LR: HB Creole Legs

Ok, I’m a little tired today so let’s see if I can do this.  I’m going to try and cut out a lot of the meat and get to my points.

1.  I opened direct, but not what people consider direct, which is really not direct but a canned line, “Hey, I thought you were cute and I just wanted to meet you.”  I did more like what David X would say to do and whatever you like about her, you tell her, and that means EXACTLY what you think, not padded or soft. INTENT from the get go.

2.  Combined element of and INTENTION (different from intent) and Synchrodestiny.  This was a little different than how I would usually play the game but it worked fabulously.  I have been meaning and meaning and meaning to write a post on this but it hasn’t happened yet.  I will soon.  Basically the idea is stuff that people like Deepak Chopra, and Wayne Dyer teach.  That is, also, what I have been teaching people like Boom! and Jawsome (students) a little.  It kind of just came out in my most recent bootcamps, but it has seemed to be really powerful.  That is, you got up today with the INTENTION of talking to women.  So every woman you see is actually there for you to talk to.  It is LIFE giving you a GIFT.  It is NOT accidental that you decided to go meet women, and that you see a woman you like, and that your mind is telling you to talk to her.  It is ALL the NATURAL ORDER OF THINGS.  If you don’t approach you are slapping life in the face.  That’s a VERY basic run down, I will get into details later when I write the thread.

So, I was walking around near my place in a nice little neighborhood that I like to frequent, and I noticed walked into a second hand clothing store because, well 90% of those shops are women’s clothing and women love second hand clothing.  I saw this 2 set of black girls near the checkout, one was sitting on a bench and the other was talking to her.  The one sitting – I saw her legs and I was fucking immediately horny.  YUMMY!  She was also, IMO fucking way attractive, despite the fact that she wasn’t even dressed up.  She was wearing shorts and a sweat top.  I wanted to approach, but my brain reflected on something Johnny Walker once talked with me about.

We were in a diner in Lakeview and I saw a 2 set there in a booth who I told Johnny I was going to approach.  He said something to the effect that it was the wrong place and the wrong time.  It was an awkward situation, and that the girls would most likely not be receptive.  Then he made the point clear, which was, “Guys are always trying to open the difficult sets. Then they get rejected.  Then they keep doing it and keep getting rejected and they start to create a pattern of failure in their minds instead of thinking that it has to do with just repeating the same mistake over and over.”  This is far different from, “Advanced openeing blah blah” or whatever.  This is more to the point of, pick your battles wisely.

To me, that was a great lesson but I added something to it this time.  Intention and synchrodestiny.  In my mind I knew that 2 girls, In a store, NEAR the girls working the checkout.  That would be a LOT of pressure.  So, I thought to myself, “I am going to go back to my car and get my phone, which I forgot anyway.  Assuming that I am out and I am SUPPOSED to meet her, that she is actually there because of my intention, then when I come back I will meet her.”

And that’s what I did.  And when I was walking back, who did I happen to pass on the sidewalk?  The  two black girls.  And I opened immediately with, “I had to tell you your legs are fucking amazing!”

She got a big smile on her face immediately.  We started chatting.  Her friend only gave me a little shit but warmed up to me immediately after some light banter.

I made my intentions known, that I wanted to take this girl out.  But there was a lot of banter immediately with these two girls.  I was talking about how I was going to go work out, HBCreole Legs was talking about how she hadn’t worked out in 3 weeks but that she wanted to get on team skinny.  I told her how I could work out like a horse and no matter if I lost every ounce of fat on my body I’d probably be a big, stocky guy.

And she shot back, “uhhh…  You’re not that big.  I mean, maybe in your mind you are but ummmm…”  She was negging me so to speak.

I told her I could take her, called her short (she was pretty much 1 inch shorter than me) and then her friend got involved and had us stand back to back to see who was taller.  So banter was established pretty early.

Then we walked after a few minutes, and her friend actually went to where she worked apparently and left us.  I said, “let’s go grab some tea.”  She was like, “fuck it.  Ok.”

So we went.  On with the banter and a tiny bit of kino but not like clubby like since it was daygame and we only knew each other for 10 minutes.  Very soon the banter was going how I like it, racist… Wink  Not really, but I have dated a few black girls, one for over a year.  Plus some of my best wings and friends in my life were black guys.  What you learn is, when you have a good heart and the other person knows it, the “racist” banter goes back and forth.  She was talking about white people this and that.  I think the first thing was something about these cops we saw and how she made a joke about how we had to run or something.  I said, “No, you’re with me.  I’m white.  You’re safe.”

