| sarging a true HB10, saint tropez style playboy model
(and failing horribly!!!)
I was at some VIP party where supposedly only millionaires come. Found the hottest chick, a true 10, a blond playboy model type / saint tropez golddigger type, peroxide-blond, big silicone breasts, all dressed up in louis-vuitton and nice watch with rocks etc, 30 years old. (I am the same age). She looked like she was married to some rich guy at the party or otherwise hunting for one. Did mystery method on people in her sight (entertaining people, making them love me). Not only because she would see social proof of me, but also just to warm myself up, because I felt nervous already just thinking about talking to her... After a while I bumped into some girl that knew her and she was going to introduce her to me. She actually brought the girl to me 1-on-1 in a great non-interested way (and not in a way like i requested it), while I was seated and both of them just walked towards me. Great start of course.
I thought I didn't have "approach anxiety" anymore after sarging tons of girls, but fuck.... I felt "shaky" and "goo-y", like a big puddle of slime... Fuck! she was so hot!
Before i realised i actually got up from my chair immediately and shook her hand with a big smile like a silly boy.
Fuck!! Why the hell am I getting up from my chair for her and why the hell am I feeling like a silly shaky boy all of a sudden!!
I know everything to do it right, YET I'M FUCKING UP!
So I go back to my chair fast and try to correct and to act cool. I thought of acting C&F, but she was kind of nice and laid back to me, so I decided that it would be incongruent to act C&F all of a sudden and it was best to just to start a normal conversation and qualify her right of the start as some means to get things going (and to be able to act tough at the same time):
"Hello.. *shake hand** hello... Well i see that you are a very goodlooking girl (I couldnt pretend she was not and she probably saw my honest reaction anyway, so thats why i though i'd better just "emote" this to her in words as well), but there must be something wrong with you.
Maybe its just because my ex-es fucked me up... but I always immediately wonder what's wrong when i see a goodlooking girl.. There is always something wrong... Either you are a psycho or a.... or a ... or you just broke up with your boyfriend... Whats the problem you have?
She: I just broke up with my boyfriend....
Me: Ah... OK... at least thats the best of the bad things... unless the break up is because of one or more of the other bad things
She: uhm yeah.... And you , no GF?
Me: Nope (I should have made a C&F answer, but i was too nervous to think of one and there was also no "playfulness" in the air at this point)
She: Haha. Well then there must be something wrong with you too...
Me: No way... everything is just perfect the way it is... Being a man has its advantages...
She: well i guess thats right... *looks uninterested*
She: I want to drink something.. but the service is bad here...
Me: Yeah I know... Well... they have a bar too... If you're willing to wait for the drink...
She: yeah..
(this got kind of boring, and i didnt want to lower myself even further to go to the bar to get her a drink. so i decided to throw in a routine to get things going and to comfort myself, because when i do a routine, i get back into my succesful sarging mood because i did this many times)
Me: I know a game for this... the one who loses has to get the drinks from the bar (they were free anyway, but getting them is "waiting at the bar"-work)
She: I dont like those games
Me: Yeah sure you'll like it, its fun
She: hmmm dont think so
Me: All you have to do is lie 5 times in a row and then you win.
Me: If you tell the truth 1 time, then you lose
She: i'm not playing that at all.
Me: dont be so dismissive if i say its fun, its nothing special, just silly questions.. like: whats the color of my shirt...
She: green (lie)
Me: good, you got it, now 4 more simple questions to go...
Me: Are you a girl?
She: No
Me: Oh so you are a boy.. well am i a boy as well?
She: No
Me: ooo fuck how many questions did i already ask you?
She: 3
Me: Got you!!!
She: haha ok you got me, good one
She: I'll get drinks, what do you want
Me: Wine
She: OK... *and goes off*
*pfeww now i got back into my old mode...into my routines and feel a lot better and more calmed down *
Me: *waitress comes by with empty platter*, i approach the waitress: hey what good is an empty platter, we need wine...
Waitress: I can get it for you.
Me: OK get me wine
Me at HB: Hey you silly girl, i already got us drinks, you are too slow... couldnt you use your charm on the bar man? such a powerful appearance, but no personal power?
HB: hey dont start with your silly games... *and joins me*
*some HB9 comes by and kisses me on the cheek and acts like she wants me >>>So i guess now i retained my normal value after fucking up before....and also got rid of most om me nervousness now* (BTW i won the HB9 because i sat next to the SHB10 at this time, HB9 send me a text later that she wants me)
Me: Ok maybe my first game was a bit silly, but i know another game thats more deep... With that i can guess your personality...
Her: Hell stop please....
Me: No work with me, its fun... you have imagenation right? imagine a desert... and all of a sudden you see a cube... how big is it
She: BIG
Me: OK and what color is it
She: I'm not playing anymore.
Me: Hmm you are a tough one... I'm glad i haven't been your parents, because that must have been tough... Respect for you parents.. really they must have had a tough time... how did they cope with you
She: haha...
*some fluff talk and then too much silence / a pause *
She: but i dont know how to tell you this... I dont want to hurt your feelings...I'm just talking to you to make that guy over there jealous...
Me: Well doesnt he know that i am just your big brother and you are my adopted little sister? That doesnt work to make people jealous you know...
She: haha
GUY COME UP TO US: hey man, nice suit, nicely done... (in dismissive way)
me: thanks man... (even though i know he ment wrong) *and want to ignore him and go talk to her, but just dont know what to say*
GUY: *takes over conversation*
me: *stares/ thinks of a comback for a while and then...* EJECT! *haha*
fuck, i'm so good with some really hot ones nowadays, i got so so so much better than before my pua days... but now i fucked up like i was 14 years old!!
i know its all wrong, i shouldnt care less about any girl, no matter the lookss, but why the hell did i get so emotional and fuck things up like this... how do you guys deal with that?
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