LR 082309 - HB Sweet Tits shows some southern hospitality in Charlotte

I was in Charlotte hanging out at dinner with about 10 people from the weekend long NLP seminar along with a student of mine who is good enough to be a co-trainer, ElectroPussyMagnet, a name which is well deserved. We were playing around with all of the skills we had learned having fun playing with weasel phrases and embedded commands. ElectroPussyMagnet used some mad NLP skills to shorten our group’s wait time down from an estimated 2 hours to less than half an hour while charming the hostesses at Magiano’s. One of the hostesses even called a friend of her’s and told her to stop by to meet these 2 hot guys. Not a bad way to start our night of language experiments and planned debauchery.

While we were sitting on the patio the woman who the hostess told to meet us walked up to us, I'll call her HB Sweet tits. She came up to the edge of the fence by our group’s table on the patio at Magiano’s and then ElectroPussyMagnet and I started talking to her. She is about 5’6, pale skinned, curvy, blue eyed blonde with nice perky 36 DD’s, chill laid back, generally more of an introvert but she with a hint of a bad girl side she has her name tattooed on her upper back.

ElectroPussyMagnet was doing most of the talking, a blend of cocky funny juiced up with some weasel phrases and embedded commands. She was definitely interested, gave us both her phone number and later sent us a text telling us where to meet her. After talking game with our NLP seminar leader for longer than we had originally planned we finally made it out around 12:30 to a hick dive bar in uptown (formerly called downtown) Charlotte. This not what we had expected after working the upscale clubs at Epicenter the night before which was over run with hot chicks some of whom were buying us drinks and where we both kiss closed two friends that were part of a birthday party.

ElectroPussyMagnet and I quickly decided there was not too many women that we were that into and so we were using anyone and everyone for linguistic target practice, which was great fun. We met up with HB Sweet tits and some of her friends. After a little while HB sweet tits left for the bar to get a drink, Aye and I bailed for the outdoor patio where we could talk more easily. He started making progress with a Hooter’s waitress that was on the rebound after being dumped earlier that day.

I eventually went back inside to see a genuinely sad HB sweet tits “I thought you guys had left without even saying good bye.” I realized at this point that I did not need to be as cocky and challenging, so I gave her a hug, “aw, we weren’t leaving just wandered a little and then got distracted.” Although I might have to go rescue Aye from the Hooter's waitress outside, those women don't take no for an answer.

As I hugged her I started gently stroking her hair and then massaging her shoulder’s and then started kissing her neck. There was no resistance so I pulled back to face her, gazed into her eyes, tilted my head and leaned in for the makeout kiss. After some making out and pressing my leg against her pussy the bar was closing and she was heading out with her friends. ElectroPussyMagnet and I planned to arrange logistics with phone numbers from last night and get some rest for the seminar the next day.

Then we kept up by text:

Her 2:11 am: Mmm you are so sexy. Come back here soon and I’ll show you some southern hospitality.

Me: Mmm that sounds hot, it’s too bad you can’t stop by, it’s not necessary to imagine my thick cock deep inside you

Her: well I have to play somewhat hard to get … Though that sounds fucking amazing

Her: Will you come back soon so you can put your hard cock in my pussy?

Me: Hey I’m leaving tomorrow night but before I leave …

Her: before you leave what?

Me: perhaps we could meet for an early dinner

Her: like what time? I live in south Charlotte. You can come to me

(I didn't get around to responding right away)

Her: aww, don’t you want me? ;-) goodnite

(she then sent her address)

Sunday during the seminar:

Me 10:36am: Ah, and it will have to be an early dinner since I need to get back. But of course your sweet pussy will make a tasty appetizer. I do like to take my time.

Me: As you imagine the feeling of my tongue kissing my way down your body and find yourself anticipating what it will be like when the velvety texture of my tongue is lapping away at your clit …

After the seminar I went over to her apartment and just hung out and talking to her on her couch over a bottle of wine and then took her and ended up staying the night and enjoyed her sweet southern hospitality before heading back to DC bright and early in the morning. Another fun game I like to play guess this cup size. I correctly guessed her cup size, a perky 36DD. The cleavage was totally popping in the tightly fitting tank top that she was wearing when I came over to her house so it wasn’t a difficult guess. She was amazed at my talent and said I was like a “12 year old boy” in my enthusiasm for them. I said “well when you have as much experience with breasts as I do … I would I also went through my language pattern where I create two parts of attraction, the best of the good guy and the bad boy and then combine them together, more detail on that in the next LR writeup from Public last Wednesday.

