Saturday, April 24, 2010

Hell Of A Lifestyle

It's an awesome feeling pushing your game passed the limits... some may be scared, but true progress is made violating boundaries. The atomic bomb, space exploration, and the cure for polio are just some of the human achievements produced when people 'raise the bar.' Apply this to a Player Lifestyle, and crazy erotic shit starts to happen.

As an aspiring International Playboy, I will be sharing my chronicles of my local endeavors in beautiful Orange County. My blog will serve as my "journal of exploits" (which Jim Rohn says is particularly valuable to anyone looking to reach the pinnacle of any field), an inspiration for others, and a testimony to the lessons learned in-field in the pursuit of the ULTIMATE HIGH PERFORMANCE PLAYBOY LIFESTYLE.

- OCtane


Friday, April 23, 2010

Quickest Fuck Close In The West

Things have been progressing for me. I had a make out with my d2 last night and I rolled dolo to the club to meet some fellow PUAs. My wings are the shit. We all look out for each other and build each other up to make sure we all close. This is team work at it's finest.

I run a few sets. Grab some numbers and then I see my wings. I totally bullshit a DHV story about them beating up some guy that tried to mug me and the girl bought it. Apparently she came with them to the club so it wasn't some random girl at the club they picked up. Either way, when I enter the set with my wings I only say awesome compliments for them. It's fantastic to have a mutual respect and camaraderie with your boys. We hang out and have a blast just shooting the shit. Just great rapport. I'll puff on my Diamond Crown Maximus while we drink and hit on girls on the patio and just socialize. We never take each other too seriously and always roll with the punches. We're a versatile bunch. Merge a few sets, I hit on a group of 5 Latinas with only 1 that I like, but the group thinks I'm funny, so we exchange numbers and I move to 2 Asian girls which I tell they're fucking cute and this must be the "Light Skinned Asians" section. They think its awesome. One of the sisters shit tests me which I pass with flying colors. Now, I'm in. She invites me to sit in between them while I put my arms around both. This attracted a lot of attention from gawking on lookers. So much in fact, the club photographer took several pictures of us and said I'm a lucky guy and a pimp. Why thank you! Now I'm kinoing my target and both are asking me about the afterparty and personal questions. The cute one is touching and caressing my thigh and I squeeze her tighter and bring her together. She's just way too cute. We're wrapped up in a bubble of love and enjoying the sexual tension. Club is closing, so I do a quick number close and kiss the girls farewell. I meet up with my wings and we head to the afterparty.

I get lost on the way there and get a call from my buddy at like 2 AM and while I wait for my wings to pick up some other girls, I'm having a conversation. 20 mins later, my wings roll up, one has the girl he brought to the club still, and my other wing has 2 girls... sisters. One is obviously his target and the sister greets me and is already throwing IOIs. "Nice car! I'm Paula!" She doesn't speak much English. Good thing I can hold my own with the Espanol.

We go to into my wing's small room and theres plenty of alcohol. We mix a few drinks, toast a few, and start getting the party on. We're shooting the shit and enjoying ourselves. 10 mins into the interaction, my wing decides we need to take a group picture. The sister is telling me I should "take my clothes off to feel more comfortable" and that I should drink more as she pours me another glass. Since the sister was sitting across from me in a single computer chair, it was difficult to kino and get close to her. Once we get ready for a group picture, she jumps in my lap and we snap a few photos. Shes now totally into me and I move closer and like lightning hitting the ground, we instantly start making out. Shes giving me tongue, straddling me, playing with my hair, and trying to take my clothes off. I oblige. I loosen her belt, take her bra off unleash her massive tits. They are all natural and so great to suck on. I'm now taking my clothes off and my shirt off, shes un-doing my belt buckle and unzipping my pants. Next to me is my wing and his girl suddenly turned on by our passion and making out with her girl. On the floor next to us is my other wing with his girl getting it on. It was like a massive orgy like Eyes Wide Shut status.
She pulls my cock out and starts sucking it. I'm kicking back enjoying it. More titty sucking, and now I tell her to get up and I rip her panties off. Now we're both naked and kissing and licking each other up and down. Shes a bit salty. I lift her skirt up and play with her pussy. Nice and wet, and shaven... thank God. Now shes licking my ears, my face, my nipples, and tonguing my balls. This girl rocks! Shes straddling me and trying to put my bare cock into her pussy. I tell her to wait while I grab a condom in my pants pocket which was conveniently located. I throw the condom on and start fucking her. We did reverse cowgirl, missionary, doggy, her riding me, all sorts of positions. Now at this time, the timid girl with my wing tells him shes uncomfortable and they leave to fuck in the car. My other wing and with her sister is getting it on but they look a bit shy on the mattress. Shes screaming with pleasure as I mount her and pull her hair. I'm biting her neck and she reciprocates. Passionate fucking. Now, we're fucking against the wall next I'm pounding her from behind and slapping her ass. Shes moaning so loud. I hear her speaking Spanish and calling me "papacito" and "ai corigo" which I'm assuming means daddy, the later I have no clue what it means. I asked around too. After about 45 mins of non stop fucking, I'm getting close to cumming, I pull out, tell her where I'm going to blast her, throw off the jimmy hat off and bust a fat load all over her tits and chest. She was smiling while I drenched her in cum. She starts stroking my cock post orgasm and starts to give me a rub down. Massaging my legs, my back, and my arms. She definitely knows how to take care of a man. At the same time, she's hugging me and thanking me for fucking her. I'm feeling great. We clean up, slow dance to my wing's computer play list, and I walk them to the car. I didn't really want her number, but my wing insists we exchange numbers because he is fucking her sister. We do and we kiss goodnight... well morning since it was 5AM. I was beat, but that was the quickest fuck I've ever had!


