wasup im Chief and i began my enlightenment with Double Your Dating by DeAngelo back in 2003 and I've been reading other stuff and I teach a lot of people nowadays.
POST EDIT: This is now my secret FR/LR journal 
FR
on Jul 29, 2007
A bunch of us went sarging earlier tonight.
I number closed a chick who worked at Pizza My Heart like this:
1. Relaxation - she was already used to talking to customers so opening her was as easy as ordering a slice of pizza.
2. Attraction - She messed up telling me the price by saying 2-something but quickly corrected herself by saying the right price, three-seventy-five or something like that. I caught her and busted her balls for it by smiling, looking her straight in the eyes and teasing her. I got IOI's - she kept making and breaking eye contact after i sat down.
3. Trust - When she messed up the price I was like "Oh no don't worry i'll take the 2-something price" and she responded laughing at herself for her mistake and said "oh no i can't do that." I said "come on I'm a musician; I have no money" (I sparked trust by telling her something about myself) She reciprocated and told me that she was a poet.
4. Kino - So, she said "Well I'm a poet! yay poor people!" *high five*
5. Connection - We chatted a bit but I didn't build the connection THAT much. We connected in the way that we were both disciples of the liberal arts and both lacking money. I had her tell me more about herself and she told me that she's been having a dry spell with her poetry lately. I tell her "Hey, I'll help you out. I have to go with my friends now, though. What's your number?"
Number-close.
FR
on Nov 2, 2007
Yay for makeouts =)
This success story of mine is a combo of day game and night game. This all happened during the night tonight, but there were day game elements.
There's a girl, N, and I knew was involved with a friend of mine named Matthew. A group of us, plus the girl (the only girl there), were hanging out outside the University Center. Blacktop and I were talking about N to the side, noticing that she was being very playful and flirtacious with all of us guys. Matthew showed up and, following bros before hos, I asked him if he was exclusive with her. He mentioned that they broke up and so things were fair game. After making sure that I had his approval, I started playing around with her more while maintaining a stronger frame of leadership with her and the whole group. After mucho kino and false takeaways, we all headed to a frat party, with me leading everyone there. On the way there I offered her my arm to walk there arm-in-arm, which of course made me look good. N and I were dancing, which happens to be one of the best and most fun forms of kino. We ended up against the wall and I went in for the kiss and we started making out. There were plenty of cockblocking dude friends of mine approaching and "cheering me on," talking to us and such. I handled those situations by simply bouncing her to a different part of the room. While we were making out in a secluded corner of the room, there was some dialogue:
Chief: You're not looking for anything exclusive, are you? (managing expectations)
N: I'm not looking for anything.
C: That's what I like to hear.
N: Also meaning that this is as far as we're getting.
C: Fine by me; I don't plan that far ahead.
*more making out*
One of the guys who cockblocked did so quite effectively. He was like "CHIEF! YEAH DUDE SHE'S HOT. FUCK HER FOR ME, MAN!" That shot her Anti-Slut Defence (ASD) way up. Lance Mason from Pickup101 is right! Girls feel embarrased when their attraction is put on display, making them kinda REGRET their attraction for you. If I want to full-close her (which I really don't care if it happens or not), I'll time bridge and run more day game.
Oh, and I think I'll invite Matthew to the group. He said he "wasn't feeling too overjoyed" about me gaming N, but he complimented my game, saying "you work fast!" I felt sorry for the dude and taught him some material so he could find more chicks for himself. I asked him the 2 ethical questions and also asked if he's ever been in love (the new question of the interview process). He said no, but then I asked him if he's ever had a strong connection with a girl that he really cared about. He said yes to that.
lol i forgot to get her number. oops.
FR
on Jan 14, 2008
Social Circle Game
YEAHHHH NEW ORLEANS I LOVE THIS PLACE
I am writing this whilst drunky from drinky drinky!
Ok so earlier in the day these two girls opened me and later on tonight we all went to this party and i met their friend so we were partyin, 3 girls plus me, i got all their numbaz and they are all sophomores
SOCIAL PROOF UP THE ASS
I knew fucking everyone at the bar where the party was at - i knew most of the frat brothers (they hosted) and a shitload of girls i know givin me hugs so i looked major p-i-m-p in front of this lovely 3 set and now were like best friends =P
i was introducing them to a shitload of ppl and oh damn was my social value up the wazoo
BLACKTOP AND VAIN YOU GUYS MISSED OUT ON AN AWESOME PARTAY WITH FREE DRINKs - OPEN TAB
HIGH ENERGY
I was high energy the whole fuckin time and i wouldn't shut up - THEY ATE IT ALL UP and i negged them for all listening to me intently as if i were some kind of public speaker but HOORAY for IOIs from all of them
dayum theyre hot lol
OK so the other night i went bar hopping with a dude from the new orleans lair and he is an RSD junkie and he taught me this move where you spin around while entering a venue as if you were dancing
i did that at One Eyed Jacks and this HB8 immediately opened me with ooooh i like your style
i love this place.
LIFE IS MY BITCH, BABY!!!
cheer me on guys - im so gunna day 2 and close this ADORABLE brunette from the 3 set
im so gunna get a boss hangover. ugh. wee
FR
on Jan 25, 2008
Let me tell you guys a story...
a story where heroes were born...
a story where all the forces of nature combined to overcome any obstacle, even obstacles with the strength of captain planet...
a story where the black guy does not die...
Tonight was AWESOME.
Stormy (a guy from the New Orleans lair), Vain, and I strolled into One Eyed Jack's (a nightclub in New Orleans). The night started off really slowly. It got to be past 10:30 PM and hardly anyone was in the club; Stormy was getting quite impatient. Eventually he was all like "fuck this let's go" so we walked out. There in line waiting to get in were a few of Stormy's female friends. The energy shifted and - fortunately - we decided to stay.
We were out on the dance floor and I was trying to talk Vain out of his approach anxiety. I asked him...
Chief: Do you have a solid opener in mind?
Vain: Yeah, the tattoo one.
I turn to a 2 set to my left, open them with kino and a standard "hey guys."
Chief: Do either of you have tattoos?
2set: Nooo sorry
Chief: Hell, well do you have any friends or relatives with tattoos? (duh..who doesn't?)
2set: Yeah...
Chief: (turns back to Vain) Hey you should ask these girls! (to girls) hey he's got somethin to ask you guys.
I basically threw the set I opened upon him so he can get used to the sarging vibe. It seemed as though he started talking to just one of the girls, though. The hotter one moved closer to me as if to continue on some conversation, but I was just like "hey he could use your opinion too so check this out (leading her back to Vain and the obstacle)." Stormy did a VERY excellent job at winging Vain for this set. I'll let Vain tell the rest of this story.