Key points and lessons learned:

I calibrated down the cocky funny approach to a more kind and gentle approach once I realized that she was already attracted to me, wasn’t giving any shit and seemed to have kind of low self esteem and I got the intuition that she was not used to guys treating her well. Part of the reason I could be kind and gentle yet still escalate the iunteraction into an SNL was because of the travelers frame, that is since I’m only in town now, it’s now or never. This eliminated any resistance because she might want to put me on the relationship track without my having to use lots of challenges or false disqualifiers. You can get away with being “nice” as long as it comes from the frame of her being attracted to you and you being scarce.

Next time I am in Charlotte at least I’ll have a nice place to stay with a friendly big titted blonde Carolina girl

LR Sat 7/18/09 – Tall Brunette feminist volleyball player

On Saturday night I went out in Adams Morgan for the infield portion of my weekend seminar after leading day 1 of my 2 day seminar where I described and then demonstrated some of the various techniques on a female friend of mine. The tentative plan was for our group to meet on the rooftop of Reef, so I got there around 10:00ish before the peak crowds arrived. I was leaning against the bar just sitting back working some non-verbal rapport around the room when I caught eye contact from HB tall brunette as she turned around and looked over her shoulder. Ah, ha got her. I waited a few minutes and then wandered over there.

I opened by acting like I knew her. "Hey! How are you, wow it’s been a long time, how have you been doing?" She and her friend looked like they were trying to figure out how they knew me. She asked how we knew each other and I said high school. She asked where I was from, I’m from Florida she’s originally from North Carolina. I ignored this minor difference in geography and kept going.

I asked her if she had seen any of my friends that I was looking for, many of which had been around for a seminar. From there I went into my main routine stack of seminar speaker/ sexual DHV stories. She asked me what I did and I told her I was becoming a teacher of communication skills to men who are developing their ability to communicate more powerfully with women and to learn sexual techniques to hone their talent as incredible lovers. “It’s about becoming the kind of guy that naturally understands women, the kind of guy you can really connect with (self point) and be attracted to (touch anchor on her shoulder) Then stacked onto the Instantaneous Connection pattern light, skewed more toward rapport and pacing.

Then I launched into the ex stories, which is starting to turn into a DHV routine and theme to launch patterns. I told her about how I met my redhead ex girlfriend at Brass Monkey and pulled her hair and smacked her ass. I told her about the seminar in Las Vegas in January and how the ex had a lap dance with two strippers while I flipped a remote controlled vibrator on and off. How we had sex in front of a crowd at Dark Odyssey, and more. HB tall brunette appeared shocked, oh my god, you’re so sexual. “Do you tell all the women you meet about this stuff?”

I said yeah, pretty much, it’s just part of who I am, I don’t see any reason in hiding it or trying to go out of my way to act polite and appropriate. It’s more fun for me to test and see how much a woman can take. I’d rather scare someone off right away than have them linger here in meaningless small talk thinking I’m someone else. And, honestly after just getting out of relationship I don’t give a damn anymore, the last one will be a tough act to follow, and it’s good being single.

She appeared shocked once again, but said ok, I guess that makes good sense. She was a redhead too? Wow, that’s hot, it must have been intense! My last boyfriend was a ginger like you, those gingers … She paused a little. I can’t belief this, you’re so confident. I’ve never met any guy who talks like this.

I said so what do you make of it? You seem pretty comfortable. She had open body language, and her arms were down at her side.

She said yeah, I don’t feel uncomfortable but you are so different than any guy I’ve ever met before, I’m trying to get used to this. You’re so sexual, but I feel comfortable around you too, this is weird, Who are you? I gave her another touch anchor, ah isn’t it great when you can meet someone who is very sexual (gesture with right hand palm up), and that you can feel comfortable with (gesture with left hand) in the same person (both hands point to self).

At some point, Mad Maverick came into the picture and engaged the friend, it looked like things were going very smoothly so I just kept going. HB brunette’s phone number pulled out her phone and noticed that her battery was dying. I told her that she should get my phone number before the phone died. So I pulled out my phone and dialed her number. Then we went back to talking.