Thursday, April 22, 2010

What Was HER Name?

This happens occasionally to players that run multiple women, when the music is so damn loud, and when you've been bought way too many Grey Goose shots...

In fact I totally forgot this girls name I picked up at the bar in the club. Normally I make it a habit to repeat her name verbally and memorize it, but I was spacing that evening. I thought I would be sly and get her BBM and see if her name was there, nope, some stupid nickname people use. Whats wrong with using your own god damn name? I also called her voicemail late to see if her name was on there.... nope. All I knew is she was from Colorado, had some sexy ass friends, and was a bartender/waitress in a bar. Oh, she also promotes. We hit it off and ran into each other and there was some sparks. Couple days later we had great BBM banter and I knew she was into me. That night (Thursday) she invites me to a club to "keep her girls company" and I replied I wanted to keep her company not her girls. We ended up hanging out at the club and making out. All this without knowing her name. Then her girl friend came over and asked where Tonya was (because she saw us together) and I acted like I knew her name all along... "oh, Tonya is over there getting me a drink." Smooth player... now I have her name, which I saved and over wrote the previous entry which was "Promoter Colorado Girl Asian Venue name is Laura or Linda or something" with her real name. I was way off!

Just goes to show that as long as you play it cool, names don't really matter. I act like I knew her for years and that she wanted my cock. She was all over my jock and I believe that my strong kino helped build attraction significantly enough to have her invite me to spend the evening with her. Names don't matter! Attraction and sexual tension do!

Friday, April 16, 2010

Cold Girl Warms Up

When I met a fellow PUA at a club randomly, I told him we should rock some sets. Of course I start it off and do a one, grab the number, then turn and see another cute girl. My time is dwindling as it approaches OC's ridiculous closing time of 1:30AM. This girl is petite, Vietnamese, and looks adorable in her black little dress. I open her directly stating I think shes cute. We hit if off and we're talking about all sorts of life stories and end up exchanging numbers. We kiss and hug and bail when the lights turn on. Fast forward 3 months and in between that time we've been txting back and forth, talking on the phone intermittently, and I'm dropping some sexual innuendos here and there. After inviting her several times with no success, I put her on the slow train and slowly drip txt her things. She always replies. Definitely interested. I try again as I'm a persistent fuck and it only takes a few seconds to type a well constructed txt message to 20 girls to get a date on a Weeknight. She responds and I receive her address. I'm currently at a bar solo and hitting on girls here. I grab a few numbers, penetrate this Latina group and have a Latina MILF asking me all sorts of questions: "Are you having fun? Hows your cigar? Where are you from? What ethnicity are you?" Standard IOIs. She says we should "hang out some time" and wants my number just after she mentions her son is in law school. I ask about her husband and she said they're separated and she likes to party. We exchange numbers and she invites me to dance. Just prior I get a txt of this girl around 1:30AM telling me to cover over her place. I decide to ditch the Latina MILF and roll to this girls house as it's an open invitation to bang the shit out of her. On my way to her house, Latina MILF calls and txts me, she even leaves a voicemail. She totally wants young Asian cock.

20 mins later I arrive and txt her to come out. She takes forever getting ready. She's all dolled up and wanting it. We go to the beach to make out, watch the waves, and outline our favorite constellations. She doesn't know her Astronomy. I need to find smarter girls... shit! Over this 2-3 hour period. I'm kinoing, touching her, going for the kiss close at least 20 times and shes turning her head, pushing me away, saying she "just wants to be friends" BULLSHIT, is cold-hearted, "you don't know me," has been hurt in the past, basically every shit test in the book. Good thing, I'm well rehearsed in addressing this stupid excuses. Such a romantic setting which works wonders with 90% of the girls I take her and shes being a stubborn little girl. Denying all my advances. I attempt to kiss her under the stars, on our way to the car in the park, against my car, nothing. I've almost lost hope. We do have an excellent conversation with lots of laughing and her qualifying herself. After such resistance, I'm feeling shes a waste of time and to drop her off. I bring her to the house and get out to say goodbye. Again, my persistence overrides and I go for the kiss. "You really want to kiss me don't you" "Yes" then I go for it again and shes very receptive. Taking her chin in my hand and lifting her face to mine while kissing her tenderly. Now shes playing tonsil hockey with me. Giving me tongue and kissing all over. This girl flips like a pancake. She made me wait for it, but I didn't get discouraged to a point where I gave up, I kept at that shit because I have faith shes definitely interested. Now shes being much nicer to me and asking me when she'll see me again and kissing and hugging me. What a 180 degree change. I guess some girls just need to warm up. Keep pushing!