Alright, so we were running dance floor game by just having a good time moving our bodies on the dance floor around a bunch of people. I opened a single set (cute blonde chick, approximately 25 yrs old). She was wearing this thing of purple feathers (hell i dunno what they call that shit) and I said "Where'd you steal that from?" (all in a playful tone of course!) and we exchanged some fluff conversation that I can't remember... I threw some negs and ran pretty good "natural game" as some may say, but I can't remember any of those details... I threw some playful negs and they were well recieved and we danced together very innocently.
Get this... she wasn't exactly a single set... I asked her "so where are all your friends?" She pointed to the corner where this big fat guy in a hat was standing (very nice man, actually) and said "I'm here with my friend's husband." So I do standard procedure of disarming the obstacle, doing takeaways, negging playfully, some kino, running game in general, etc. I did NOT want to kiss-close anyone tonight because I am sick. =( yeah so I didn't kiss-close anyone tonight...because I'm sick. =P
Oh man, that reminds me... a few years back I was practically subconsciously escalating with this chick pretty fast and I realized that our faces were VERY close together and I was like "wait...I'm not going to kiss you. I'm sick." She would not take no for an answer so we made out... The next morning she threw up. x_x Yeah so I know better now.
Anyways, back to One Eyed Jack's. I never got the Boyfriend Objection (I have a boyfriend) from this chick because I was running pretty decent game, but from her vibe and demeanor...her energy... I could tell she was either taken or involved with someone in some way. It's hard to describe how I can tell these kind of things, but I guess it's a feel you develop the longer you play this game. She was attracted to me, though. Solid.
Here's a little interesting bit... she asked me how old I was (IOI), to which I responded with the standard Mehow line, "how old do you think I am? Take a wild wild guess." She thought I was 25. I flashed her my "UNDERAGE" stamps on my hands and I was like "hey i got nothing to hide! I'm 18!" She thought I was lying and thought I was actually older. I think she realized I was telling the truth at some point, though haha.
Later on in the night she gets my attention to tell me, "Hey I think my friend is ready to go..." HUGE IOI - When a girl reinitiates contact with you to tell you that she's leaving when she has to... YEAAHHH that's a big one (according to Lovedrop). I didn't exactly catch this as an IOI at first because... well I don't know. I just didn't notice at first. The guy was over near the chair holding up a jacket and looking at the girl (who is near me in the middle of the dance floor), signaling her that it was time to leave. She was looking back at him just standing there signaling "one second please" and she just stood there looking at him as if she were waiting for something special to happen before they left. I knew what was going on. I initially didn't want to pursue anything with her, but I was like "bah what the hell, why not." I tugged a little bit of her hair lightly to get her attention and said "Hey let me get your number. You're a nice girl," to which she responded very compliantly. After I number-closed her, she FINALLY went over to her friend and they bounced.
It was pretty obvious to me that she was begging the other guy to give her a minute so that I would ask for her number before she left. I tested my prediction by getting her number, and my prediction was confirmed when she left right after. haha...aren't girls just freakin adorable?
FR
on Feb 10, 2008
I was at a frat party tonight. I'm pledging Sigma Chi, by the way.
This girl "M" came into this empty room where I was talking to Vain about beer or something i dunno. She sat down alone, looking kinda down. I sat down next to her and asked her what was up.
There was a little drama going on between her and some creepy guy at the party. I told her to follow me and we went outside in the backyard, completely empty, and I just started talking about how me and my friends back in cali would climb roofs and looked at the stars.
We talked a lot about a lot of topics we were genuinely passionate about and made a wonderful, beautiful connection. Her friend called her up asking where she was and she said "I'm talking to someone who understands my soul!" haha
For those moments we talked outside under the stars, things were so fucking real. Sure, I used a canned routine or two, but it just flowed naturally and most of our talking was heart to heart with no bullshit social masks.
I was cockblocked by her friends calling her back to the front of the house but I don't fucking care. That wonderful conversation was such a sweet exchange. I don't even care about the potential sex. It just felt so great talking to a sweet, passionate girl and connecting like that. I'm satisfied.
This is what I'm in this for.
Later: She rejected me lol
FR: The lesbian of 80's night
April 11, 2008
Nice title, huh?
I just got back from an awesome time on the dancefloor
There's this girl named A who works at a coffee shop that I number-closed a while back with swift and playful ease. I've been text gaming her a little, nothing too serious, and she's flaked out on me for a day 2 before. I wondered why, but whatever. ABUNDANCE MENTALITY
I invited her out tonight for 80s night at this club called One Eyed Jacks. It's held every Thursday night and it's always a blast. Very Happy
Vain (one of my PUA buddies) and I were chillin at the house, waiting on A and some other people to go. Midnight rolls around and we're ready. A and I were in her car and the rest of the people were in another.
On the way to the club, with A and I alone in her car, I go straight into a routine I literally came up with on the spot! It started with me negging her about the music she listened to. She said that she listened to Blood Brothers and I said, "oh, you're one of THOSE." Of course, she responds with pumped BT just begging me to tell her what I mean by calling her "one of those."
I immediately change the subject and multiple thread by saying, "I'll tell you exactly what I mean." I went straight into my Korean Goalkeeper DHV story, a totally unrelated topic, adding suspense and emotional expressiveness. There's even more BT with her whining and expressing frustration all the while with an ear to ear smile on her face.
It was hard to pump BT with this girl, btw. It's just her personality type. LSE combined with being kinda introverted.
I then ask her, "ok, tell me. If you were a book, what would the back cover say?" That's a standard question that I ask to a bunch of girls (I don't know why... it really doesn't do shit haha... but I like it anyway), but here's where the impromptu routine comes in.
Chief: I'm sure you remember a few years ago when you were applying to colleges and shit, right?
A: Yeah
Chief: It's total bullshit how you have to write up this one piece of paper with your name and some numbers just trying to impress somebody, but that's how most people choose to live their lives. I think it's just awesome when you find someone special who goes deeper and actually makes a book out of their lives instead of some sparkly BS resume meant to show only the surface.
Then, her phone rings. A male voice is on the other end. Apparently her friends are already at One Eyed Jacks and we get to meet them! She doesn't tell me who the male voice was, though.
Chief: Who was that?
A: My boyfriend.
OOOOOOOOOHHHHHH. Dammit. No wonder she flaked out on that day 2 before. Well, all hope is not lost, right? I run strawberry fields. Her fence is 2 feet high and she takes 2 strawberries. Cha-ching! Hope restored. Oh, and the fact that she has a boyfriend yet hasn't given me the boyfriend objection says that I've been doing juuuuust fine.
For the record, if I initially know the boyfriend and he's at least an acquaintance or friend of mine, I stay the fuck off the HB. Bros before hos.
Hope was restored, but I ended up not doing anything else with her for almost the rest of the night...
