| With email and cell phones, gossip spreads faster than light these days. I have found that making yourself popular with large groups of women can have - well, unbelievable results. That means frequenting a restaurant, for example, with a lot of beautiful waitresses, over a period of time and getting to know them all. I did that for some months at a restaurant/bar with dozens of babes working there, made sure to make friends with the managers as well, and then I sent the following email to their public email address used for customer suggestions and complaints (I created a new email account for myself so I could send it anonymously):
"Her boyfriends all BEG her for it. And she is SO sick of it.
But who will be the man to satisfy her secret desire? Who will be the man to make HER beg?
Only the Shadow knows… "
I had no idea which waitress I was talking about, if any at all. But when I returned to the restuarant I said nothing about it, giving time for the suspense to build - who sent that email anyway? After only a few days I spied my opportunity - one of the waitresses was teasing a customer, she took his drink away and set it on a ledge, saying he was too drunk. The guy was teasingly pleading for his drink back, so I said to him in a fairly loud voice, "Get down on your knees and BEG for it!" Man, you could have heard a pin drop in that restaurant when I said that, because it was at that moment that the waitresses all knew it was me who sent that email. I just smiled, winked, paid my bill, and left. The next time I came in, ALL the waitresses were giving me the bedroom eyes, and now every time I come in another waitress will be bucking for a date, trying to give me her phone number. At first I thought, "Cool, I can choose any one I want." But it didn't take me long to realize the actual siituation - what is available to me now is not "anyone I want", but ALL of them, because that kind of playfulness, imagination, and utter audacity is SO rare in a nation inundated with sexual harassment lawsuits. The beauty of it all is that nobody can prove ANYTHING, and they all loved it anyway.
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