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

You Never Know ...

Forrest Gump said it right, "Life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're going to get." Life is definitely this way and pick up is lifestyle. Being an Asian dude in a Latin club is certainly out of most people's element. I learned a lot of marketing strategies from the best and they instruct effective marketers to target the demographics of your target audience and prospects. I use the same philosophies in targeting the girls that I think are so sexy... Latinas. Any given day of the week I can head to Main Street in HB, Newport Beach, or the fucking Spectrum and find white girls, but where do all the Latina's hang out at night? Good thing I know the right promoters that cater to the demographic that I seek. When my buddy Mike goes fishing for Tuna (Toro) he goes about 150 miles off the coast of Mexico. He catches 50-150 lb fish and we feast of those monsters for weeks. We devour Tuna sashimi, seared tuna steaks, tuna tare tare, tuna burgers, tuna filets, and anyway-you-want-it-thats-the-way-you-need-it tuna. To get the tastiest tuna and to ensure your Journey of many days is fruitful, fishermen obviously go when Tuna is present during either mating season or when they travel in the part of the Pacific to dine on collective areas where they feed. It's not uncommon to each 10-20 fish a day easily. These fisherman go to the demographic they would like to catch: Big Ass Delicious Tuna Fish. I go where I want to reel in Delicious Latinas with Big Asses. I do enjoy their tuna fish as well if you catch my drift...

I get a txt from my promoter contact inviting me to a bar which coincides with the invitation from a PUA I met in-field (thats another story to be told) so I roll out and arrive a bit late around 11:15 ish. Parking is a bit of an issue. I used to roll with my boys to nightlife venues, but now I've adopted techniques derived from Michael (www.thegmanifesto.com/2007/08/going-for-dolo.html) and my natural buddy and roll "dolo." Logistics simply are just better. I'm not constrained by wimpy dudes pussying out around 2am, limited budgets, bad wingmen, and group desires.

Walking in solo, most guys will sneak in, look uncomfortable and shy then camouflage themselves in a corner like a statue. I like to make an entrance. I'll roll in, throw a smile up, then I'll point arbitrarily to the crowd like someone just recognized me, then walk into the crowd. Will from NYC shared this with me. On my way into the crowd, I came across (not literally) a group of 4 Latinas celebrating a birthday and we're taking pictures like the paparazzi seeking Britney Spears' beaver slip. After I grabbed a Pineapple Grey Goose they were still next to me. I opened with some asshole remark like, "I think Facebook is going to overload when you post all these damn pictures..." They quite enjoyed it and thought it was applicable as we all know you're stupid bar pictures are going on your glittery hip hop music embedded myspace, twitter, and facebook. Usually when girls have their camera out, I'm in their photos quick style. I'll put my arm around them and kiss them or improvise something out of the ordinary. If they ask me nicely to take a picture, I'll grab the camera and snap a few photos of myself then take a picture where I critique the entire group to smile more or "act like you know each other" or "thats your bad side." Afterwards, I'll go through their saved photos and chuckle at some of them. Wait a sec... I thought I saw a dirty one in there somewhere! We end up exchanging names, bantering, and I bounce to another set as their group is growing like a bacteria colony and I saw a Latina blonde that caught my eye.

This 2 set was the Blonde Latina, her tatted up rockabilly greaser friend. Guess who I opened initially... the later. Opened her commenting on her tatts and how she just may be part of a biker gang. She laughed. Build a bit of rapport with her on basics I know about her style. I could tell she liked me and kino'd me often. After I won her over for about 3 minutes, I seg wayed over to the bar where her sexy big breasted Blonde Latina was. I think I commented on her hair or her boobs... either way it went well. She introduced her self, asked my name (IOI), then proceeded to open up with her body language. We had a brief interaction, but a solid one before the tatted up friend rolled in inviting us to the patio to drink because it's way hot inside. I oblige and take them both physically and lead them to the patio where I find an open spot. We chat for a bit then I'm introduced to the other friends in the group. Two other dudes. Both AFCish. One accidentally drops his drink and glass and shit is all over the place. The other is pretty cool and seems to be qualifying himself to me. Winning them over was easy because I just simply teased them about spilling the drink. Now the tatted girl is now over with the two dude friends and I and my target is far away talking to another person. I figured it may take a while so I identify another set which catches my eye. 3 Set. Latina with 2 black girls. I roll over.

