(Continued...)


Wounded, but still moving, Me and TheGillMachine got back on the grind. And wouldn't you know, low and behold ANOTHER two-set gets caught in my crosshairs: Two black girls, one with knockers (HBmelons!) and the other with the prettiest eyes I've ever seen. (HBeyes). Both girls, 8.5s tops.

Game on.

The duo were at a hand moisterizer kiosk and HBmelons! was getting her ladyfingers rubbed down with dead sea salt by "Sven" from Holland, when I came up behind them and waited impatiently.

After a moment I stuck my head in and said,
"Can you move it along here, I'm gonna be late for my nail appointment."
And being the typical, full-of-attitude, california black girls that they were, HBmelons! replied,
"No. What are you, gay?"
"No, I'm not. And thats half the reason I came over here."
They laugh.
I notice she's got a "Go Army" key chain; and me, being a former United States Marine, questioned,
"You thinking about joining the Army?"
"Yeah"
"You couldn't handle it"
"What!" she laughed.
"I said you couldn't handle it. What do you want to do in the Army anyway?"
"Well, I want to do something administrative, like at the Pentagon"
"What! A desk job? You're a softie"
"A softie?! What makes you so tough?"
I wip out my Military ID card.

It gets their attention.

"Thats probably fake"
"Fake? Wow. I'm insulted," I say jokingly. "You know what? I don't want talk to you anymore. I'm just talk to your friend over here. "And who might you be?"
(HBeyes) "I'm Sara" she says and we chat for a sec about how she got dragged out to the mall by her friend.

I decide now is the time to wip out the "Eye" Opener.

So, yet again, I abruptly asked, "Hey, could you just look into my eyes for a moment?". At first she just giggled and smiled, but after asking her again she complied.

Anything familiar?

So again I just gazed into her eyes; simply but playfully, and smiled. After a second, she got a little uncomfortable and asked,
"What are you doing?"
I simply replied, "Hold on... I'm not done yet."

a few moments later I said, "You know what? You have beautiful eyes, but..." I looked at her hair, "but you'd look better with your hair down"

It starts to rain IOIs.

(HBeyes)"You know... I was going to let it down earlier, but I was in a rush"
"You should've taken the time"
Her phone rings with a txt message and she starts to reply. I cut her off.

"Whoh, hold on. You're just going to ignore me like that?" I then say to her friend still getting her hands done, "How do you put up with her? She's very rude. I'm standing here trying to talk to her and she's txting!"
(HBmelons!) "She's my best friend"
"Who are you txting? Your boyfriend?"
(HBmelons!) "Yeah, she's txting her boyfiend, she's been at it all day"

Uh-Oh.

"Really?"
(HBeyes) "Yeah, he's been asking me a lot of stupid questions..."
"What, like 'Why is the sky blue?'" They laugh.
(HBeyes) "No. He's just being dumb"
"Well, can I ask you a few questions? And I assure you, all my questions are awsome"
(HBeyes) "Really?"

An IOI thunderstorm rumbles overhead...

"Yeah, when was the last ti-"
(HBmelons!) "Hey, we gotta go" she whispers

Shit!

"Hey, can't you see I'm talking here?" I joke.
(HBmelons!) "Sara, just give him your number so we can go" she said playfully.

Oh...

My...

GOD!

So she takes my phone, and inputs her info, smiles, and says
(HBeyes) "So I'll talk to you later?"
"We'll see" I said and walked off.

I then walked to a secluded area and thanked God for David DiAngelo and his AMAZING tips.

The Shit Works...


One more solemn step to Mastery.

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