So a quick introduction. I have been meeting and talking to girls since I was 4, always loved them, but have had trouble after a recent disaster. So, to get back on my feet, I've decided to take it to the top. This is my story. I am one month into Sarging and integrating my old skills with my new ones and moving into the next level of PUA.
Now, ladies and gentleman, for the story. This was my second Sarge in a two week space. The first was last week, where I went to a club to try out handwriting analysis and the number 7 ESP test, it went well. I got a smile from a HB 10 and a HB 8 was following me around after I pulled her away from her date. No number closes, no real attempts at any either, just getting warmed up.
Now the weekend begins. One of my ladies Mag, on thursday has a gathering of people for a Pyramid Marketing catchup, we have fun and she is a machine loaded with the letter F. For fun, For funky, For fucking... I arrive first to the meeting with some wine, I tune in quickly into her body language and try the first barrage of Negs. A good line I used while were talking, indicative of her taste in music, was "You're taste in music reminds me of a porridge. It's pretty sloppy, but tastes good". To which she shook her had and laughed. As the night progressed we fluff talked, I did some anchoring and elicited values... It was the first time I conciously tried to do so. We continued to laugh and had a ball overall. We kiss closed as she followed me out of her place. She has sweet lips and gorgeous face, although she is somewhat more mature than I, Mag has a playful character that is both tough and fun to be with. A strange contrast indeed. Let's just say our interaction was far more productive than the Pyramid Marketing meeting.
I got home and then started another day. This time it got to evening after work and a party was on the cards, I decided to bail, but not before seeing two other ladies of mine. Seb and Sab. Completely unrelated, with completely different personalities. Sab, she is the kind of girl who sends you messages with Sex implied in every way. She walks sexy, talks sexy and knows how to have a lot of fun. I love her to bits. So tonight was going to be a pleasent suprise. I first called to see where she was, then said goodbye. I decided to make a drop by visit, surprise I call it. I put on a deep voice and asked to speak to her on her apartment speaker. She buzzed me in, not knowing it was me. I adore the sight of women when they are delightfully suprised. There was a reluctant apprehension in her eyes before she realised who it was. Upon realising it was me, she bounced up in delight and ran to hug me. "You're so silly." She giggled in her somewhat raspy voice. Sabs voice has an ever present cute overtone. We talked for a while, I told her some jokes and we spoke of a few personal things. I borrowed her scarf. Although quite reluctant to part with it, she lent it to me for the weekend. Score! On the way down I talked to her about an opener I thought of a few days ago, it's the Racing Opinion opener:
Me: "So if you where sitting in a car with your boyfriend and you were at the lights. Another guy pulled up next to you."
Her: "Yeah..."
Me: "Then the guy parked next to you starts reving his car!"
Her:" Yeah..."
Me: "How would you feel about your boyfriend drag racing him off?"
Her: "No, that would be bad and dangerous!"
Me: "Really, so your against racing?"
Her: "No I think they should..."
She then makes a loud broom, brrrooom sound and takes off. She kisses me on the cheek and we say goodbye. Then I grab her hand and say. "Excuse me, I'll show you how to do that properly." I pull her close and our lips meet. We part. Around the corner lives Seb. They have met and have had some strange girl meet girl discussions. I never attempt to involve myself as I know what happens when you do, your brain explodes. So, instead I have let them talk and hopefully they will meet again.
So then I make my way to Sebs place to chill for a while. We talk and I play some game, Seb isn't a Kino girl like Sab, but her a greater inclination to spiritual development. So we discuss the points of self improvement and how discussion and exchange with people makes life far more pleasurable. We talk and laugh, I show her some of my fun pictures and tell her a few riddles. My favourite one so far is:
"What is a word everyone, pronounces incorrectly?". If you want the answer, PM me!
So Seb and I are about to head out the door and then she calls her friend Emily. So, another kitty kat. Seb is a fine woman, she is one of the more fun hippy girls I know. I have to say, I am not a big fan of hippies, but, they have their place and I tried to be one, but never really fit in. So next it was time to take Emily and Seb out for food. We hit the chapel street scene and I got myself a delightfully tasty Lamb schnitzel. After more fun and laughs, negging and fluff talk. I got my juggling balls out and played around. There were a few flowers around so I decided to throw them at Seb, she threw them back, but missed. So then it was the next goodbye, I was heading over to Spizs place to chill and help Ash with some music. Ok, got half way there. But at least Ash can now program his synths... Michelle walks in the door and hangs around, making comments about being scared. Spiz neggs the hell out of me and I vainly attempt to get him back. Saying how he will write a story about his exploits, that somewhat involve me and Ash. He is the master of chaos that man. I have learnt some great things off him. Especially on how to defend women from loud obnoxious and insulting men. Men that have no concept of how to be fun with women. I have seen the line where a man goes far too far with the idea of playing hard to get, it's negging without the cocky funny. Women love having their honour defended, so I definetly believe any posting regarding this is appropriate, in fact, I'll write up some advice later.
Then, next... I take Al and his mate to the party and hit home. Happy and relaxed with the progressing games. Well, before that I hit Pages and Crikey with some Diet Coke and Mentos Bombs!
So, Saturday I meet up with Ryan and his partner, along with Amz. Amz is a great fun girl, we talked and laughed about her puppet sock then moved on to more jokes. I learnt a new one.
"What do you call a wog (Australian term for East European) sky diving?"
"Condescending".
Amz had given me a Rose Quartz a while ago and I left it for a while. But I always promised to exchange with her, so I promised I'd leave her a suprise in her letter box. To which she replied she has no letterbox. So I told her I'd leave it in her electricty box. I wrote a letter with a heart shaped amethyst stuck to it. The letter simply stated:
"Your such a NUBE!". Nube, is newbie, but more fun. Since when the girl asks what it is. You simply say you can't here what she is saying and ask her why she is asking you what a "BOOB" is, or "LUBE". Then tell her your not interested in her crazy sexual fantasies. It works like a charm, a real magic charm. If your at least adept at acting, you can make a whole 4 hour conversation simply from the use of this word.