"You guys caught my eye, I wanted to come over and see what you're like..." "Oh did you?" "Yep" "Why us?" "Because you're cute, why else..." Laughs. Sexual tension begins. I address the black girlfriends prior to my target by teasing them about shit. One I teased about wearing sunglasses in a bar at night the other was dancing funny and looked like she was doing the "Pee Pee Dance," and the third that joined a bit later had nice cleavage and she didn't have to wear that just for me :), I like the real deal. My target is now wondering why the hell I haven't said anything to her. Shes just standing there, very closed off, closed body language with the Modelo in front of her, and against a planter. I call this the "I'm Not Impressed" look. Throw in a comment about how I only see people drinking Coronas, Modelos, and Adios Motherfucker Drinks here, which is very true and funny. She asks about my drink, then my name. Then she comments on how my sweater looks weird and I tell her listen "sweaters are what your grandma gives you with reindeers and shit, I'm wearing a cardigan." "Ohhh... I see." This is where the sexual tension is now being slowly amplified with my banter. She asks "So why are you here?" "Just out with my buddies inside." My PUA friends ended up flaking. Next shes asking for my name. Then when she tells her she gives me her first and middle name, which I make fun of her. She thinks it's funny but she's still giving me shit tests. "So I don't mean to be rude, but what kind of Asian are you?" "Guess" This is where almost every woman I meet asks and gets wrong. It's common to hear half of the Asian countries before they guess correctly. She gives up. I say I can sum it up in your language, "Chino." Miss double name is now laughing and excited I can spit some Espanol Game. Well shit, I didn't take 4 years of Spanglish for nothing... Now I'm putting fractional sentences saying "Chinos es muy intelligente" and "Te gusta me mucho" and basically framing she wants me in Spanish. We go back and forth with this game and its probably 15 minutes into the set. This is where she shit tests me again, but in Spanish. I barely understand it and pass by saying something like, "Listen you don't need to confess your love for me in Spanish, you can say it in English, thats fine." Shes still a bit skeptical of me. Body language slowly opening up. Now at this point her friends are enjoying this interaction and finding it very entertaining, I overhear them saying "he's cute" to each other. My target is still giving me shit. So I amp up my game by making comments on her duo tone dress and how she wants me to take my "sweater" off and innuendos. I kino her on the arm and she slaps my hand off. I laugh. 30 seconds later I try again, no slap. I leave it on her shoulder for a bit resting while making a point. Then I move to the lower back and I'm closing my proximity to her as I talk. Now she tries to dismiss me by saying "I don't want to talk to cute boys like you anymore" or something, but she makes a Freudian Slip. I bust on her for calling me cute and her friends find this hilarious and are cracking up because they heard it too. It's now ON. 2 minutes later I'm locking her in against the planter with my arm locking her sides and my body physically locking her from the front (planter against her back). Now shes mine. I slowly get closer to her and brush my face near hers. I can tell shes breathing heavily expecting something and getting excited, she leans forward for the kiss and I continue to move slyly along without kissing her. Shes now starring to me, open body language, and smiling. She wants it. I press my body against hers, lock her in with my arm, then lift her chin up with my hand and kiss her. She was very receptive. It was like a fairy tale bar kiss. Cold to Hot. Licking her lips she looks into my eyes, pleased. Make out time. Now, we're making out like high school kids on Prom night and her friends have simply moved over to allow us this private moment. It's obvious shes enjoying it as shes wrapping her arm around me and giggling while giving me some tongue. Latin on-lookers watch as this Asian guy is now making out with one of their own. I tell her let's get out of here and grab her by the hand and lead her out of the patio area to the exit. We run into her friends and a guy trying to # close one of the black girls without any success. He asks me for help, which I try to give him a boost, but his game just isn't up to par. He's bragging about his 25K recording studio which no one really gives a shit about. I tell my target let's get out of here. "I have to use the bathroom." "So do I." I take a piss and her friend comes up to me asking where she is as soon as I leave the restroom myself. "Shes in the restroom." Now this is where the Blonde Latina sees me and comes up to me dancing and smiling. We flirt a bit and my target is now exiting the restroom. Merge sets and introduce my target to my other target. She tells me she must find her friend. We find her fast and she asks for her phone. Friend pulls her Droid out and she goes to the Contacts section and looks up her own name and shows me her number. I enter it in my phone and make fun of her for not even memorizing her new number yet. Social proof myself and then give Blonde Latina a hug and take my target by the hand and lead her out of the bar. On the sidewalk we're walking towards my car in the adjacent parking structure and shes giving me resistance physically so I just keep dragging her along. Mentions her friends or something that are waiting for her. I'm plowing and dragging her more. We get half way down the sidewalk and she just stands still and anchoring herself while I pull on her arm. I'm physically attempting to move her but shes being stubborn and giving me shit about work in the morning and her sick aunt (which turned out to be real). I ignore and continue to go for the pull. Suddenly we're making out. Then 1 minute later a car full of her friends yelling her name pulls up and we hug and she bounces with them. I'm now standing on the sidewalk and I see Blonde Latina walking towards me. She opens me with "Good night" which I take is that shes lingering around me because she wants to give me her number. I get her schedule and grab her number while hugging her. She says, "I thought that other girl was your girlfriend." "We're just really good friends." I tell her. We hug and she tells me to call her, but she has to leave because her friends are in the car and shes the designated driver. Oh well. I walk further down the sidewalk and one of the "Picture Taking Girls" from the beginning of the night is calling me "beanie boy" in which I look around like shes talking about another person and she says, "No you!" So I go over and shes putting her arm around me talking to me and asking about if I always take pictures of myself with other people's camera, in which I respond, "Only yours." Shes loving it. Now shes asking personal questions about me. I think shes tipsy and her friends are in the proximity but just smiling at her hitting on me. I talk with some of the other girls in the group that I like more and theres drunk dudes trying to game them on the sidewalk with lame shit like "Yo girl, whats your name?" Driver finally finds her keys and they are parked right out in the front. Normally I would go for the # close with the girl that really liked me in this group, but I did not find her attractive at all. So we hug and they take off.

