| So, a little background:
I'm a fairly big guy. Around 220 and solid. My room mate is 260 and solid. He's a decent looking fella. He's also VERY intelligent. Definitely moreso than I, but I'm fairly intelligent also. So the only thing I really have on him is PUA material, tactics, and knowhow to outgame him. But it's a close race. Obviously, the women would naturally choose him over me, and he's got GOOD natural game. He pulls women consistently and is great at verbal escalation. Without any PUA knowhow and experience, I'd be a lost cause around him. So, what happens when an experienced natural goes against a studying PUA in field for the same girl?
We decided to check out the square in the city and get a coffee there (there's always christmas decorations and such this time of year). We immediately met a couple of girls there walking around, HB9 and HB6. I opened the set without question and my buddy just stood there at first.
Me: Let me ask you guys something... Would you ever date a bald guy?
HB6: You mean you? giggle
Me: Not necessarily, maybe Howie from deal or no deal?
HB9: Oh yeah, he's totally hot!
Me: (pull out my phone) Here's a pic of me with my hair, what do you think? (shows it to the hb6)
Buddy: He's an ugly little fuck, isn't he?
HB6: Eh... not bad.
HB9: (Reaches) Lemme see!
Me: God she is so grabby! Is she always like this? Haha.
HB6: Yeah, she wants it her way a lot of the time.
HB9: (looks at pic) You don't look that bad. I'm on the fence.
Buddy: Well I'm bald and I pull this shit off and I know it! (smiles)
HB9 and 6: (giggle)
Buddy: What? He's jealous because his head is weird shaped and mine's not!
Me: (Slaps him on the back) It's all good bro, my hair growth stays on my head. I'm not exactly wearing a sweater under my shirt like you. (smiles)
HB9 and 6: (Laughing)
So we all agree to get a coffee together. The girls go in first and sit down. My buddy immediately takes the seat next to the HB9, which worked out in my favor because it was kind of awkward to look over and talk to the HB6. So I started by asking the two of them where they worked, and progressed. When the HB6 asked my buddy about a question, I seized my opportunity to use the cube on the HB9. She loved it. A few minutes later, my buddy laid his arm around the HB9 and started talking quietly to her.
So I held convo with the 6 for a bit. Nice girl, but the game was on, and I was not about to let him walk away with the prize when I opened the set. Fuck that.
My buddy is good. He had managed to talk her into inviting us both over for drinks. We all drive to their house and start playing poker. But instead of chips or clothes, we played by betting a number of truths or all in (a dare). Kinda juvenile, but the girls ate it up. My buddy was being c & f. I was being stealthy. I kino'd the 9 a bunch and I think she sensed that we were both after her. But my negs had the effect I wanted. The problem was he was taking advantage of it. Every time I negged her, my buddy would jump on it and kino her, saying something like, "Aww, he's an asshole, don't listen to what he says."
Around 3 AM, we deal out one more hand. I have a 10-K suited. Before the flop, I say all in. Everyone calls (for the dare). I win just by having the K high. around that time, my buddy says,
Buddy: All right, It's 3 am. I don't care where I'm sleeping, but I'm sleeping somewhere, so if you girls are gonna kick us out, tell me now.
Me: Not so fast, all of you owe me a dare.
HB6 and 9: Yeah, tell us what the dare is first.
Me: Ok. (points at buddy and HB6) You two disappear into the laundry room for 2 minutes, whatever happens... happens. (Grins)
HB6: (stands up and smiles)
Buddy: (Fake laughs) All right, let's do this...
(Both leave into the laundry room)
HB9: So what's my dare.
Me: depends, are you a good kisser?
HB9: (Smiles and kisses me on the cheek)
Me: (Turns face, kino's back of her neck and k-closes, sensually.)
She actually unbuttoned my shirt a few buttons. After the 2 minutes, actually it was more like 7, my buddy and the 6 return to the room with us still making out. At that point, my buddy knows he has lost the HB9 and suddenly remembers he has to work in the morning. I felt bad for the HB6, but it made my buddy look like the asshole because I isolated them together. The HB9 sent me a text as he was getting his coat on that read, "If it matters, you aren't getting laid tonight... you can leave if that makes a difference." I let my buddy go home without me.
Now the game was too easy, with no AMOG room mate to counter my game. I was in her bed wearing only my jeans. She had on short shorts and a spaghetti strap. We sat there and talked for about 20 minutes. I used a couple of DHV stories, and 5 lies. By the time I got around to 5 lies game, the sexual tension was already building, and we bet a "sexual favor." I won. The rest is explicit.
This was the toughest night of gaming I've had, and I feel on top of the world. My room mate is cool with it, because he ended up calling one of his other girls at 3 am and he got laid anyway. If it weren't for PUA's and this community sharing experiences and knowledge, I wouldn't have had a snowball's chance in hell of getting this girl, and she was totally worth the effort. I would just like to thank all of you that are reading this, and for anyone who is still early in the transformation, things like this will happen to you, so don't give up! Also, I would like to credit the bald opener to PUA Filthyhat.
Thanks for reading,
-Ruggedized
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Need to start learning how to beat them, I can't game at all with them around!