From there we got onto talking about jobs and where we were from and such. She is a woman’s studies major interning at a feminist lobbying organization for the summer before her final semester of college. I teased her for being younger than my little sister. Also might work a peace corp-like job in Africa that would involve extensive travel. She is 5”11, Venezuelan decent, straight Spanish ethnic heritage, nice ass, perky average-sized breasts in a loose top that did not show them off. She asked about my background (Irish and Germanic) her face lit up as sh said oh, you’re a “ginger” with my reddish hair, apparently her ex was also a “ginger” too, so I’m her physical type.

I told her I knew several women who could be described as feminists including some of my longest time girlfriends. I talked about how it was great how most feminists were now pro-sex feminists as opposed to the ones a generation ago.

She agreed, yeah feminism is pretty much all pro-sex now. I spun into a pattern about isn’t it great how women can now be empowered in their sexuality to choose what they really want to do (self point), for reasons that are no one else’s business except her own. She nodded.

I said and that is the type of thing that guys like myself have learned and are discussing with each other, how to get laid in a way where we understand that women can come from a place of sexual empowerment. You see I think many guys (gesture away) think that women always are looking for a committed relationship or a guy that might want to marry. But my recent experience from my former girlfriend is that women, especially when they are right at this age, just graduating from college and maybe a year or two after college are not necessarily looking for Mr. Right, they want to do things before they settle down and have a family. However that doesn’t mean a woman doesn’t have needs, and doesn’t want to be with a guy that understands where they are at in life and can give them a really good fucking (self point, and fired off anchor on her arm again).


I got a shocked look from her again, you’re so sexual, I don’t believe this (with a smile) … Wow, it sounds like you really understand women.
What can I say, I’ve have my share of experience.
Oh, my god, (playful punch) there you go again, you’re so sexual, everything about you is sexual. How many women have you been with? I shrugged. She said I’ve only been with 5 guys ever, and two of them were relationships that lasted longer than 1 year… That lead to some more conversation.

I responded: there has to be another option out there between serious relationship and one night stands for the woman who doesn’t want to be tied down in a relationship but still wants to get some. That is what enlightened men are starting to realize, we’re out there. I like to call it my friends plus plan, you should apply you would be a great candidate :)

At this point I was getting a little restless and wanted to get a drink so I left and said I’d be back with shots. The women drifted around and then at some point Faz engaged them and had both of them for about 5 – 10 minutes or so. Then I came in and re engaged them and went back to the brunette. I went back into the sexual cocky funny routine, laced with some pre suppositions. When we do it we’ll have a great time (I nodded). And you don’t have to imagine what it will be like as you feel my thick cock sliding deep inside you ...”

At some point HB brunette wanted to do another shot, I said ok, this time it’s your turn to get drinks for us as I gestured toward Faz and her friend. She agreed and went to the bar with her friend while Faz and I stole their seats and talked, things were going very well for him. When they came back we kept their seats. Faz’s girl ended up sitting in his lap while HB brunette ended up facing me between my legs while I firmly held her waist and we made out a little bit. She wasn’t going at it with the same level of enthusiasm as her friend, so I teased her you’re such a delicate kisser, it’s cute. She said that she didn’t want to be too crazy in front of the whole bar (and possibly her friend who was right next to her). I worked my way down her neck and to the back of the neck, pulled her hair a little. Then I gave her ass a playful smack, once again she said you are so sexual.

HB Brunette said you seem like you could have any woman you wanted, why did you pick me? I told her she looked over her shoulder and gave me eye contact so I started talking to her. She said that she looked over because she could feel me looking at her (the non-verbal rapport worked even though she wasn’t even looking at me). I shrugged and said, I guess it was your lucky day then . She also said she felt kind of intimidated, how can I keep up with you, you have all of this experience. Well you’d like to learn, right? Let’s just relax and be comfortable and you can learn a few things to take back to college with you.