Demonstrating social value and being desired by women in this instance really did wonders for me. Plowing and standing my ground were key. I was persistent and traversed several shit tests that were thrown my way. She was a tough nut to crack, but when she did, it was like a magical PUA moment that would be compared to Rocky Balboa surviving 13+ rounds in the ring.


Escalation Auto-Pilot

It seems over the course of consistently going out over the past 4 months, I've managed to get the hang of things. Under 5 minutes, I can kiss close and escalate properly on auto-pilot. I arrived at the club late tonight after I went for drinks with my Thai girl who's so banging and her swag game is together as rapper Young Gotti would say. I always see her with new Gucci purses and she pushes a 7-Series. She has this glow that sucks me in. It's like a lighthouse in the fog or moths to the porch light. Anyways, we had hot and cold sake and Kirin Light, my favorite mainstream Japanese Import Beer. Big surprise the venue we chose I already knew the hottie bartender, I txt her prior, but apparently she broke her forearm and it makes slanging drinks a bit difficult. Oh well, one sexy ass babe will do. After drinks I roll to my usual spot on Tuesdays. It's about midnight. I arrive at the club, say what up to my boy at the door and cruise inside. Club is unusually sparse of hotties. Normally to get social, I will open any set as soon as I get in. Sometimes it goes well and I get actual results, but this drill is to start things going and build momentum. I see some blonde dancing whacky and I made a comment, "Is that you dancing?" she thought it was funny. It's how you say it. I address her Asian friend, introduce myself, say something humorous, exchange a few bullshit comments with the friend, then lock onto my target. She invites me to sit down and we start bullshitting. How can I deny a girl with fish net stalkings and a red lace bustier? Shes really digging me because her legs are now facing me, shes whispering in my ear, smiling, and touching me constantly with her hands on my thighs. It's definitely on. Normally the first set is warm-up, but sometimes you just gotta rip full-throttle and hope the engine doesn't blow. We end up having a smooth conversation meaning it flowed like Ludacris on the mic son. She then says, "I really like that you came over to me, you're the first guy with balls to even approach me." I said, "Yea, I like you too" with a smirk. She smiled and I gave her the claw (arm around her shoulders) as a kino reward. She was now quite smitten. Now shes totally woo'd. The friend now excuses herself and doesn't drag the blonde because shes comfortable and can tell she likes me. Enter bullshit talk and lots of kino, now ready for the kiss, I begin my slow progression (this should of been quicker and sooner retrospectively) and a Snoop Dogg song starts blasting and she's like "Oh My Gawd, this is totally my song" in like the most Valley-Girl MTV brain washed way. I looked at her funny and said, "You can't be serious." She's like "OMG OMG, come dance with me." Given I don't really care for dancing, I say, "maybe later." She then exclaims she must dance to the song as it's her favorite and she says, "Find me later" well jumping up and down. "Maybe."

Still seated, I post up on the leather couch and light up a cigar as usual. My standard short smoke Cherry CAO Flavour. These are decent short smokes, girls enjoy sharing them with me, taste great, are unusual, but aren't hand rolled. About 30 seconds later after I light it with my blue flame just perfectly. This Asian girl all dolled up, blinged out with real diamonds, and a sexy ass skinny jeans (her ass was nice) and low cut drape silk shirt came out. She sits right next to me out of all the other empty spots. Obviously, shes interested. I opened with something like, "Nice of you to join me dear!" She melted like butter in the Mojave desert. I position myself closer and drag her in. She was very receptive to my kino. Within 30 seconds I already have my arm around her, her face on my shoulder, and I'm feeling how soft her skin is. Which felt so well taken care of. I also made a few comments about she looked like she just robbed a jewelry store. She clarifies that "my family owns a jewelry store, so they made me this" pointing to a 10 row diamond bracelet. The rest of her ensemble was diamond earrings, bangle, necklace, and belly button ring (I like playing with belly button rings). 2 minutes later I have her legs wrapped in between mine and I'm feeling her inner thighs. I make a comment and try a DLV by saying my jeans are tighter than hers, but she keeps qualifying me. Blatant IOI. Now, I'm feeling her exposed shoulders and neck with a delicate touch, making funny comments about her using lotion and how we just met and she didn't need to go to all this trouble to impress me, that will come later. She then said she didn't take a shower prior and I busted on her for that which she enjoyed. I'm sitting there and I notice the other guys on the couches across from us watching both of my interactions unfold within seconds apart from different women.

