So a new fetish club (bdsm industrial goth ropes knife play etc) has opened up in my town and I decided to hit it up and meet the folks there. I am pretty well acquainted with the bdsm scene in my town so I knew a few folks but not many. I decided to take this time to practice my game on different groups of people, guys and gals alike. The following is a few situations I ran into and how things were handled.

Number one, how I dressed:
As you may know, fetish clubs normally have people dressed in black leather, bdsm outfits, etc, I wore a pair of brown italian shoes, a pair of blue jeans, a blue tshirt with a suede overshirt and some necklaces, I DID NOT DRESS GOTH. I stress this as I purposely dressed outside of what everyone else was wearing, I had quite a few compliments on my attire from the ladies, it was a constant theme throughout the night, I will not go into any detail further in the field report, but will say that looking different really did help.

now for the rest:

I first met up with some friends and we had a couple of drinks and just got comfortable. I used this time to show my lack of a need for any more social interaction and had fun with friends and got comfortable. After a time, I decided to mingle and walked up to my first 3 set. Two men, one woman, an HB7. One man has his arm around HB7 and the other is just joking with her. She is wearing a leopard print coat, and I use the David Angelo thing of finding something you find interesting and commenting on it. I thought the coat was pretty and the conversation went as follows.

practice: Hey there, that's a mighty interesting coat, where did you get it?
HB7 : (begins to speak)
GWACBHB7 (guy with arm cockblocking HB7) : we killed a leopard in africa
HB7:(rolls eyes)
practice : ah that's interesting, do you always hunt in africa?
GWACBHB7: haha yeah cause the africans can't do it
BTNT (buddy next to them): yeah man it's awesome
practice (to BTNT): so, what's your name?
BTNT: Darrin
practice: so what you up to man? enjoying the new club, I see lots of beautiful women here . . .
BTNT: yeah man it's sweet
GWACBHB7: dude, this place is tits!
practice (to HB7): so are you like the leader of this little group?
HB7: yeah, I brought all these assholes here, their all just my friends. . .
practice : I see, well I got to get back to my friends, maybe I'll see you later

I then headed out and began talking to a few other sets, just getting to know people.

I befriended BTNT a few minutes later talking about cars. This also got him to introduce some other friends of hers and in a few minutes we were all good friends.

In the meantime I met a couple of married couples and brought them into the conversation, bringing my group to a total of 7 people. I then excused myself with them all knowing who I was and hit the line for the bathroom.

During the bathroom line, I talked up a HB9 and a HB8 and we were exchanging a few IOIs, nothing serious, just flirting and having fun. Joking about the 'gotta pee' bathroom dance and all that. Also during this time two very hot lesbians were practically eating eachother out, which would have been nice had I not needed to urinate so badly . . .

Once I hit the bathroom, I headed to the bartender, I spent my 2 minutes with her giving her a small joke, and then scurrying off, letting her remember the joke and my name.

Then HP7 comes up and asks me how to fill out the song request sheet. I walk up and educate her, although its obvious she knows how, I then bail on her and meet up with my original friends and we talk shop, pickup, drugs, movies, etc.

So I go out for a bit and hit the bartender again, now I have her name and she knows mine. It's a good start. I like to get the bartenders knowing me, shes an HB6, but they have uses. As I'm walking away, HB7 comes up to me and says she's hot and needs to go outside.

I go outside with her and have a conversation, during the conversation, her friends show up and start to get obonxious and smother her. At this point I have an HB8 and an HB9 to attend to so head to them. I talk to them as they are half naked rubbing on a couple of guys in a 'cool out room' and we just have small talk etc. This goes well, they all now know my name, respect that I'm open minded and give me hugs and kisses as I leave.

The clubs starting to wind down and I'm about to head out. I'm invited to bounce with the couple that is married and I decide that's opportune. I say my goodbyes to the HB8, HB9, HB6 and HB7, all of whom really want to talk more, but since I have other plans will have to wait until next week. . .

I head out to the bounce, a waffle house! We sit back, I have a cup of coffee and get to know some new friends. . .

No # close, no kiss close, no F close, just met some really good people, used the power of a couple of good openers and some common conversation as well as a bit of NLP to see what type of people I was talking to, and made some possible future friends that could develop into great social value in the coming weeks.

I've set the ground work for deeper conversations next week and we'll see how things go in the future. . .

I hope this helps some people see that pickup is an art, and laying the ground work at a new place is important. Never overstay your welcome, and leave them wanting more, don't go try hard, just be yourself and throw in some fun anectdotes you've practiced once in a while and above all, be calm and collected. Remember, it's your house, give everyone a little bit of you but not enough to be bored of you.

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