At some point my female friend that was at the seminar on Saturday stopped by and we briefly chatted. She was going to Madams Organ, I thought about bouncing our two set over there to meet her. Then HB Brunette got a text message about a party in Rosslyn. I tried to arrange the logistics, I knew the girl I was with was probably DTF and it looked like things were going pretty well for Faz and his girl. I told her that we could drive them there, she could come with me and her friend could go with Faz. She nixed this idea, so then I said the two of them could go with him and I’d meet them there. She nixed that idea too, I don’t know if she wants to go with him, (while her friend was sucking face with Faz like she was giving her CPR). I was about to call out the bizarre irony, and about how she was deflecting this situation onto her friend because she didn’t want to look like a slut in front of her, but I kept my mouth shut. She then said to call her later about 2:30. At that point they left and Faz and I went back out looking for the other guys. The girl Faz was talking to gave her phone number before he could ask.

Epilogue and getting laid
After lingering on the Adams Morgan strip for a little while longer, I called her at 2:30, went straight to voicemail, her phone battery must have finally died or she was underground on the metro. She tried to call me back around 3:30 but I was passed out asleep after a long day a. I called the next day to invite her to the seminar and lots of talking, we exchanged text messages and then talked Monday night to arrange a meeting for last night. She

drove over to my house totally DTF and she pretty much jumped me, but she couldn’t stay the night since she “had to get up early and couldn’t stay the night because she had to give her roommate a ride to the metro."

Lessons learned:

• If you set a challenging frame high value frame where you are qualifying her, you can be totally inappropriate and use stories of sex with other women as DHV stories and opportunities to introduce ideas and embed commands at will.

• If you set a very obviously sexual frame from the beginning you can eliminate the possibility of any last minute resistance and she will f close you.

• You can be very sexual while still controlling the frame of the interaction with her if you own your sexuality as part of your identity and she is convinced that you are someone she could learn from and would have a great experience with.
  

• Two set logistics can be tough, but if focus on developing a powerful attraction/ connection and seed the sexual interaction between you two will propose a solution i.e. call me after I get back from the bar with my friends and tuck them into bed., or I’ll stop by your house sometime.

• When a woman is talking about what she thinks her friend thinks, it usually has more to do with her own agenda.
  

In this case I don’t know all that was going on with Faz and his girl but there appeared to be a high amount of rapport and romantic/ physical attraction. I think my girl just didn’t want to look like a slut and wanted to find a way to isolate with me without her friend and roommate knowing about it. The only way to do that would be to go home with her roommate and then sneak out, which she would have done if she hadn’t called back to find that I was already asleep.

LR 03-08-2008: Catching a Cougar

Saturday night 3/8 LR

Background from Friday 3/7 FR

I was outside with Strats and some guy who is part of the ask romeo group. We talked business and compared different styles of pickup and then a cute brunette, slightly older but with a really nice ass (HB Cougar) approached and asks about the red and black snake skin cowboy hat. She has been a ski instructor before and is a bicyclist. So I said you must have a really really nice ass, so I grab it and check out the goodies, and then voice my approval. She said she is married and showed me the ring but she asked me to dance and led me out onto the dance floor where we make out and I pull her crotch right against my right upper thigh while holding onto her hips firmly and kissing her neck, including the nape which rapidly ramped up her horniness, thank you Sir Mix A lot and Bell Biv Devoe (That Girl is Poison). She checks me out feels my arms, chest and ass. It turns out she was only going to be here for the weekend, which is very good in my book because I have urgency and a time constraint to use as leverage when setting the frame. Her friend finally pulls her away, I swear if guys could just pickup all the jealous friends standing alone while their friend grinds away they would never even have to do their own approaches J. We exchange phone numbers and talk about meeting up during the daytime on Saturday.

Saturday

She called at 3 AM on Friday night/ Sat early AM but apparently my phone was set to ring and not vibrate so I didn’t hear it and didn’t realize she’d called until later. When I spoke with her the next day, it looked like daytime wasn’t going to work so I told her to meet me out on the Adams Morgan strip. Her friends and her ended up starting at Old Ebbit Grill next to the White House and then stayed there. In the meantime the girl that I picked up from Lucky Bar in less than 30 minutes back in mid January was texting me, trying to get some. She’s on my shit list for various reasons, so I let it dangle.

HB back calls at around 3 AM right after I had dropped off Dare and Natural and another guy near McFadden’s while I was giving Fate a ride back to his apartment. I drop by and there are two guys two girls. My target comes up, hair more reddish than I had thought, a little bit older but still pretty good and gives me a hug, completely ignoring some other guy she had been talking to in a Navy uniform. I make out with her, pull her close and give her big booty a smack. I wanted to remind her of where we were at last night. Her friend is talking to a guy who looks sort of like Emmitt Smith, who seems to have decent game and seems to have the other woman intrigued.