We get to the club and we meet her friends. Two guys, four other girls. I actually have met one of the guys before so we chat it up a bit, and the other guy was A's boyfriend. I got to know all the other girls there: C, J, K, and B. Good thing they all had names starting with different letters lol
Immediately, J is all like "That's Chief!" I just thought that this was some chick I've met before and happened to forget (it happens a lot), so I'm all like "Heyyy!" and I give her a hug. I was actually wrong. I've never met her before lol, but nothing was awkward because I held an unapologetic frame.
Chief: Wait, have we met before? Do I know you?
J: No, but I know you. A told me about you!
Sweet. This is a good thing. Immediately C introduces herself to me with pumped BT right off the bat, feeding from the energy of the fun environment/situation.
C: Do you dance???
Chief: Oh hell yeah. Why else would I be here?
C: (with more BT from my response) Let's go dance!
I take the lead by taking her hand and strolling out to the dancefloor. For the rest of the night at One Eyed Jacks, I forget all about A and work with C. A's bf was there, anyway. And, as much as I HATE to use the rating system, I just have to say that C was a fucking HB9 and probably a HB9.5 socially. Every fucking AFC Chode was just staring at me and her thinking, "wow that girl is HOT...how did that short Asian kid get to dance and grind with HER? Oh well, I'm just gunna hold my drink up to my chest and stand around like an insecure douchebag." Well, I can't read minds, but I bet I was pretty spot on there.
I get social proof up the ASS because I knew a SHIT TON of the people who were there at the club. Being social in general makes for a great investment for social proof and preselection, guys. C couldn't stop saying, "Wow you know EVERYONE!" Hooray for DHV
On the dancefloor:
C: This guy behind me is trying to grind up on me. Not gunna happen. You gotta keep all the creepy guys off of me, Chief! I'm a lesbian and I don't like ANY guys, but you're awesome!
...lesbian? Ok, I keep my cool and just take it as a shit test and I change NOTHING in my behavior. I just ESCALATE LIKE MAD
Chief: I guarantee you, you'll never meet ANYONE like me.
C: You'll never meet anyone like me.
Kino escalation on the dancefloor! Kino escalation on the dancefloor! Number-close on the dancefloor. Kino escalation on the dancefloor! Kino escalation on the dancefloor! Kino escalation on the dancefloor!
Yes, there was kino escalation on the dancefloor. I even run some cavemanning matador mayhem kinda shit by picking her up and spinning her around a few times. Kino compliance test after kino compliance test, I pump her BT through the roof and she is absolutely in BT heaven.
C: OMG Chief I LOVE you! (big big hug)
Chief: Don't be creeping me out now
I take her hand and I lead her out to the front bar. Time for a break from dancing. We talk about some stuff. I forgot the stuff I said, but I'm sure it was good
I run the cube. She says her horse is a HE and a normal brown horse, but kinda far away from everything else. I build suspense pump more BT by telling her what everything means except the horse.
Chief: Oh man haha that horse makes PERFECT sense. I'll tell you what that means later, though. Let's get back to dancing. (I stand up and walk toward the dancefloor)
C: (grabs my arm) Noooo you have to tell me what it means!
Chief: (I move closer to her. She accepts my proximity.) Well, the horse represents your ideal partner. Now, you mentioned that your horse is a HE, but you told me that you're a lesbian. This means that your ideal partner would be any normal guy, but you're just going through a phase in your life - for whatever reason, maybe something happened in the past - where you just don't want to have to deal with that shit.
C: OMG that's so true...
Cha-ching! At this point I'm telling myself that I can help her realize her bisexuality
Kino escalation on the dancefloor! Yeah, there's more. No makeout, though. I didn't try. That was probably a mistake. Oh well. ABUNDANCE MENTALITY
Eventually it gets too late and we must part ways. We ALL walk out of the venue. Vain, A, another friend of mine, and I planned on getting back in A's car, and the other group (the two guys, C, J, K, and B) planned on taking a taxi back.
I ALMOST got C to come with us instead but the obstacles pulled her to the cab. DAMMIT. She definitely looked like she wanted to come in our car. Oh well. I wasn't bummed out. I had a great time as it was!
I get back to running a little game on A while in the car ...I think... I didn't do much except for planting a seed for a day 2, but I was trying to use it as plausible deniability for a pull. I asked her if she was religious or spiritual and I started talking about Tarot cards. Good convo. I said that I wanted to read her Tarot reading with my deck and she got excited. However, when we got back to the dorms, she said she wanted the Tarot reading another time. No surprise. I practically ignored her completely at the venue.
I had a GREAT and FUN time, though. No complaints.
FR: Number-closed one of the hottest bartenders I know
May 7, 2008
Alright, so I was out tonight with Frigid, my fellow New Orleans lair leader, and we found ourselves at my favorite bar called The Dungeon. The place was pretty dead and it was already 2 AM. Well, what can you expect on a Tuesday night? I already know pretty much everyone who works there, and there was this one bartender (I shall call her "H") in particular that I haven't seen in a month. She works Tuesday nights and I usually go Friday nights. She's the hottest bartender who works at The Dungeon and just recently turned 21. I'm only 18, but these guys don't know that
Before we got to Dungeon, we were driving around, looking for parking, while getting ourselves in state by yelling THIS IS SPARTA out the window many times. We were having a jolly old time. By the time we got to The Dungeon, I was PUMPED and in state. The fact that the place was dead didn't bring me down - I still expressed all the silliness my personality could offer regardless. I greeted the Bouncer as usual and noticed "H" working behind the bar. I greeted her with a hearty hug, saying that I haven't seen her in FOREVER. I have only met her once before
So, Frigid and I are sitting at the bar, throwing back drinks. Well, he was drinking, but I was drinking water. I was already pretty drunk from drinking at other bars and I wanted to regain my sobriety.
Anyways, I was being pretty silly and dancing around in my seat to the hard-rockin' music they had playing on the jukebox. Since the place was pretty dead, the upstairs dance floor was closed. I gave a small complaint about how the upstairs was closed but I felt like dancing.
Chief: "H," I feel like dancing but the dance floor is closed! We're gonna dance. When are you getting off work? (I was making dance moves with my upper body while I said this)
H: Alright, 3 AM (she reciprocated some small dance moves to mirror me)
Frigid and I started talking to this guy who approached us, asking if we could help him meet women. I guess we just gave off an awesome PUA vibe
I took this opportunity to implement a little push/pull with "H" with a combination of eye contact and turning my back to her while talking to the dude about the PUA community.
Later on I start talking to "H" a little about where we could go after she gets off work. She tells me that she's actually going to get off at 4 AM when they close down and she and some other people (probably the other staff members) were going to get some food. "I'm coming with (smile)," I said. She complies with an OK.