Then next, I got home and chilled out. Saturday night was going to be quiet. Though I had a quick chat with Miss P. A beautiful friend from Poland. I ended up getting drunk at home... It didn't end too well. But, it was fine in the morning. So next it was time to hit some work, I spent 4 hours coding to fix a silly bug then went to my dancing class. I met Alice, one of the teachers, cute, married with kids, but still somewhat happy to play with me. Rachel, my teacher was a bit more hesitant, although much younger, the fact she was teaching me Ramba and Cha-Cha didn't help me Sarge as I tried to play. Since my mind was pre-occupied with dancing, I didn't have much room to move and stuffed up the close badly when I thought I was cheated on the payment for the lesson.
So next I got home and called Sab, we laughed a bit while she cooked some dinner for one of her other friends. She, like me, enjoys playing. Next my friend Adrian calls me. A promoter for some Israeli trance parties, well we hooked up and caught a fashion show. Hot girls strutting their stuff. I started off with a group set, winning the first guy over, then leaving that set for another time while I approached a two set. I started off with a joke and then did some palmistry. I worked out the obstacle, a cute black haired girl somewhat younger. But I was dressed up and funked up, first night out completely sober in months. Not even a drop of Alcohol. The target, Emma, was talking to the girl in black. I read her hand, which was soft and delicate to touch. I told her how many children she was going to have. Quickly the second girl wanted to get involved. It was like a magic trick, the target just appeared, you know what I did to make this happen. I told the obstacle after the target kept on distracting her that the target "Seemed pretty keen". Then, the target was sitting next to me, waiting to have her palm read. So I read it. Then Adrian, my wing appears, he pulls out the camera. Perfect timing, I was running out of material. Must remember to take a camera everywhere. Well, I did the three pictures with a girl I had just been talking to for 10 minutes. After building Kino with her from the Palmistry I was able to put my arm around her without any hesitation. The obstacle was a 9 and the target was a 9.5.
We did three photos:
A happy photo!
A sad photo!
A photo of us sky diving!
Although it took some time, and a messy wing, the event was filled with laughs and success.
Unfortunately, before I could move forward, the swim wear section of the fashion show was about to take place. 20 delightful girls walked the stage, 9/9.5s and one or two 10s. After the swim wear walks, while I practiced my bar-tending cocktail skills the fashion show was over. It was an interesting experience, given how many beautiful girls lost, I was suprised that that two 9s one the show. I was touched by saddness at how some of the ladies expressed their disappointment on stage at not having won. I felt empathy for each and every one, a part of me wished I could make them all happy. My aim is to do so, until I find the one to make the most happy.
So, as the show finished I did another three set. First dancing the Cha-Cha with one of the girls then telling another one of the ladies I had a joke for her. To which she replied "Choke". I then replied, "Choke, wow, your getting into this quickly." She grinned and looked me in the eye. Their men approached and one smiled at me and Saluted. He was already connected well with the girls and AMOGed me, still working on that element. I ended up meeting the runner up girl. I was going to ask her what she actually won. But by the time I thought of it and braced myself, it was too late. Need to be quick and in the zone.
I approached the two set again and asked for a number, but got the "I have a boyfriend." I tried the, "I don't want to know about your problems." Line, but I really wasn't interested in meeting her again, given my current time consuming lifestyle and because I am still taking a lot of new ideas in. Finally as I left I completed that three set, but really wasn't that keen on taking things further in the club. So as I got to my car saying farewell to my wing, who was going to stay on further. A HB 8 walks past and I say hi, we talk for a while. I draw her some pictures and ask to guess what they are. I get a few laughs and tell her I'm studying psychology. I have to number close this one. So this is how it went:
Her: "I have a boyfriend"
Me: "I don't want to hear about your problems"
Her: Giggles, then rolls her eyes.
Me: I do some handwriting analysis.
Me: "So what do you think? Want to leave your phone number in?"
Then it hit me, it was as if I moved up to the next level. My voice deepened, I pulled back and it didn't matter anymore. That certainty that I could have her was there again. This was the first thing that came out of my mouth after that. That feeling of certainty was back, this time, far more powerful than the left time I had it when I met my last long-term relationship partner.
Me: "Look, I am just keen on real conversation"
Her: "Ok"
Me: "Also, if your boyfriend ever causes you grief, call me. Ok"
Her: Smilling, "Ok".
She quickly writes her number down.
I jump in my car and punch it, 7000 RPM, i-VTEC kicks in.
I get home at 3:00 AM and get up at 8 to get to work. Monday get reply from Kamila, she wants to meet Wednesday, I've been trying to meet her for a while now, however, given the successes and lessons of the weekend, it didn't matter, she started by asking if it is a date. To which I reply:
Me: "Date? U serious?"
Her: "I didn't say it was a date. I was just asking so that I knew we were on the same level".
Me: "I never said that you said it was a date. I just thought it was funny that you even entertained the though? We've only met once".
Her: "Lol, Ok Mr.SmartAss! I expect a sms from you tomorrow".
Not only does this game work, but it works far better than expected. Mel, a cute party girl contacted me twenty minutes later with heaps and heaps messages. To which I replied. Ok, I have to go, but some really cool stuff has happened that I have to tell you about later. Ciao.
Well, that was the second Sarging session ever. I had a blast, I really pushed it. I am expecting an interesting experience tomorrow at the social with dancing class. Now I have to hit jogging and the pool during the week. Plus do some solarium. I look forward to building it up.
Report out.
Peace!
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