Now, we're wrapped up, my eye contact is deadlocked like a F18 on a MIG, I'm feeling her skin, and go for the kiss. Shes very receptive and her lips are so soft and taste great. I love it when a woman takes real good care of herself and pampers her body. This is 5 minutes after initial opener. Now we're cuddling and her friend Sarah joins us whom is dating the promoter. She's also very cute and quite articulate. I introduce myself, win her over using some humor and give her a few compliments. Possible cock block disarmed. I feel like the champ in Hurt Locker. Disarming cockblock bombs. Now she quickly leaves and we're alone. Shortly after, we mentions some dude who is pursuing her and how she thought he's weird and how she needs to "hide." Good thing, I was quick on my feet and regulate my alcohol consumption as I came up with an excellent plan for her. I share that "she should hide quickly and act like we're making out." Robert E. Lee should take some notes, this strategy won the battle and we end up really making out and probably making the dude extremely jealous. She tastes so good. After talking for a few minutes, going for the pull, she explains needs to get back to the birthday party and is responsible for Sarah. I tell her to give me her number so we continue this later as her logistics suck (friend and shes designated driver) and that we'll meet so she can make me some bling bling jewelry. Next, I quickly find out what her schedule is like, she gets off work around 5, Monday - Friday, and lives and works in LB. Right afterwards, I tell her I will call her tomorrow so she can start on that jewelry (on going joke, great for call back humor, and it frames her doing things for me). Shout out to my boy Tim (natural player) who recommended I take "copious notes" which I quickly jot down next to her name, reminders, and her schedule and hit save. I also call her so she has my number. Two main reasons I do this: she will save me and remember me when I call which makes me more important and I verify it's a real working number. After over a 100+ # closes in 4 months, you'll get creative and make sure the number closes are solid. She tests me by asking what her name was, she gave me two names: her shortened nickname and her real name (she actually showed me her Driver's License) and not only did I pronounce it right, but I remembered it accents and everything. Bonus points! The cherry on top was that I didn't make typical comments as most guys do when they hear her name. Score, now shes differentiating me from other guys. We kiss and I see her off. (I end up having a fun D2 with her on a yacht the next day, but thats another story)

I move to an adjacent area and open a 3 set of Asian girls sitting down while standing and addressing them. This set would potentially scare most guys as they were currently engaged by some other guys sitting next to them and surrounded by gawking guys. Perhaps, the last 2 sets went so well, I kept the momentum going and I opened this set with something silly like, "You guys are way too cute to be hiding in the corner over here." Giggles ensued. I quickly got each name, verbalized the names (I do this for two reasons: reinforce remembering their name and show I really do care and want to get to know them better genuinely), and lock myself in the set by telling the my target to move over. I address the set a bit longer (should of won the mother hen over more) and allow the other girls to be distracted with the conversation next to them while I focus on my target. She scoots her fine body over and I'm trying really hard not to oogle those tan melons exposed in her wife beater's cleavage. I can't help myself. "Hey, guess what?" She says, "What?" "You have the best cleavage in the club, I like." She laughs and accentuates her cleavage closed to my gaze by shaking them and putting them in my face. Now, this is becoming a spectacle and the dudes that have seen my other 2 previous sets are becoming jealous in their facial expressions. What I do now, is great kino. She was in a semi-weird position in the corner while I was on the "straighter" part of the couch and she on the curved part. I picked her up physically by supporting her lower back and carrying her under her thighs, then I place her round ass on my lap. I'm getting hard already. This is all within 30 secs to 1.5 mins and shes already taking pictures of us together. She positions her face really close to mine and we lock eyes, shes looking at my lips, I go for it and she backs away abruptly. "I got you to try and kiss me!" "Night ain't over yet dear!" while smiling. Shes now telling me her name which was so English sounding I didn't believe her. Apparently her parents named her after a Princess and shows me her Driver's License. Now I capitalize on the opportunity to do some role playing with her being the Princess which she eats up like fat kid and cake. Now the conversation is fun and we of course end up kissing during this interaction. Creating a magical moment out thin air is though, but perhaps she saw me prior making out and got her hot. Shes now sitting in my lap, playing with my hair after removing my beanie, giggling like a school girl, touching my chest, kissing me, and smiling. The mother hen and sister it turns out to be won't have this. She calls her some names and says its not appropriate for her to sit in my lap because we just met and yanks her arm off and starts scolding her. I shouldn't have interjected and used humor because the protective sister was pissed and didn't want her little sister who's much hotter having all the attention while she gets ignored by the source of her sister's pleasure while she talks to some random boring chode with a baseball cap. Now the mother hen is saying shes leaving with the other friend and she better go with her or their leaving her behind. The over-protective sister is now pouting and pulling the friend physically away from the couch. She then proceeds to pull my target which I pull her back and tell her that, "it's unfortunate your sister doesn't want you to enjoy my pleasure. Obviously shes quite adamant about leaving and probably a bit jealous. So, give me your number and we'll continue this later." She puts her number in my phone and the sister is already about 10 feet away waiting impatiently with disapproval and scorn. I hug her goodbye.

