two HB 7's and got one on each arm, and took them right past the twins, without even glancing at them. I could feel their eyes scorching into the back of my head as I approached my friend. I told the girls to keep him company whilst I went to have fun.

I walked over to the twins, who were stood together with an obvious 360 degree bitch sheild. I walked slightly past them, and asked over my shoulder 'So tell me the truth.'

They replied 'What the hell?'

I continued...' 'You have come out dressed rather provocatively, and you obviously want attention, yet you seem to be resisting all the guys attention so far. Why is that?'

They went slightly red then shot at me 'What is it to you?'

I told them that my friend had been wanting to go over to see them for ages but didn't have the nerve.

For a moment, they looked rather guilty. I pressed on. 'You know, I think you guys are actually pretty nice people underneath.'

'Thanks- hey, what do you mean 'underneath'?'

Now, kid you not, my exact words were 'Well you HAVE dressed like arrogant sluts.'

They looked offended, however I knew they needed dirty negging.

I pulled them back with a light compliment of 'but I get a feeling you put that on. You must spend half of your time swatting guys away. I have a very good friend just like you guys.'

They looked more approachable now. I think I had softened them enough.

'So, which one of you is the oldest?'

The one on the left raised her hand.

'Yeah I can tell. You see, the oldest twin is always the easiest to read.'

'What the fuck?'

'Come here, I will show you. Have you ever heard of the psychological visualisation 'the cube'?

'No.'

'Let me show you.'


I took both of them to a nearby table and sat down, motioning one to sit either side of me. I was locked in.

I ran the cube on the eldest twin (I make her sound like a couger, they were only 17)

They seemed impressed.

I then ran the 'best friends test' on them, but swapped it for a twin version. They were both leaning in to me, touching their hair. IOI.

I then started to attempt (succesfully) to go kino. I was touching both of their arms, and pulling dryer lint out of one of their hairs. I can't remember which one.

We chatted a bit, and I teased them ruthlessly, showing unstoppable confidence and humour.

It was then that I realised that I never gave an FTC.

After 25 minutes, I told them that I had to get back to my friend, and walked off. Five steps away, I turned back.

'You know what, you two seem pretty fun. I believe that you do have something underneath the skin. Am I right?'

They both nodded. It was an IOI. My third one.

I got both of their phone numbers, and walked away with a smile on my face. It was harder than I can express through writing.

My friend had been left alone by the two girls, yet had watched me pull the twins. He was a convert.

For the lay report, visit that section.

As we were going to leave, to my great suprise, one of the twins ran up to me and kissed me. WOW. Great kisser.