<editorsnote> Nerds, meet my buddy Anwar. We met in Florida last year, and it was because of him that I got to go out on a date with Steve Ward. True story – Anwar tweeted about Steve’s Ustream broadcast, and that’s where I asked him out. That shit cray! He’s a rad mofo, and active in the pick up artist community (PUA) and wants to share his tips and tricks with you today. I only have one more thing left to say … HIT IT ANWAR!! </editorsnote>
Lately my confidence has been wailing since the whole St. Patrick’s Day one night stand Facebook Message. As of now, I’m going out completely detaching myself from the outcome and only going with the flow. I needed a night to regain my confidence and be myself for a chance. For now, I’ll be more sensitive to my observations and think more about the future consequences of the choices I make.
**Disclaimer – All names in this are fake**
I call my mentor on the way out the door. We discuss the foundations of the Mystery Method (Google M3 Model or just plan Mystery Method if youre clueless) as I’m walking into the venue and park my ass on the couch outside to finish up on the phone. Suddenly, I hear the music go off and everyone starts boo’in the DJ … apparently a fuse busted when they tried to plug-in something but w/e.
I look to my left and I see a two set chilling. One of the girls which I recognize from The People You May Know feature on Facebook. I glance at her while sipping my drink, in return she gives me a slight smile and preen of the hair. I say in my head, “I’ll get to you later” Only to run into a previous set from the night before. I’ll give her the name of Cassidy. So, Cas was accompanied by a few of her friends I havent met just yet. I mingle with them a bit on the outskirts of the dance floor before my curiosity for another girl eases me off them.
Recently, I’ve found me a dance partner whom I have GREAT physical chemistry with. I can tell there’s a mutual attraction between us, but the bad side is she is currently in year 14 of her marriage, lucky guy. I like her because she always introduces me to her beautiful friends and tells me we can’t dance together on the account of her husband being present. She still manages to steal a few pinches off my ass throughout the night.
Anyway, the dance floor seemed to be calling to me for a while. A couple of songs later I bounce off the greet my hired guns (Hired Guns: Bartenders, shot girls beertub girls) as usual…Roxy is my favorite, she always greets me with a couple kisses on the cheek and asking, “Do you want your sprite now?” I decline and head back out to the dance floor. Ultimately I find this to be my routine before any serious game takes place. I’m always thankful for the relationships I develop with people, all bullshit aside from game I wouldn’t be “Juice” without them. (My Nickname)
While I’m dancing 2 other girls catch my eye. One of which I met on Valentine’s Day and had an awesome night of conversation and light intimacy. Lorine (Pronounced like Lauren) greeted me with a jump mount hug followed by a few small kisses. We boogie a bit before her friend decided to join. Lorine tells me she’s married but its was cool to still have a little fun with her. The way her body moved to the music was a definite turn on I was almost envious of the guy she married. She removes the scrunchy from her hair and swung it in my face, bends over extending her arms to grab the top of the couch and begins to grinds her ass against Perseus. I give her a little wiggle and from there it gets interesting. She turns to me with the “fuck me” eyes letting me know to continue my advances. So, I grab one leg and grind for a bit and I whisper into her ear, “You ready to go higher up” she puts both hands on the top of the couch, I toss her up.. she wraps her legs around me and I give her the ride. While doing this I lift her higher and I get a good reaction from this. Lorine comes back only to tell me she married.. like reminding me not to do anything. I respect that, I admit the girl was kinda tipsy and we were really just enjoying each other. At the end of the interaction, I pause for a sec… and re-analyze what’s going on around me.
I space out into a Sherlock Holmes moment of analysis:
3 lovely ladies observing my every move. 2 of which 15 feet away, black dresses, flirtatious body language, torso’s facing me and liking the way I dance.
1 woman 40ft away with a young gentlemen seems to have a smitten look in her eyes. Welcoming eyes but playing hard to get.
In summary: Engage the 2 lovelies and lead them to the bar. Merge the set and isolate the woman outside to the balcony. GAME!!
**Space back in**
But I didn’t do that.. Haha!!
Anyway, I make my way to the bar and see Cassidy looking at me again, note her husband is there also.. so I take the time to befriend him and ask about his night. So, she says “I saw you out there and I saw you doing your thing”. I acted as if it was normal business and her friend next to me says, I don’t think we have met.. note her bf is there also. While I’m talking to them, another girl I know runs up to me and greets me, and not to far behind is her friends.. she says,”Hey baby”I hug her and she kisses me on the neck. I run out and dance with them for a while, I eject to another girl wanting to dance also. I sit back on the wall, and I let her do the dancing. I get a bit involved when I dip her and such. She constantly repeats, “Your gonna get me in trouble”. Some of her friends are here and one greets me. The moment this occurs I look around to see that most girls we’re staring at me as if I’m the hottest guy in the club.
“Be the Observed NOT the observer” — Mystery
I go back out the balcony and I look to my right and see a two set, both are pretty cute and we start talking about random shit, I shake hands and lock in. So, we are talking and things are going well, im getting some kino (touching) from both girls. 15mins in, her brother and his friend walk up and I greet them. They both introduce me and I do seem to be holding the frame quite well. But as quick as a Tyson right hook, I find myself isolated with one target and somehow seemed to lose her moments later.
I find myself dancing AGAIN with girls I know. Note, I already know this girl from Facebook but i don’t say anything. At the moment, she seems pretty drunk but alert. Conversation ensues, fluff talk so to speak. Max and Leala.. I love those names.. Max veers off for a minute and I’m alone with Leala. We start to talk about the reasons we go out, she had been sitting there a while maybe 3 feet away from me and the 2set I was with.
Didnt have to DHV, I had been pre-selected automatically.
She begins to qualify herself telling me how masterful she is around a stove, I reply with value about how I come to love writing and helping other people with relationships. Max comes back furious about some guy who just called her fat and just so you guys know she’s about 135lbs clearly not fat. I wonder if this was a rouse to break the tension between me and Leala but it put me in a strange position. One girl is furious about being called fat and begins to ask me if I think being “Thick” is a good thing.
I ponder for a moment and think carefully about the words I’m about to say. Max is tipsy and already angry, I didn’t simply want to respond with a yes or no. Instead, I’ll dissfuse her current reality completely. This is probably the most pimp response given to any girl who ask the “Am I fat?” question.
I say, “You’re from Kentucky, you’re a southern girl, for the most part YOU FIT YOU quite well, and don’t be ashamed of it either”. Leala agrees, and she asked me about her.. so I take my hands and go from her face down her sides and say, “Personally, your my type.. you’re a woman, you’re not thin.. I like a little meat” and I pinch her love handles. They both say, “You’re Smooth!”
Leala leaves and its Max and I and her and I are getting really cool, she leans over and we make out for a moment. As Leala, struts back over with the drink I go off and chill in front of the venue, and she knows one of my buddies. He introduces me to her as Juice, and it clicks she asked me if I had a Facebook and she remembers me as “DaJuice Jones” lol.. I smile and before she leaves she hugs me and gives me a kiss on the cheek.
Remember my friends, Not about what you say vs How you say it. For those who don’t understand, I leave you with this..