I had a couple experiences a while ago before I got into this community that I thought I'd share. It has to do with the claw, which is basically standing by a woman and putting your arm around her so your hand hangs over her shoulder, signifying that you own her. Stormy covers it in this post
frame-control-defining-reality-and-bein ... highlight=. These two stories happened a long time ago and were COMPLETE accidents.
So the first story, I was standing outside a dive bar, waiting in line and there was this cute girl behind me and my friend, just sort of hanging out. Me and her started chatting, all fluff, she probably even initiated. We get to the door and show the bouncer our id's, I move my arm behind her to indicate for her to go in first, I doubt I'll even see her again at this point. Somehow, she misinterprets and thinks I'm putting my arm around her and she sort of bows into it, saying, "My aren't we confident?" I go with it, and the rest of the night, she tags along with me like a puppy dog as I do nothing interesting but drink with her and have some not very stimulating conversation; I demonstrate zero game. She even comes home with me at closing time and spends the night.
Second story. At one point I'm in strange place in town at a house party where the only thing I can drink is straight vodka. I hook up with this girl named Kelly because I show her a little interest and it doesn't look like she's going to get any other prospects (it was her choice). We make out in the backyard, then move into the bathroom. Lots of foreplay, no action, she leaves me with massive blueballs by the end of the night. Months later, I'm at another party and a friend is talking to a girl in the darkened kitchen. I have half a bottle of vodka in my pocket (big pockets). He introduces me to her, "This is Kelly." I say, "Oh, I
know Kelly," and put my arm around her. She is mine the rest of the night. We talk about movies, reminisce about that party where she gave me blueballs, and I finally take her home at the end of the night. Funny thing is, when I wake up sober in the morning, I realize this girl is much thinner than the Kelly I previously hooked up with, has different color hair, and looks NOTHING like her. Total. Mistaken. Identity.
So here's the point. I built zero attraction with either of these girls, but soon as I deployed the claw, they were utterly mine. There was no game, I was awkward, hell- I must have sounded crazy to the second girl because we had never met before and she STILL went along with it and played it off; god bless her. I haven't tried it since, but I honestly don't know how else to explain my success those two nights. Anyone else played with the claw with ridiculous results? Next time I go out, I'll do a field test and post the results.