I have some issues with the jukebox (the "4" button didn't work on the damn thing and it ate my money) and "H" keeps teasing me about it. "The jukebox doesn't like you." lol. I do some consistently silly antics such as spinning around in my chair while singing "You spin me right round baby right round like a record baby right round round round" and "H" comments that she's having fun watching me be a silly boy. lol. She called me a silly boy. I responded by calling her a "silly headband girl." Don't ask. I was just coming up with random shit spontaneously, yet all the while delivered charismatically.
While I was talking to Frigid (the other dude left earlier) with my back turned to "H," Frigid tells me, "she's taken."
Chief: What?
Frigid: She just kissed that guy on the lips.
Chief: ...so?
Frigid: That probably means she's taken.
Chief: lol I don't care. I'll still number-close her.
8-ball in the corner pocket. I called it.
Frigid tells me that he's beat and he's looking to head back home. He's my ride. I need to go with him. It's 3:40 AM and closing time is getting near. I get "H"'s attention and call her over with a "come here" signal with my finger. She rolls her eyes like the silly headband girl that she is and (seemingly) reluctantly comes over. I tell her, "Hey, my friend wants to head out so we unfortunately cannot join you for food." She responds with disappointment. Clear IOI. She was pretty good at hiding her interest in me up until that point, even though she was kinda flirting with me in her own way with her teases and fake signs of disinterest throughout the entire night.
Chief: But, hey, we're friends now. I'll hit you up later. (I then hand her my phone and she punches in her number. I call her phone so she has mine. The number is real.)
On our way out, I tell Frigid, "I told you I'd number-close her. I assumed the sale lol." He's actually impressed that I was able to do it even after he saw her kiss some other guy. By the way, I got her number right in front of the guy she kissed.
I was pretty proud of myself. I never really gamed a bartender before. I just made friends with them to establish social proof in bars.
LR: Persistence and Honesty
May 21, 2008
"Hey if i havnt said this already, thanks for tonight."
I just got this text from HBAllergies - she had some issues with her allergies today - that really put a smile on my face. "Leave her better than you found her," I thought to myself. Her text almost brought a tear to my eye.
I am involved in many various social circles. In the social circle she's in, she's heard MANY bad things about me. Apparently I'm this "player who manipulates and uses girls," and that a "smart girl" wouldn't fall for my "tricks." Anyone who actually understands my views and practice of pickup knows that this is not the case.
A few nights ago, I saw her while we were hanging out with some other friends. This had been the first time I had seen her in about a year. I never really got to know her, so I figured, hell, why not? She got more attractive since the last time I've seen her and I was interested. When she said she was going to head back home to go to bed, she greeted everyone goodbye with a hug. In our embrace, I asked her, "I have your number, right? Wait, no I don't." I number-closed her and arranged for a day 2, which went down earlier tonight. Here's how I arranged it. I called her a couple minutes after she had already left, but no answer. She calls me back a few seconds later.
HBAllergies: Hey did you just call?
Chief: What are you doing the day after tomorrow?
HBAllergies: I don't think I have anything pla -
Chief: (interrupting) Let's get lunch.
HBAllergirs: OK
*Click*
I ran into a scheduling conflict and rescheduled, over text message, for dinner instead of lunch. She complied.
I had a plan in my head: Meet her up at a coffee shop, bounce to a different location, get some form dinner somewhere at some time, bounce back to my place, hang out in the backyard for a little bit where we can sit and chill on the swing that I have, bounce to my room where music will already be playing, escalate, and see where it goes.
I meet her at a coffee shop. We get coffee. Dopamine increase, check. We bounce to a cafe where we grab some nice dinner and share a fancy bread pudding dish for dessert. Turns out that I know two of the waitresses there, and they're both attractive. Social proof, check. During all this time, I was on FIRE. I talked about a LOT of interesting things. I talked about New Orleans, college life, being a little kid at heart, living in the moment, letting go of ego, the bars and clubs in New Orleans, etc. You know, all the things I love to talk about with a fiery passion. I may have done some more, but I only remember running one canned routine the whole time: the cube. I fucking love the cube. Keeping Vin DiCarlo's Kino Escalation Ladder in mind, I did some Incidental Class 1 and a little Overt Class 1 kino during this time, but mostly just Incidental Class 1 kino.
Our dessert was supposed to have strawberries in it, but the cafe ran out of fresh strawberries, so we were strawberryless. I use this as plausible deniability to bounce back to my place, saying that we're craving strawberries and I may have some back at my place.
So, we're sitting on my swing back at my place, where I initiate some more Overt Class 1 and Incidental Class 2 kino while talking to her. I decide to get a little playful and swing the seat so far that it would lift up the whole swing a little, scaring HBAllergies. We then go inside to get some strawberries. There are actually some strawberries in my fridge. I didn't know I had strawberries lol.
We go into my room. Music is already playing. Yes, I left on my "mood" playlist for this entire time. I kino escalate a little and find out that she has never seen Don Juan DeMarco, my favorite movie. This will not do. I must show her Don Juan DeMarco. I put in on my laptop and we're cuddled up in my bed. You may think it was smooth sailing from there all the way to a "successful conquest," but THINK AGAIN! Curveball time. BRING IT ON! We end up in a tickle-fight somehow. While the madness was going full-Sparta, I lean in for the kiss-close.
Chief: Your allergies aren't contagious, right?
HBAllergies: I don't like you like that, dude. Sorry.
A newbie would have given up right then and there, but my experienced PUA intuition could sense something incongruent. I brush it off, lean back, and continue movie-watching and conversation as normal. Later on...
Chief: You're full of shit.
I lean in for the kiss-close, again. I get another rejection, but she didn't seem pissed or anything. If she were genuinely disinterested, she would have escalated her rejection toward a more negative emotion. I know Gunwitch says, "you never know fo sho, bro, until you make the ho say no," but her "no" wasn't very no-ish. I sensed a complete incongruency with what she was saying and everything else.
I persist and end up trying several more times, each time met with rejection until I broke through... but we ended up making out very passionately, half naked and dry-humping.
Before any of that hot stuff happened, however, here's what happened. Something was going on behind-the-scenes that I wasn't aware of, but my emotions were well-aware of some fishy business. I managed to squeeze out the truth in conversation with her. Before she came out to meet me at the coffee shop, she had been talking to J, one of my former pickup students who couldn't get ANYTHING I tried to teach him.
Let me tell you a little more about J. I provided him with several texts, and even the full Double Your Dating Advanced Series DVD program. He never went through ANY material in its entirety. He would read a couple pages, watch a half hour, and give up out of laziness. Working hard for any discipline apparently isn't his "style" (yes, he has severe ego issues), so he just ended up becoming a bitter wbAFC nice guy. This is actually a recurring problem with everything in his life. He's too unmotivated to go to school or work a job, so, at the age of 21, he lives with his parents and hangs out with any high schoolers he can manage to befriend. I thought I could help him, but you can only lead a horse to water.
