| Its been forever since my last post. Basically, I gave up on learning seduction for a while, then got back on it, then realized that all the material wasn't working the way "I thought it should". Within the last month and a half I have been working primarily on inner game (props to DYD» Deep Inner Game) and not only have I figured out the map to reach my full potential, but it seems that along the way I found a pair of balls between my legs…meaning, I finally started to approach girls during the day. Plus, my understanding of the game is at a point where I can actually talk about it intellectually.
A little background information….I was coming off of probably the best week of my life as far as personal growth and confidence. So going into the night I just KNEW I was going to have great time.
Onto the report…
Its Friday night and I'm at a friends party on campus. Got there early and shot the shit with the guys. When I was upstairs I heard the girls sexy voices and the light switched on in my head…its go time. I immediately make my way downstairs, quickly assess the situation, and approach the first set that forms. Its an HB-Model and two guys, frat brother and his roommate. Now HB-Model has two friends with her, both 7's. I engage them with a friendly smile and hello and make my way past them to the set.
This is where my new found confidence kicks in. Instead of fumbling around in my head for an opener, I simply walk up and take control of the conversation. I address the guys, keeping a casual and indirect focus on HB-Model, asking them how they all know each other. 2 Minutes in she starts complementing me on my clothes (nice jeans, t-shirt, zip hoodie, black pinstripe blazer). Get some light friendly kino half-hug with "man, I can tell we aren’t gonna get along!" Plus I start busting on her and twisting her words around. The funny thing is, she's eating it up because I'm coming off as the only guy in the room with a pair of balls (that’s twice I've mentioned my balls…but who's counting). I suggest we go upstiars and hit the keg so I put my hand on the small of her back and we move upstairs.
Upstairs I'm talking to everyone who was shown up so far (about 10 people) and even build a set of 5 and lead another conversation. We break off, flirt some more, and I throw in a killer convo topic/cold read/funny story sequence that I discovered and tweaked naturally involving the spice girls (thanks for the revival ladies). Do some more natural convo, flirting and kino and I break off to go talk to her friends who are on a couch kind of isolated from the rest of the room. This is another thing that I have had an epiphany over…using social proof to your advantage and getting the friends on your side.
I head over to the HB-Model's friends and immediately hit them with, "Hey guys, I need to tell you something really serious right now….I think you guys…are fucking awesome!." they start cracking up and looking at each other. High fives all around! Then I get there opinion on a funny shirt I want to have custom made and a local t-shirt shop, which leads to talk about Wedding Crashers. We basically keep quoting our favorite lines and they are dying laughing because they LOVE that movie. Everyone's watching because we are having the most fun. Sick Social Proof.
HB-Model gets curious and makes her way over, sits next to me and puts her hand on my knee. Use the friend lives in a tent opener as a conversation thread. Get them all laughing, give her some kino and I'm off again to see some friends that just walked in. At this point I'm pretty much the most interesting guy in the room and the party is filling up with people. My boys are coming up to me , giving me hand shakes and hugs and a new friend of mine, HB-pudding (fun ass chick that loves me) is dyin for me to meet her friends. I start leading that group in a conversation in the middle of the room. Everyone sees it.
The main reason I know that I MUST be doing well at this point is a girl that pretty much wanted to have nothing to do with me a week ago is coming up to me, touching me, asking for my number and inviting me to a sexy lingerie party happening the next night….fuggin werd.
Come back to HB-Model sitting on the couch and put in some solid comfort work. I ask her about sports she plays (I love soccer girls) and other standard stuff. Turns out she lives right by my house off campus so I throw in a, "we are totally gonna hang out." high five combo. She's loving it. Starts showing me pictures of her modeling portfolio she has on her phone and I bust on her for trying to show off to everyone that she's a model. I DO think that I let her do this for too long. Prolly took 5 minutes to go through all the pictures.
I find out that she's trying to get into acting too and wants to work in LA this summer, same as me (LA, not the acting). So I tell her about my brother and how he's getting a job producing a show for a certain network (true) and it turns out she got a casting call for that show….I'm so in. I say, "Man this is almost like fate." She leans in and whispers sensually into my ear, "It IS fate."
Here's where shit started to go wrong with this chick. I definitely should have kissed her right here….but I didn't. I'm not sure why because I'm usually good at goin for the kiss. Anyways, I get up to grab another beer and she starts talking to my buddy who's house we are at, we'll call him Cork. I come back, see this, and start talking to a couple of girls taking pictures in the corner. End up isolating one HB7, number close (longest ever, btw, cuz she couldn’t figure out how to work her crappy phone haha) and kiss close (not an intense make out, just a nice kiss). Mean while, HB Model is watching the whole thing go down. I'm thinking this jealousy game is gonna work perfectly.
Now, in textbook theory terms this should be good for me. But I still find a way to fuck it all up! Haha. I move back to the couch where she is and she hits me with, "So, you find your dream girl?" Didn’t even get a word out, next thing I know she's hugging Cork and he's looking at me over her shoulder mouthing to me, "fuck you!" and laughing…what a tool hahaha. Can't blame him for taking the opportunity. He isolates her back to his room and its game over for this guy. Gotta love home field advantage(At the end of the night, he tried to imply that he f-closed her….but I'm really not convinced. After all, most college guys that don’t come out and say he banged a chick is usually lying. And if he did I feel bad for him…they were only up there for maybe 10 minutes total.)
HB Model ends up leaving ( I didn't even get her number…FUBR), and I start to really lay it down on HB-pudding's cute Puerto Rican roommate…who is also a silver medalist figure skater…awesome! Got some quality time in with her, explained to her some psychology stuff I learned from Deep Inner Game (King, Warrior, Magician, Lover) and did a cold read with it, related it to sex and the city characters, she loved it… I was getting the sex eyes the entire time. Again, should have kiss closed here, but I did get the number close.
All in all it was prolly the best night I have ever had as far as interacting with people at a party and creating social proof. Here are my questions to you all…
1) Should I have AMOG'd my friend, Cork? Haha what a dick. I'm really not comfortable doing this to friends, even though I KNOW I should be thinking of myself first. Can anyone help me with this?
2) Do you think the jealousy plot strategy hurt me? Or did it help me and I just did not follow through with it?
3) Lastly, Should I have cut her off sooner when she was showing me her "portfolio"? If so, how?
PS...This is my first field report ever, so any constructive feedback is appreciated.
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