I saw this HB8 24 in my market, selling meadow flowers from a water bucket, and I asked her about dry lavender to buy since I wanted to repel insects and cats form my house. She gave a puzzled look, then an old woman came rushing in pulling me away, talking about the lavender she had. She had messed up gray hair and looked like a witch, perhaps mother? I had a hard time steering clear of her, I didn't want to by the herb. What did I do wrong?

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You weren't being honest with the girl. You didn't want to buy anything, you just wanted to talk to a hot girl. So that's what you should have said. "Hi. I'm not here to buy anything, I just wanted to come meet you because you're so gorgeous". This will instantly let you know if she's interested or not and you can move on from there.

A lot of people of this forum will swear to you "never to compliment a girl" or be honest with her or anything, but I've found that it works best for me. It's all about doing what's best for you. If you find that beating around the bush and not being honest with women upfront about what you want works best for you, then by all means continue to do it.

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My Journal (from AFC to MPUA, still a work in progress)

Oh man she was HOT, she had natural XL breasts, blonde country face but intelligent eyes and built of an athlete, tall, tall girl with long legs and arms, shoulder of a competitive kayak girl, sun-tanned skin and face!
My ideal woman. (I am afraid of 10s)

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The above mentioned incident occured at 09:00, and I went to drink a coffee, had a hamburger and bought some tomatoes, brooding, brooding. Before PUA, I would just go home defeated. But not this time. At 09:17 I was at HB8 again, reengaging the set:

-Hi, you see I went and checked, but the old lady's levanders were a bit withered, and whithout smell so I didn't buy!

HB: -OH!

I: And you shoved some surprise when I said that this herb can be used to repell cats!
HB yes.
I: I tell you a story, the day before yesterday, I woke up and came down and on my porch sat 3 strange tomcats, eating my cat's food and wanting to come in, to visit my female cat!
HB: Wow.
I: The smell from a bunch of lavanders would have chased them away!
HB: Really? I also have female cat but I had it operated to prevent kittens!
I: Cool....Then I negged HB8. That took her off-guard.
By this time, I spooke rapidly, my voice went high and my voice was shaking a bit as allways when I talk to HBs...?

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Whats with the negging? If anything blew it then it was that. "The how to repel cats from your garden" opener...Hmmmm I wouldn't recommend it for club game, although I can guarantee even the most jaded HB10 party girls haven't heard it before.

I tell you what dude, this is a daygame situation at it best. The neg didnt blew it as the chick started nodding and smile with her eyes, kind of new I was hitting on her then I said one of her eye was red. She started making apologies, neg worked as Mystery said it in his book.

The old mother didn't come to block me, and we continued to talk about her sisters kittens, our crazy old veterinary and garden houses. She tipped her head and had a small smile on her face...(she must have been laughing at me) And I haven't do a false time constraint, and the cat-and-flower gambit started to feel awkward, and I didn't know how to ask her phone number, or amuse her any further so I excited the set by saying its cool that we both love animals and wished her good day.
Probably I looked overexcited, exuding a needy energy, my delivery allmost out of control.

So how I should have sexualise the thred before it became boring. The chick didnt dislike my as she didnt say to go to the devil, and I wanted to go in under the radar and do my magic from the inside...????

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