J told her all about my PUA practice, but in a negative light, of course. He told her to "be careful." With this heuristic in mind, HBAllergies had planned right from the get-go to NOT end up doing anything to become another "notch" in my bedpost. Fortunately, she was mature enough to be willing see for herself without judging me based on my reputation, so she came out on the day 2.
Here's something funny. She told me that, before she even came out to the coffee shop to meet me, she predicted the entire plan all along. She saw it coming: the coffee shop, dinner at a small cafe-like place, going back to my place with some music and probably a movie, conveniently ending up on a bed, etc. All true. However, she had no idea what was about to happen...
Back to my bed. We talked about what J said and I dispell all of that unenlightened AFC bullshit with the complete truth. I tell her what pickup is REALLY about, and who I REALLY am as a pickup ARTIST. Basically, I talked about how it's really an art based on living in the moment. I told her my real reason for doing this shit: it wasn't to become some sort of selfish "player." My motivation is to help other guys who were once as horrible as I was with girls, and I told her all that. I told her a little bit about my past and how I was severly depressed from my lack of pickup knowledge/skill. I told her all about "leaving her better than you found her" to bring forth the real distinction between what I was, a PUA, and a "player" who manipulates women. I held nothing back and was completely honest with her. I even told her that I'd be on a date with a different girl the next day. I brought forth the truth of how she was actually really attracted to me, and now she had no reason to hold back. Time to live in the moment. Making out ensued.
We didn't have sex because she went through some shit this past weekend that she told me about during our deep rapport. I shall not discuss that here out of respect for her. She wanted it, but I could tell that she would have had some painful Buyer's Remorse. In the middle of our passionate make-outery, I paused and whispered in her ear something to the effect of, "we won't do anything that you will regret." We fooled around for a couple hours.
Now, I'm going to Asia later this week for 2 and a half weeks. I told her that I wanted to see her again after I got back, and I meant it. She took this like it was the best news in the world. As she was leaving:
Chief: I'll see you when I get back, alright?
HBAllergies: Promise?
Chief: Yes, do YOU promise?
HBAllergies: Yes!
She texts me a little while after, "Hey if i havnt said this already, thanks for tonight." We really hit it off, and in the best way possible.
And, guess what? Apparently J is jealous that I went out on a date with this girl. He was texting her the entire time while we were together, and I didn't even know. Of course, she didn't respond while we were fooling around in my bed. Later, after she left, I text her:
Chief: By the way, dont listen to anything J says about me
HBAllergies: Hah yea i wont. he totally thought the reason i didnt respond to his txts was because you hurt me. he really doesnt know you.
He shoots, he scores!
Let's see if HBReligious can keep up with the fun awesomeness on tomorrow's date. This should be interesting.
Later: HBReligious flaked so I day 3'd and full-closed HBAllergies effortlessly.
FR: I might as well have been talking to a plant.
May 30, 2008
This past Thursday night was my last night sarging in Seoul, South Korea for this summer. I was out with a family friend named Kyle, who isn't a PUA. He's just a normal guy. Not so much of a natural, but certainly not an AFC.
So we're running this 2-set of Korean girls (with very decent English-speaking abilities) and we Accomplishment Intro each other, building each other up like good men do. His target is actually this girl he's known for a while but has never bedded. Let's call her HBDanceMoves. She's got some sweetass dance moves. I mention that I'm a Psychology major to HBVeryShy and run the cube on her. I love shy girls. They're adorable.
There were several interruptions from other guys (talking to both me and her) and also one from HBDanceMoves while I was running the cube on her, but I was easily able to get back on track at will because she was so intrigued by the routine.
Apparently Kyle is one-itising HBDanceMoves at this point. He sees her giving her number to another guy and he flips out and verbally expresses his resentment to her. She and HBVeryShy leave the venue. HBDanceMoves is pissed as hell.
I go to the bathroom to take a piss and return to find no Kyle. He was actually still in the venue, just in the opposite side, but I step outside to check if he left. I ain't gonna let him ditch me like that! I haven't seen that dude in years before this night. Who else do I find outside but HBDanceMoves and HBVeryShy. They're moping around and being sad bunnies. I show some support to HBDanceMoves and inspire the two to come back inside the venue with me.
We get back in and we all start dancing because dancing is awesome. I run dancefloor game on both the girls because it's fun shit. My target, HBVeryShy isn't very kino-compliant because she's shy and not a very kinesthetic person (personality type). HBDanceMoves, however, has some DAMN fine dance moves and we grind and dance, grind and dance. I take her hand and twirl her around. I pick her up and spin her around. BT is all over the place. HBVeryShy is trying to dance. She gets an A for effort.
I notice Kyle over in the corner, watching us, so I leave the girls for a moment to go talk to him.
Chief: Come dance with us, man. I brought HBDanceMoves back.
Kyle: Nah, I'm done with her. Plenty of fish in the sea.
Chief: Well don't just stand there, it's dance time!
Kyle: I just haven't found a girl I want to dance with yet. (There are girls everywhere. He has AA, and he isn't willing to learn pickup from me.)
Chief: Alright, man. Suit yourself.
I could tell that he still had feelings for HBDanceMoves because I'm emotionally intelligent. It's a learnable quality you get from in-field experience. I could also tell that HBDanceMoves still had strong feelings for Kyle because I'm not a dumbass. It's a quality you can get if you don't drink all your brain cells away. Her emotional investment in Kyle was too obvious.
I get back to dancing with the girls and the kino gets pretty heavy between me and HBDanceMoves. She's a VERY kinesthetic girl who responds very well to dancefloor game. HBVeryShy, however, is not. HBDanceMoves's BT is hot hot hot. I pull her close to grind some more, but this time she leans her face in and tilts her head a bit while changing her eyes to bedroom-mode. We're inches away from a make-out.
I reject her by not responding to it. I just keep dancing. No way was I going to steal Kyle's target from right under his nose. Bros before hos, duh. I was dancefloor gaming her just to have fun dancing (and see if I could dancefloor game HBVeryShy), not to close HBDanceMoves.
After a little while, HBDanceMoves goes over to Kyle and it looks as though they are making up. I "dance" with HBVeryShy. Trying to dance with a girl who isn't as nearly as awesome as you on the dancefloor is a little frustrating lol... but I didn't let it get to me.
Kyle leads us all outside and says he's heading back home... and he takes HBDanceMoves's hand and takes her with him, leaving me isolated with HBVeryShy. Lookin good so far.