“Emmitt” knows some after hours place where we can drink over in Chinatown. I tried a test close to get HB Back to go with me, but she wanted to hang out longer with her friend. Upstairs in a private dining area of a restaurant in Chinatown we hangout and the other guy hooks all of us up with food and drink. HB fuck buddy from Lucky Bar in January that had texted me earlier hits me back with a vague, “what’s going on?” While my woman is waiting for the bathroom her friend talks to me and says that she is so glad her friend met me, that I’m hot and that it was good for her ego and that younger guys are better in bed and that I seemed really great. So of course I was just eating it up. As we were talking she spoke of a young military guy that she picked up and said “yeah I’m a cougar,” I jokingly did the cougar claws and said “rar” for effect. I pattern some things back to her about how women get better at owning their sexuality as they get older and stuff like that. The friend was now totally in my court.

Later my woman and I bond, it turns out she is very smart and took college math classes starting in 6th grade and now runs a bike shop and comes to Washington periodically to lobby congress to offer employers transportation tax credits as part of the energy bill. She and her friend were party girls and still are.

Later its time to go and the friend closes me, you’re coming back to the hotel room with us, right? Once there I head up to the hotel room but then find a way to bail after the other two get naked in the bathroom and stumble out onto the bed, right as I’m about to take off my woman’s top.

She asks, “why me,” and I realized that I had never bothered to qualify and validate her. I told her that it had been awhile since I had been with a woman that was not right around my age range or younger so the novelty was interesting and that I thought she was hot and had great energy. Then I said I need to go home, because I was miserable, between blue balls and IBS symptoms that I have that tend to act up when I’m out drinking, but she was welcome to come with back to Virginia. HB cougar and her friend have a “pow wow” in the bathroom while “long dong” who is lying naked on the other bed waiting for his chick to get back. I think it centered on whether the friend was ok being with the other guy and on whether or not my woman was actually going to go home with me or not. Perhaps the friend gave a little extra nudge, but I felt the rapport I established earlier definitely helped in this case.

They come out, the friend wrapped in just a towel, she ends up topless on the other bed, I had to restraint myself from grabbing and nibbling on those tits. Finally 7 AM and we’re heading back home while the first lights of day are starting to break. I casually say something like those two look like they’re going to have fun and she says that her friend has restraint. Hmm, naked in bed with a guy and nothing’s going to happen, gotta love chick stories, the funny thing is her friend really didn’t seem to care what other people would think.

LR 03-04-08 Panera Pickup - Day game & Day 2

Ok guys here is a day game LR, my first cold day game pickup in awhile. But after this experience I would strongly recommend giving the daylight a shot. Last Wednesday (2/27) I went to Panera Bread in Fairfax to meet a friend of mine that I have been coaching for a couple months now.

I walked in looking for the guy I was going to meet with my laptop and a pile of books in my hands. I caught eye contact with a cute girl, on the way into the venue, and after a quick lap around the place I caught and held eye contact again. She is 5’6, 36D, curly blonde hair, blue eyes framing a baby face. I took a table near the fireplace maybe 10 feet from her and setup to get some work done before my deadline. Some old ladies started asking me about my laptop and told me about how they hadn’t even taken their computer out of the box. I briefly and politely talked to them, and then did the cool bubble visualization a kinder gentler version of "smurfing" to subtly cut off rapport without being outwardly rude and the conversation died. Finally I could get some work done, but the blonde was checking me out again, this could be good.

I started to think of a low-key opener and after she took a short phone call I opened using that as soon as she hung up. “I like the phone, its really cute” Thank you. “Its kind of like that phone on that commercial, the one where this guy’s teenage daughter gives him a pink phone with rhinestones on it and the waitress at the diner calls him princess.” She laughed, yeah it’s the cover for my iphone, I tend to drop my phone and this thing has protected it very nicely.

From there we banter back and forth, she plays with her hair a little and maintains really strong eye contact, she has a warm smile. We get into some small talk, she is 25 and went back to finish her degree after being a bartender for several years, although she looks more like she is 21 or 22. I cold read her a little, you’re a very strong person aren’t you, you normally get your way but you respect and appreciate men who stand up for themselves. She responded, yeah, there is nothing more unattractive than a guy who can’t standup for himself.

