| An HB8 in a restaurant asks me, "How about you chase me now?"
Amazing what a night of relaxed confidence can do for you. Read on if you have a minute.
Last week I went out with a local HB6 for some steak and beers. Nothing special, was using her as a pivot coz I honestly didn’t find her attractive. We grab our meals, shoot the shit, I tell her about what I do and I’m stifling a yawn…
HB6: “You’re quite laid back … my type of guy.”
Funny thing is, I was just chilling, not bothering to impress her with some witty lines or anything and I thought this is interesting. There I am just chilling and enjoying a woman’s company and she comes out with that. I make a mental note of it - disinterest escalates interest (as if we don’t all know this, right?)
We finish off our meal; head off to a nice restaurant. Some Serbian guy starts hitting on her. He says sorry to me … I tell him to knock himself out, “she’s not even my type.” He takes this to heart and goes balls forward. I let him do his thing but she’s not interested.
I strike up a conversation with a Norwegian dude who asks me if I’ve read The Game. Basically, this guy is only getting started but had opened the HB6 I was with, offered her to drink from his jug and a few encouraging signs. Came on too strong when he asked her to dance but good on him. Meanwhile, I spot a really nice-looking HB8 with a tattoo on her back. It’s in Hindi or something … I tell the Norwegian dude to go ask her what it means and run his hands on it when he needs to get "furhter details" on where she got it and where".
"Go!" I tell him.
He obeys, opens her ... Shit Test! He goes through, she laughs, he freezes. I jump right in and go: "Did he ask you where you got your tattoo?"
HB8: "How'd you know?" she laughs.
I laugh, then lean in ... "Don't look now but the guy at the end of the table is checking you out."
She looks and there's the HB6...she laughs and punches me playfully. I tell her I can't place her accent and she asks me to guess. I tell her,
"Are you a game show? I don't do guessing."
Norwegian guy is feeling left out so I turn to him, grab his shoulder and slap it lightly. I look at the girl,
ME: This guy wants to water his plants with your bath-water...
HB8 laughs, steps back and keeps laughing. I look at both of them like I'm selling life insurance or some shit. They realize they're being too stiff around each other.
ME: But she doesn't bath anyway, so sorry dude.
HB8 looks at me like I'm a turd ... then I smile ...
ME: "She takes showers...you guys have fun."
I walk away and HB8 wants to say something but I'm already talking to HB6 i came in with. We're talking and some girls walk in. I stare at them then pull HB6 to the dancefloor. We dance for a bit, I grind against her and she comes closer. I put my hands on her waist and we're having fun. I suddenly walk away and go to the balcony to get some fresh air. I'm enjoying the street lights when I turn and Norwegian Dude is telling me to come in and help him with HB8. I tell him I opened for him he must now take charge. He pulls another guy, shorter one and brings him to me.
Norwegian Dude: "This guy has also read The Game"
I say hi and shoot hte shit about sarging in KL, we laugh at the crowd being too focused on AMOGing itself to masturbation tonight. I tell him a little about the target-rich spots in the city and we exchange numbers so we can sarge one night.
"You seem so relaxed...why aren't talking to the girls?"
ME: "One of those nights, just feel like relaxing. No pressure..."
We head back in, I dance with HB8 for a minute, we talk a bit about football (she's a Germany fan) and I tell her Norwegian Dude is missing her. She refuses to go and I tell her, "If you don't go, I won't chase after you."
She seems a little confused then says, "How about you chase after me now?"
I laugh and tell her I'll talk to her later. I leave the club and HB6 has snagged a British guy and I politely say hi to him, they head off together and I go home.
Satisfied that I've had a great time out. I don't know, maybe it was just the dynamic of the night but I felt really good about being able to attract people to this calm spot in the middle of a pulsating club.
One lesson I learnt (as I'm sure everybody here has at some point) is that I'm more attractive to people when I'm focused on them and allowing them to be whatever they want to be.
Cheers
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