She and I take taxis to bounce to different bars until we find one that's actually open. It's fucking late. During our taxi adventure and our time at this late-night bar, I run all of my best material... but kino escalation is slow and dragging. I eventually end up sitting with my arm around her at the bar, talking to her with our faces very close. By this time I had already done some NLP, I elicited her values, bullshitted some playful palm reading, wrote and drew all over her hands, anchored her core values to me, demonstrated plenty of value, cold read like it was going out of style, exposed vulnerabilities, elicited her vulnerabilities, push-pulled, etc... but apparently NOTHING WAS FUCKING WORKING. I email-closed and number-closed her, but is that really game? Not at this point.
In our rapport building I learned that she broke up with her ex-boyfriend two months ago and she was still hung up about it. She still had a picture of him and her for her cell-phone wallpaper. Sure, I inspired her to change the picture with my routines that have to do with living in the moment, but I still could not kiss-close. I persisted and did the whole 1-step-back then 2-steps-forward thing, but I still could not kiss-close. Nothing was working. I might as well have been talking to a plant.
My obstacles were:
1. Her ex-boyfriend in her mind.
2. Hardcore old-fashioned Korean social conditioning.
If anyone knows a thing or two about Korean culture and sexuality, you'll know what I'm talking about. This ain't Japan.
I am hoping that I am wrong, though. I am hoping there could have been a way to obliterate these obstacles, or reframe them, so that they would no longer be roadblocks.
FR++: Team Play and Strong LMR
June 9, 2008
If you've read that other FR of mine that said something along the lines of "this was my last night sarging in Korea this summer," I lied. I left China a bit earlier than I had originally scheduled and went back to Korea for a few more days to rock it with the Korea Lair some more.
The name of the venue was JJ's. It's a nightclub within the Hyatt Hotel near Itaewon and water costs five bucks. Pretty upscale place. I was out with a bunch of guys from Korea Lair and I was winging BlueMystery, the founder. I was pretty out of state from jet-lag and a very inconsistent sleeping schedule otherwise, but BlueMystery was just like, "OK just come wing me." Easy enough.
We run a few sets inside. BlueMystery opened this one 3-set by asking them what they thought of my style (I have a very distinct style) and he transitioned by pointing out how one of the girls was short, one medium, and one tall, initiating kino by patting each on the head as he pointed this out. Being the best stand-up comedian in the world, I threw in, "Hey, it's like Starbucks! You're Tall, you're Grande, and you're Venti." OK, I'm not a comedian at all, but it was a pretty funny line I came up with on the spot. We elicited some good laughs but couldn't get a decent hook. Instead of plowing through to hook, we just went outside to the patio where we all had a table.
In no way shape or form was the night over just yet. While seated, BlueMystery notices a good 2-set walking by aimlessly. On our half of the table, there was BlueMystery, Kukushka, and me, in that order. BlueMystery pulls the two set to our table and they sit next to him, opposite to Kukushka. "She's the bad one," BlueMystery announces, pointing to the girl sitting directly next to him. He selected his target. This actually surprised me a little bit. I thought the other one was cuter.
A bunch of us start talking to and gaming the other girl, HBTranslator. She works as a translator at a bank. Not only is she a beautiful Korean girl in Korea, but she's also fluent in English. She's mine. I project my voice across the table to talk to her, and eventually I get Kukushka to trade seats with her so that I could kino and shit like that. I throw some kino compliance tests and she starts getting pretty touchy. I think she's digging my distinct style. Soon she's digging the cube routine. I throw in a qualifier, "You better be good at dancing." Of course, I don't take her to the dance floor just yet. I simply planted the seed for the anticipation.
She's showing a LOT of IOIs at this point. Now, I normally don't even pay attention to IOIs. I just pay attention to the emotional vibe of the interaction, but this time the IOIs were simply not ignorable. Her kino was consistent. Her eye contact was strong (rare in Korean culture).The physical proximity of our faces created sexual state. She couldn't stop complimenting me on basically everything I demonstrated value for, and she constantly brought up how cute I was to her friend, who still sitting next to and talking to BlueMystery. She was squealing like a teenage girl, "Yeh nomu giyuhwuh!" (Translation: This guy's so cute!) Now, normally this would make any guy feel like a king. However, I was getting sick of being complimented on my looks. I don't have self-esteem issues about my looks; I think I'm just a fairly decent-looking guy, and I'm also not narcissistic (even though I pretend to be for C&F). I just felt that my GAME wasn't getting enough credit. I felt that she was giving too much credit to my inherent looks that I did not work for. I have some pride in the game I have actually slaved over developing since 2003, and there's no way I would let my looks overshadow that. So, what did I do? I stepped up my game even more. In a completely nonattached, pressure-free, and almost meditative fashion (regular meditation helps – check out The Zen of Meeting Women by Max Weiss), I started focusing more. I made the conversation a little more personal and BT spiked. I began to push/pull a lot more, at times turning my back to her (playfully). BlueMystery tells us that he and his target are just going to go for a little walk. "Isolation? Good idea," I thought to myself. I take HBTranslator's hand and lead her to the dance floor. I run dance floor game. Kino-escalation. Kino-compliance tests. I get her to kiss me on both cheeks to reward her for passing tests. BT pumping. I twirl her around, pick her up and spin her around, grind. I bounce her to several different spots on the dance floor, each spot seemingly far away from each other due to the fact that the place was PACKED. I felt like a sardine. We get to a spot where I can lean against a wall and lock in. We continue to dance. I twirl her around and stop her half-way to essentially pin her against the wall. I kiss her neck, then her lips. Making out ensued. Kiss-close, check.
I stop the make-out session dead in its tracks and turn my back to her while still holding her hand. "Let's go back to the table." I lead her back out to the patio and continue conversation as normal as if nothing had happened. I maintain some sexual tension this way.
I kept bouncing her to different spots within the venue, always coming back to our table afterward. This created a time distortion; it made her feel like we spent more time together than we actually did. Inside, we found a lounge area and sat at a table on this comfortable couch-like seat. I started running one of my original routines.
Chief: Do you remember when we were just little kids and didn't have a care in the world? It was truly like living in the moment, wasn't it?
HBTranslator: Yeah...
Chief: I distinctly remember this one time when I was a little kid, when I first learned how to ride a bike. I was the happiest kid in the world! There I was, riding in circles all around the neighborhood nonstop as I would feel the wind in my hair and hear all the noises of other children playing passing by quickly. It was the first time I did this all by myself, without my dad behind me holding onto the seat to balance the bike. For the first time in my life I felt independent and truly FREE, you know?
We made out again. There were a lot of times we were making out throughout the night, and there were MANY times she would actually resist out of fear that others would see her. All I had to do in these situations was say "I understand" with a smile and lead her somewhere else by the hand. She said I was a really good kisser. We went back to our table out at the patio.