Afterwards, I realized I should of given the other sister more attention which she desired. It was still a lot of fun to do this within a 5 minute time frame and have all the other male observers envy me. Headed to the dance floor, spoke with a half-white, half-Hawaiian, fully cute HB in a low cut dress. Apparently she just broke up with the BF and is out with her friends patrolling for cock. This report reminds me I should call her up and give it to her. Shes the studious type and works as a care taker for seniors which I had a bit of rapport as I take care of my grandparents somewhat. I qualified her on this and also had some banter in regards to her liking Barnes and Noble over the club. Throw in a comment about me liking the discounted coffee table picture books and the warmed up to me. Prior, I was hitting on her friend who was much hotter, but then I saw her and thought she was cute so I went for it. Perhaps she was attracted to my resilience. My buddy Rob who goes out with me fairly often says when I'm out, "I'm relentless" meaning I don't give and fuck and keep pushing until I get the results I desire. Arnold Schwarzenegger said it best in his biography when he explained to reach his level of success in bodybuilding, he would commonly throw up from pushing his body to the limits. He went to levels other competitors wouldn't in order to achieve his goal and win body building competitions. Such determination, persistence, and ambition is rare these days, and women find it irresistibly sexy. Arnold has an awesome mind set which has helped him become a Championship Body Builder, famous actor, multi-millionaire, husband to a rich and powerful woman from a prominent and powerful family, and Governor of the great State of California.

I time bridge the tan beauty by projecting a future cute date going well with the two of us having fun and grab her number. Hug and kiss on the forehead then we depart.

Nights like these are what makes me love the game!

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Skeptics On "Game"

With the slew of seduction products, pick up shows, gurus, trivial magazine article advice, counter-intuitive television programs, and "friendly advice" it's no wonder many men are simply confused with what is real game. It's difficult to know who and where you should get your information from. I say, consult true players that you see getting real results. If I wanted to perfect my drifting game, I'd consult Sam Hubinette or Tarzan Yamata. Perhaps, I'd like to up my culinary skills, I'd at least talk with Gordan Ramsay. When I up'ed my marketing game up, I consulted Dan Kennedy and Jay Abraham. Get solid advice from people living the life and doing the things you want to achieve already, even if you have to pay for it. It will save you time, money, effort, and frustration.

Game is when you get consistent results with your methodology. I refuse to debate which method is better (IE: Mystery Method vs. Natural Game vs. Direct vs. Indirect) as I believe a tailored mentality to your personality, dominant traits, and communication style can yield a harvest bountiful for any man wanting to enjoy the sweet nectars of success with women. Anyways, on to your local club during a Spring Break Thursday...

Of course my business always comes first, so I had a bit of work to wrap up before I bounced to the club to enjoy the company of my buddies and fine women. I arrive at around 10:30 while the crowd and line is already wrapped around the corner. My Blackberry is already ringing. I meet my buddy and on our way to the entrance we see some of our other friends sitting outside on the patio next to the club at an adjacent bar. We shoot the shit and I invite them to come along with me into the club. I tell them I'll check to see who's working the gates to get us all in. After all, rolling with 4 other dudes really isn't what swings the gates open and rolls the red carpet out. It may help if you go with really down gay wings to a gay club and have women all over you like bees on honey. My afc buddy, I love him to death and he's an excellent friend, but I've never ever ever seen him with a woman unless: he paid her or I invited her to go with him. He's already doubting IF I can get all of us in the club without waiting in line for hours while simultaneously bypassing 70 people in line. This is where "greasing the wheels" comes in handy. I always meet the promoters, gate keepers, bouncers, managers, and owners of the venues I frequent. Not only does it show love to people that are working hard to please you the patron, it shows social status, class, and always comes in handy... unless you enjoy waiting in line for 20 mins and paying erroneous cover charges.

Of course I see my promoter buddy working. I say whats up and he's totally down to have me and my boys skip the line and join the party. I always tell people how much I appreciate it and thank them. If I see them inside, I don't hesitate to have them join my ladies and I for stiff drinks and shots.

This is where I love to make an impression on the ladies waiting in line by themselves. Not only does it look great to be walked inside bypassing the line with 2+ ladies on both sides, but it's a huge DHV to them and all the other girls watching. I'll pull a few hotties inside with me and they'll buy me drinks inside. I tell my friends the good news, but 3 of them are being shy, which I excuse myself from to enjoy some female company. I invite my afc buddy, Rudy and he's down. So we roll inside with 4 girls, him and I. They love my rockstar look: My custom tailored one button sharp lapel blazer, diesel low cut shirt, skinny black jeans, Chrome Hearts bracelet, BWL necklace, studded belt, with slick narrow Gordan Rush jeans make the people mistake me for a Korean soap opera star or movie star from Hong Kong.

The club is packed like an overstuffed FedEx package. Asians galore... its really poppin' and I run into 2 other friends that I didn't even know where going. They buy drinks and we start the night off right! Patron, grey goose and pineapple, and "razors" which is a custom specialty drink that tastes like shit that my Vietnamese buddy Rob raves about. It straight up is nasty and leaves you in a cloud of drunk haze, which is shooting yourself in the foot when you're trying to bring A-Game on all the ladies.