What do you do, you have books on Media Publicity, sales letters and direct marketing, are you a business major? I said no, just a businessman. I was going to meet one of my mentors here, a semi-retired M & A lawyer who’s now too cool to have a cell phone. I explained my business to her and this generated some curiosity and intrigue and a whole thread that I could embed some patterns in. Then she said, are you like Tucker Max, oh can you believe that story about Tucker Max and (lowers her voice) butt sex?! I then move over to her table so we can talk a little quieter. I said actually its funny you should mention it because I am going down to North Carolina on Monday to see him speak and meet him.

But I’m not really like him, well maybe a kinder gentler version that hasn’t published his stories, yet. What I want to do … Then I talked about men and women and relationships, I said its about becoming the kind of guy that you can really connect with, you know, like have you ever just felt an instantaneous connection with a guy, you know that little click … and then its like as you are there, talking to him, looking into his eyes, it seems like you have known him for as long as you can remember almost like you were meant to know him, and maybe you can even imagine what it would be like some time in the future, still looking back on today as having been the start of it. She is holding eye contact, kind of nodding along and then she starts talking, oh yeah, its really great when that happens …

She said, so do you have a girlfriend? I said girlfriend, girls are like that Lays potato chip slogan … You can’t eat just one. She bursts out laughing. No seriously, I love women but I don’t know if I’m at the stage in life right now where I’m ready to commit to just one woman.

She asked for one of my stories and so I told her one of my erotic stories which has several embedded commands in it and sexual accelerants in it. I followed that with “I think most men don’t understand that many women can be with a guy, even if she is not in an exclusive relationship with him. The key is to have the right expectations for the interaction and for a woman to know that she is doing what she wants to do for her own reasons, because that is what she wants to do.” She said, “it sounds like you think everything out almost like you have a plan and I said well of course, it just makes logical sense to know what you want and go for it powerfully and without apology.”

I said I think relationships can be just like shopping for an iphone. For example when you bought that iphone, how did you go about it? She said, I decided I wanted it so I went out and got it, I don’t like salespeople. I said you strike me as the kind of person who knows what she wants (self-point) and then decides to get it. Me … on the other hand, I worked in sales for a few years, and I find that sometimes I like to work with a knowledgeable salesperson to help find the best product I am looking for. I see them as a guide to help me identify which product has the features I am looking for and then when I get the right product at the right price I just go for it. So I said if you got the right product with all of the features that you were looking for at a price that you found acceptable would you buy it? She said well, but what if I could get it somewhere else at a lower price and I miss out on that. I said what if they would match the price and then give you a portion of the difference? She said, ok sold!

We talked a little longer and then I went after some of her body sensations. I was reading this article awhile back in … I think it was Psychology Today and they were saying that most human experiences happen with a distinct process and that by understanding the process you could gain some measure of control over it, say the process of feeling attracted to someone. So, when you first know that you are attracted to a guy, what is the first feeling that you get that lets you know you’re attracted to this guy?

She blurted out, butterflies, up here, behind the sternum. Interesting. They were also saying that sometimes it has a color, what color would you give that attraction? And what shape would you give it? (symbol fractionation and synesthesia) Notice that as that shape gets larger and the color gets more brilliant, those feelings can also get mmm (auditory anchor)… so much better. Her face had turned pink and a secondary area of reddish pink had developed on her neck (I love pale skin!) I gestured back toward myself, wouldn’t that be a great way to see the world.

Then we talked about something else and then her brother called. Excuse me just a moment I need to take this. She cut it short, some sort of errand to pick up pet food. She also told the other person, I’m kind of busy I met someone, I’m so glad I came out today remember how I said I had a feeling I was going to meet someone…

She hangs up and then we someone end up on the relationships topic again. She asked if I had ever been in a “serious” relationship and if I ever wanted to get married someday since I seemed like such a playboy. I told her about how I was like “Good Luck Chuck” and went into my good luck chuck pattern. She asked about what I looked for in a woman, and I told her about how looks weren’t enough, “past a certain point, I look for how much fun I am going to have with a woman, is she highly intelligent, very sexual, does she have integrity and do what she says she is going to do, because I don’t have the time or inclination to deal with any bull shit. I want women who are confident enough to trust their own feelings and go for it, and who don’t have any hang-ups when it comes to sex.