Seated to my left was Chansi (spelling?), another member of the Korea Lair. While HBTranslator took a moment to chat with her friend a little bit, Chansi asks me, "Do you have an extraction location? Where are you going to bounce?" Then, the realization hit me. I didn't have my logistics set up properly. I wasn't in New Orleans where I could pull to my dorm room. I wasn't in California where I could pull to my house. I was in fucking Seoul, South Korea - foreign and unknown territory for me - and I wasn't in a part of the city where I could easily pull to a "DVD Bang" or "Love Motel" without plausible deniability. This was a tight 2-set and two of us were running it. BlueMystery and I had to somehow pull this off together. Separation would lead to failure.
I couldn't figure out closing logistics at the time, nor did I have the time to plan this shit this far into the set. "I'll just go along with the flow and have fun with this," I told Chansi. Tonight, I could do nothing else but leave the burden of leadership upon the shoulders of the gods. Goodbye, internal locus of control. Needless to say, I didn't get laid that night. I did, however, number-close both HBTranslator and her friend and time-bridged to invite them out the following night. Hello, internal locus of control.
BlueMystery had left early that night, so I did both of us a favor by having the girls accompany us the following night. We all met up at the same venue. The girls arrived late, and by the time they did arrive, BlueMystery was already in a different 2-set with very good-looking girlies. For a jealousy plotline and demonstrating preselection, he introduced his target to the new girls. I was already in isolated conversation with my target just a couple feet away, sitting on top of a wall that was about 3 feet tall, while HBTranslator stood close between my legs.
BlueMystery and I already had logistics fully planned for that night. We both planted strong seeds early on, talking about an after-party at BlueMystery's place. As we were both gaming our targets, I could clearly see the difference in style between BlueMystery's game and mine. It was interesting to see the contrast. He was focusing on more comfort with consistent kino (he would not take his hand off the small of her back or her leg) and talking her ear off with stories. I was focusing more on using push/pull within deep rapport as we found out everything about each other. This time I used kino relatively sparingly. I wanted to build and maintain sexual tension. I would wait until we were at the seduction location before anything happened. I kept kino innocent and triangular gazed the fuck out of HBTranslator as I spoke to her with a slow and low tone as our faces were just inches apart. Her IOIs and compliments continued, but this time her compliments were more sincere and specific because she got to really know me better in our rapport. I rewarded her IOIs with SOIs, telling her that I think it's sexy how she's adventurous and open-minded.
We never asked each other how old we were, but she was talking about how she's already been through graduate school, which would make her around 25 or 26, but she looks younger. She's fucking adorable. I'm 18, but she never asked. Excellent.
To pull the girls to BlueMystery's place, all we had to do was give a couple reasons for plausible deniability and there we were, sitting on his big soft couch, watching videos on youtube. I DHVed by showing a couple of videos of me rocking the guitar on stage from old bands I've been in.
BlueMystery: Are you getting tired?
His Target: Yeah.
BlueMystery: Let go take a nap on my bed. Hey guys, we're going to take a nap.
HBTranslator: (to BlueMystery's target in Korean) What? We can't be in separate rooms...
Chief: (understanding Korean) Don't worry; they're just going to be right over there. (pointing to BlueMystery's bedroom)
That's all it took to make my target comfortable with the idea, but BlueMystery's target was still showing a little resistance. He knew what to do. He went caveman and picked her up and slung her over his shoulder, leading her to pleasure-land in his bedroom.
His Target: OK OK I'll go! Just put me down! (laughing)
OK, we are isolated and good to go, right? For a while, yeah. I start making out with her and we take off a few articles of clothing. She stops me and starts complaining about the open door. It wouldn't close because a part of the couch was in the way. I fucking move the entire section of furniture and close the door. I don't think I broke anything. I'll put it back later. (I never did put it back lol)
She's giving me verbal resistance throughout the entire process, saying that she can't do this because her CO-WORKER is right there in the other room with BlueMystery. Co-worker??? Goddammit. I thought they were just friends, but it turns out this was a completely different form of LMR. Apparently BlueMystery's target is HBTranslator's superior at work or something like that. I continue and persist with escalating physical stimulation until her entire body is literally trembling with pleasure as I'm dry-humping her VERY slowly and sensually, while I'm lightly kissing her neck.
I go through a lengthy yet fun process of foreplay by teasing her with kisses, faking kisses, dry-humping her with my leg as she man-handled me, but she's freaking out in response to every little tiny noise we hear from outside the room even though we're already half-naked and a hairline away from passionate and tantric lovemaking.
She's asking if I have a condom but still won't do the dirty. Her body is just begging, but she's doing everything in her willpower to NOT go through with this. We're riding a thin line during this foreplay.
After about 20 minutes since isolation, we hear a knock on the door. It's her co-worker friend. "Hey, do you wanna go home now? Let's go." BlueMystery and she finished in about 15 minutes and have been right outside the room HBTranslator and I were in, having coffee or tea, seated at a coffee table. They had sex with virtually no foreplay or LMR. I always take about 20-30 minutes for foreplay with a girl I'm having sex with for the first time, and that's without LMR. Fuck. Looks like I ran out of time. Looking back, I see that I could have just walked out of the room and asked them to go take a nice walk outside or something. I didn't think of that at the time.
HBTranslator freaks out and starts looking for all her clothes in a big hurry. We walk them out to the main street to hail some taxis. They have to take separate cabs because their houses are in opposite directions. BlueMystery's target gets in a cab first and we greet her farewell. Looking back, I see that I could have just pulled HBTranslator back to the place right then and there. I didn't think of that at the time. We cross the street and hail a cab going in the opposite direction. I give her a hug and a kiss goodbye. Two days later, I'm on a plane heading back to America. Now, I'm back and ready to rock the states again.
FR+: Bringing the Culture Shock
July 7, 2008
Alright, here's my current situation. I'm in a pretty boring city at the moment during my summer break. I'm recovering from surgery on a loose-jointed shoulder and sick at the same time. Therefore, I can't really do much except for writing Field Reports from the past that I've never before chronicled. Alright, guys, let's travel back in time...
More than a month ago, I was in Seoul, South Korea, for vacation. I was born there, but I grew up in America. This is why I have a very American perspective, American values, American patriotism, and an American accent. I may be 100% Korean by blood, but I can hardly even speak the language.
I visited Korea from time to time over the years, but it was always just to visit family. I've never actually tasted the fun side of Seoul before. This time, however, I most certainly did. The capital's nightlife was thriving, and some say that Seoul is basically the best place to party in Asia.
Before I even made any solid plans, I looked on the international Lair List to see if Korea had a PUA lair. Lo and behold, there was one called "Korea Lair," headed by a man who goes by BlueMystery, and the group was very active, full of dedicated English-speaking sargers. They were very welcoming and friendly; I even stayed over at BlueMystery's place one night after pulling a two-set with him there (details for that episode can be found in FR++: Team Play and Strong LMR).