I do several approaches: grab a few numbers from a dolled up tall blonde with a bust that would make Cops look like Sesame Street, sexy Asian girls with a figure that Mattel should put into production, and Latinas that make my sex drive pull a Nascar finish. Along the way, we ran into a few duds, 2 boring MILFs and some drunk Asian college girls. I'm pretty seasoned, so this does not phase me whatsoever. In fact, I think it's fucking hilarious. Sometimes, I like to laugh and exaggerate that they're my last chance at love and I'll cry myself to sleep later that night! (Thanks for the tip TD!)

Now, this is where Rudy starts to annoy me while I'm working the crowd. Not only is he socially unaware how to work the crowd and social groups, but a wallflower and horrible wing that would down Maverick in Top Gun faster than Mach 3 (and I ain't talking about the razor blade). The only job of a wing is to build his buddy up as much as possible to boost his game and distract/intercept cock blocking bogeys. Of course, I can recover and plow through his off-the-wall comments, but it's discouraging to know your own friend is that desperate for female interaction. From most uninformed casual observers, speed seduction (not the RJ Product) may look awkwardly foreign. Accelerated game a lot of things are taking place in a short time frame. First 30 sec there is physical kino right, the kino escalation continues, while the verbal game is tight and logistics are uncovered, then within 5-10 mins or less, physical intimacy takes place. Rudy views this as creepy and unusual. I ask him what he believes is a better methodology for banging a woman quickly... he says to wait for eye contact then when shes available to go and talk to her. Basically: wait for IOI, approach, then hopefully she'll like that so much she jumps on your cock. I told him, with my mild good looks that I might be here until the end of the Obama presidency term waiting for that to happen. Rudy tells me once again I need to "stop being creepy." I respond, "Bitch please! I'll make it a point to demonstrate this is the most effective by the end of the night. Just wait..." I light up an Irish-Creme Madagascar Vanilla CAO Mini and watch as the legs begin to open with fresh aroma and tight game. Rudy excuses himself to grab another drink. I work a 2 set with an Asian with tight frame with an ass like J-Lo (does she still go by that name?) and a Latina. Apparently, the night was similar to the career of Apple CEO Steve Jobs, had a few set-backs, then comes back to change minds.

I could tell based off her response to my kino that she was into me and very receptive. After amoging some on-lookers and set poachers, we end up making out. 5 mins into the set or less. I should really start timing interactions now. Logistics are difficult, but it can be worked out. We exchange some laughs, groping, and they're loving me. I tell her that I'm taking her home, she says "lets go." So I pull them, but we have to see this black dude that chaffered them from their house to the club, because she left a purse in the car. I txt Rudy, I taking these two girls home and I'll see him later. He txts: "I want to see." I tell him to wait out in front for us. He leaves before we can get out, so I know he doesn't want to be proven wrong like I did when I clocked the best time at the quarter-mile and beat his by nearly half a second. So I tell him I will txt him picture messages of the journey along the way. We finally find the chauffeur and the dude is dragging his feet. Now the girls are pissed and the guy is like showing fucking YouTube videos to this other guy. He ends up getting lost in the parking lot trying to find the car, stops many times to have a conversation with this other dude, and after this I made a few semi-rude comments for him to hurry the fuck up. After walking around in this parking structure, I felt like Jerry Seinfeld in that episode where they get lost in a mall parking structure and along the way run into all sorts of shenanigans. This girl's booty is redonkulous and dudes would come up to her with weak game. 20 dudes from the club to the car hit on her. I stood right there slightly entertained. I even say the cashier from the club that gave me props for pulling these fine specimens of the female body. After 30 mins, we finally reach the car. Dragging his feet again, I figure this dude is pissed he was AFC and picked these girls up, paid for his gas, his car insurance, and drove to the club, bought them drinks, just so they can make out with me and leave with me to suck on my cock. He gets really upset and upset black dudes, raise a red flag of caution with me, so he starts yelling after she quickly grabs her purse and tells her she's "disrespectful" and "rude" and starts going on and on about what an atrocity she committed by leaving with me. He did mention "no disrespect to me" which I said "none taken, I'd be pissed too" but then again, I don't play afc chauffeur games. After he tells her how horrible it was for him to pick them up and not get any, Asian JLo is tearing up. I tell the dude off after like 2 mins of his rambling. So I grab them both and walk them over to my ride, while snapping a few sly pics along the way of the pull underway for my "Doubting Thomas" buddy.

We jump into my car and cruise to a hotel with a name I felt was so fitting: "Hotel Menage."

Of course I show him: the girls and I in the parking lot, car, cum stained hotel sheets, and the gorgeous view overlooking downtown on a sunny Friday. No response yet, but I guess he's probably sleeping at 6AM.

She sucked such a good dick for 45 mins and I blew the biggest load ever. I came hard all over the place, then 10 seconds later, I blew another fountain of cum. My 2nd multi-orgasm. I talked to a few experts and did a bit of research, it indeed was a multiple orgasm. I wasn't quite sure, but my definition from several sexologists and professionals, I can positively conclude I have achieved a male multiple orgasm. It felt like a torrent of pleasure. Now, I can only partially speculate what women feel like during their multiples. I'm breaking all sorts of paradigms, even my own!