I said relationships aren’t too bad as long as I can find someone to meet me at my level and that doesn’t take away more energy than I give out, its kind of like with beer, relationship light! She smiled, me too. She had to go to class at George Mason. Ok, I have to run for class but I would love to meet up again sometime soon. I agreed, we exchanged phone numbers and agreed to meetup on Friday. I like setting dates on the spot if at all possible.

It turns out Friday wasn’t going to work out for me, so I called on Thursday night and left a message cancelling but offered Tuesday. She called back while I was out on a day 2 with the girl whose number I got while she was out with her fiancée standing next to her (thanks to Ignite! for the assist in disarming and distracting the fiancée, who was just 5 feet away while I got her number).

Tuesday rolls around and I’m coming back from meeting Tucker Max at Duke. I send her a message, Falls Church Panera Bread at 3:00. I was running a little late and at 3:02 she called me to let me know she was there (someone is definitely very interested). I told her coffee was on me since I was the one running late.

She asked about Tucker Max and his crazy stories and my speeding ticket on the way down to Durham (84 in a 65, but the guy knocked it down to 80). We talked about driving and I shared with her my strategies for avoiding getting caught or bargaining the speed down.

We talked about family and friends and life in general. I told her about how I considered myself to be a hybrid of my both my mother and father and how they had influenced my personality and my beliefs about gender roles and the role of parents etc. She shared some similar things.

Then to lighten it up I transitioned and wanted to go back and loop through the signal recognition pattern work that I had touched upon before. She remembered, “you were just talking about this the other day and I thought about it later and actually the color would be pink and not red. Red represents deep strong passion, but at first its pink, the start of the feeling is there but it is not fully developed.”

I looped it back to her: “Ah, that makes sense, I think its interesting how this happens because I once asked this to a girl I was seeing about 3 years ago and she said that for her there were two distinct kinds of attraction. She said there was lust attraction and love attraction. She said love was up here (point to solar plexis) but lust came from a much different place.”
Her: She smiled, hmm I wonder where?
Me: Well this was IM and she was at work and I was at work so we had to be a little discrete. Then I ran through the symbol fractionation a second time for the sexual feelings separate from the love feelings.

She said she couldn’t believe it but last time she felt very excited and energized after she had met me and that it was like I was the male-equivalent of her. I saw this as confirmation that I had effectively developed deep rapport and gotten her to ratify it. Of course I also felt that level of connection too, once in rapport I deepened my own state so that my language would congruently guide her feelings.

Then I said there was this video I could show her about some weird NLP stuff. She tried to get it on her iphone, but the wifi connection was too slow at Panera so I said come to my house our wifi is super fast. So we got up and she followed me back to my house about 4:30.

I showed her the video and then started rubbing her shoulders. She asked if that's what I did with all of the women I take back to my bedroom, I said well it depends on the mood that I'm in. I hadn’t really expected any last minute resistance, but I think she wanted to make herself seem to be at least a little bit of a challenge just so she didn’t look too easy. So there was a little playful resistance, but it was kind of funny, like the safety pin used to hold together her jeans because of a tear in the crotch. I said well it would provide easier access, that brought a playful slap from me. With token LMR, some physical resistance but no verbal resistance, just being persistent and plowing ahead while escalating the sexual tension will usually work just fine. At one point I asked her what was up, you know you want to and she said she was thinking if she wanted to do things this way again. I told her to stop thinking and just enjoy the experience. It turns out she was a squirter, that was pretty cool.

A little later in the evening we took a break to go out for martinis and sushi (you gotta love a girl that is into hard liquor without any of that fruity crap). I asked her when the first time was when she knew she was interested in me. She told me that she noticed me as soon as I walked into the Panera in Fairfax, she said she was drawn to how I would made and held a high amount of eye contact without backing down. She was also impressed by how I was kind and polite to the old ladies who started talking to me about my computer. Even though you come across as so cocky bordering on arrogant, I knew you had another side to you, its like you’re a player, but you can also be kind and sincere too.

Total time: 1st meeting, 2 hours, 2nd meeting 1.5 hours until bedroom. She’s a cool chick and she’s coming over later tonight after class to visit. I better put on the rubber mattress pad!