Anyways, my first night sarging in Korea was at a relatively new club called Monkey Beach. I sarged with two guys from the lair, MiamiPUA (aka LatinStylez) and PUAofAsan. Monkey Beach was full of international people, so I was quite surprised at the lack of Korean I needed to speak to sarge in this country. Mostly everyone in the venue spoke English. Some girls spoke very little English, but that's OK.
After a little while I went over to the bar to try out their special on "bucket" drinks. As I got back to the rest of the guys, they were in set with two English-speaking Korean girls, HBAggressive and HBPassive. HBAggressive was the leader of the two. She was louder, more expressive, and a lot more open to kino. She was essentially the epitome of an extroverted personality. HBPassive was just the opposite. She was a little bit quieter, couldn't dance for shit, and a lot less open to kino. MiamiPUA was going for HBAggressive and PUAofAsan was winging him and going for HBPassive. I introduced myself to the group and the guys Accomplishment Intro me.
After a little while, PUAofAsan tells me in confidence, "Hey man, you can take her. She's not very kino compliant." He gave up on HBPassive and went off to run other sets.
I take HBPassive's hand and lead her (and the entire group) up to the dance floor. I start running a little dance floor game, but HBPassive's being a tough nut to crack. With persistence, however, she eventually warmed up to more and more kino until we were grinding. Before things got any hotter, the girls run off to the corner of the dance floor to have some girl talk. They glance over at me with some weird facial expressions. Finally, they come up to me and ask, "How old are you?"
Time-out. Let me tell you a little bit about the Korean culture before moving on with this story. You're supposed to refer to all your peers as your "older/younger brothers" or "older/younger sisters." An older peer always has the rights to the dominant frame, treating the younger person like a subordinate. Since the sexual dynamic between a male and a female naturally involves a dominant male and a submissive female, an older woman being involved with a younger male is practically forbidden. In fact, the very idea is downright ridiculous.
Now, let's see if my frame is strong enough to dominate the frame of this huge cultural tradition.
After some C&F banter, I reveal my true identity and tell them I'm SPAM. I mean, I tell them I'm 18. They freak out and won't even tell me how old they are. All I know is that they're between the ages of 20-something and 30. I treat it like it's no big deal, treating the girls like they're weird for making any sort of issue about it. They're throwing shit-tests at me like crazy now, telling me that I'm just a baby and that I look like I'm in high school or some shit like that. I brush off the tests like dust and reframe the entire situation. "Alright, listen. I know you two wish you were young again, so I've got a little present for you. Just for tonight, you two are going to be 18 all over again!" (said with kino of course) At first they responded like old people, "Ohhhh my god it's been so long since I was that age," but with a persistent positive frame I eventually got them excited about the idea. Hey, I already had them hooked before we even got on the dance floor. This was easy peasy at this phase of the game. I even did some takeaways and opened other sets to preserve my value. Attraction was building. Whenever they would try to frame my young age as a bad thing, I'd reframe by negging them for being old, following it up with something like, "but how does it feel to be young again tonight? Woohooo!" This strengthened the frame that young = good.
We all dance some more and the girls think I'm a crazy and insane, but really fun, awesome guy. HBPassive and I go to a table so we can refuel ourselves with the merriment of overpriced liquor. I then start to mirror her... very blatantly. I'm not trying to subtly mirror her to sneakily build rapport, I'm making it fucking obvious to tease her, to flirt with her. She then makes a few funny gestures, then some funny facial expression, and I copy every single move. She then makes a cute kissy face and leans in toward me just a little bit. I give her a kiss on the lips, and she pretends to be surprised and flustered to preserve her self-image in accordance to Korean culture. OK, I kiss-closed her. Now, what? Let's see if we can escalate it to a full-blown make-out.
After doing more stuff like talking and dancing, I kissed HBPassive several times, but each kiss was just like the last. Lips only. Things weren't escalating. Eventually, she ran off to the bathroom to piss or something. MiamiPUA was nowhere in sight. Where the hell did he go? HBAggressive and I danced because there was nothing else to do lol. HBAggressive and I clicked. We're both very kinesthetic and both love to dance... and we do it well. It was on and nothing else mattered. I've also been withholding attention by gaming HBPassive so much, so attraction was pretty solid. We kiss. With tongue. For about 3 seconds. Then she pushed me away and started yelling at me in Korean. lol
She was scolding me for basically seducing a "noona" (it means older sister in Korean). I keep my frame and facial expression and just pull her back in toward me to make out with her some more. Even though she's yelling at me, her tongue is very compliant and she's obviously enjoying the entire experience. After about 3 more seconds of making out, she pushes me away again and yells at me some more. Then I pull her back in to make out with her some more. This silly process goes on for a little while, and the push/pull (literally) dynamic is fun as fuck.
Then, it hit me. I just made out with MiamiPUA's target. Fuck. As soon as I see him again, the first thing I tell him is a confession. "Dude I just kiss-closed your target. It just happened." Fortunately, he's got an abundance mentality and tells me that it's cool. I calm down, though, and just play it cool for the rest of the night, working with more sets and being friendly with HBAggressive and HBPassive.
The clock eventually hits 3 AM and I'm dead tired. I decide to call it a night. Even though one of them was pretty dishonorable, two kiss-closes with older women who had pretty strong "culture-shields" marked a pretty successful night to me.
LR: Time is the obstacle
July 21, 2008
I had a day 2 and a day 3 with a tall (yes, taller than me) fit blonde girl with massive breasts that MIGHT each be as big as my head. I shall refer to her as HBTall.
I number-closed her at another chick's birthday party. I was already sleeping with the birthday girl, but I had to keep the ball rolling, you know! You only live once.
I had the day 2 planned out well - we started off at a coffee shop and bounced to some other places. We even went to the theater to watch a movie.
Now, most PUAs will say something like "a movie is always a terrible date idea," but there is in fact a way to make it work well. Movies give you an opportunity to share several emotional states (pick a comedy; laughs = positive state). It's almost like bouncing to several places to achieve the same result. You just have to stand out from the rest of the chodes she's been with in the past and the traditional basics work as excellent justification for the attraction she feels. I stand out by fully and unapologetically expressing my personality. I was leading the entire time with a strong frame:
"Now, I usually don't do movie dates, but there is this one movie that I absolutely want to see. Let's go see it." Say that confidently and you'll see what I mean by a strong leading frame.
Guess what? I paid for her movie ticket, and even paid for her food when we ate later on. I framed it the right way, though. "The thing I hate about paying for girls is that sometimes it makes them feel like they owe me something. I'm going to pay for your ticket, but don't feel like you owe me anything." Just to add more measures so that I didn't sound like the proverbial "nice guy" who's needy and desperate, I said that in a tone that almost made me sound like an ass. I guess that adds somewhat of a push/pull feel to it.
Throughout the day 2 I constantly teased her, had a C&F attitude, u
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