She was making silly jokes about shit, I would come back.  I can’t remember them all but the 2 that stand out were when we could cross the street, I would say, “it’s safe to cross.  The WHITE guy just popped up.”  And in the tea shop I told her she should order a “Hot Chocolate” and elbowed her knowingly.  She said, “oh is that how it is?”

The girl behind the counter had a big smile on her face and asked us if we were comedians?  I said something about how, “You know when you’re little and your parents teach you, “think before you speak”?  Well I thought that was TERRIBLE advice so I just really don’t think at all, and the words just come out.

Anyway so on and on we went, walking around the town, going into a store here or there.  Banter kept going, but so did vibe and very soon sexual topics and kino started escalating.  Soon we were walking around broad daylight and she was telling me how she masturbated before she left the house that day, how she liked dildos, I grabbed her legs, was being aggressive.  Lots of push pull kino (fractionization) and soon I had my arm around her waste pulling her to me.  I could have kissed her but didn’t.

I was headed to the gym and had no intention of pulling.  But I did want to see her again.  This girl was HOT to me.

So, that being said, I eventually stopped the interaction, and tried a timebridge, to which she said she was busy.  But she texed my phone which was in my car.

So I pinged her a couple times over the weekend, just fun texts.  She would take along time to respond but whatever.  Yesterday I asked her to hang out.  We did.

I took her for one drink, J-Dub happened to be at the day 2 bounce location and he was cool.  We sat next to him and he talked to her a bit, and then eventually he left.  I let her finish her beer, but I seeded early the possibility of going to my place to “watch a movie”.

She said, “I know what “watch a movie” means and it never means watching a movie.”  I said for me it did.

But then I said, “well I could say come see my talking goldfish.”

By the way, escalation was pretty easy, like I said.  The stage was set already so it was just kinda natural at this point.  However that also means I was actively doing it.  I did do constant kino and “let’s see if you fit” just because it kinda seems trademark at this point.  But straight to my place, straight to my bedroom, and straight to watching 300 part II.

And I was kissing her all over, and eventually…  I mean HOLY MOTHER OF GOD this girl was fucking BEAUTIFUL naked. She was trying not to let me make her cum but too bad for her.  I won…  She was like, “fuck!  I just came.  What just happened?”  It was cute.

I’m really tired today so I’m writing this, but if anyone has specific questions feel free to ask.

RL

Pickup Artists are Creepy Wanna Be Rapists Who Hate Women – The Double Standard

Pickup Artists are widely considered people who use tactics and techniques to try and “manipulate” members of the opposite sex into bed.  Predatory, manipulative, rape culture, creepy…

Where else have we seen that before?

Popular Women’s Magazines perhaps?

Let’s completely overlook the ways women can look their sexiest, to attract men.  Forget all the fashion techniques, makeup, hair, pushup bras, bling etc.  Just ask a girl, they do all that for THEMSELVES..  Yeah, right…

But let’s look at some of these Mainstream Articles in these Popular women’s magazines.

Article Titles like:

Get Men to do your bidding without being a Nag

Get in his head and in his bed!

Christina Hendricks:  How she chased her man and got him!

How to disappear without a trace.

The Sex position that will Put a Ring on your Finger.

Football and poker will improve your relationship.  Find out how!

And a whole host of ways to manipulate men through sex.

It took me literally 3 minutes to pull of 3 random women’s magazine covers without even skimming for what the content of the covers would be.  Let me guess…  Women don’t read these magazines.  That’s how these magazines stay in business, and have stayed in business for so long.  That’s why advertisers spend a fortune advertising their products in these magazines. It’s because women don’t buy or read them…  😉

Am I complaining?  Am I saying there’s something wrong with all of this?  NOPE!  As a matter of fact, I am very far from the hypocritical crowd out there spouting out how men learning tactics and techniques or even just improving their lives inside and out is somehow creepy, misogynistic, women hating, rape culture.  If that were the case than women have been rapey, men hating, creepsters since before I was born.

No.  Men and women trying to become more attractive to the opposite sex is AWESOME!  It is NORMAL.  Why not?  But this double standard garbage has to stop.  Women and Men are playing the same game, and the fact is, the WOMEN have been making the rules for a long time.  In essence it is a woman’s game.  It is a beautiful game to play.  It’s just too bad some angry, jaded people, both men and women, are trying to project their own ignorance, and corrupted thinking on it.

Flirting is a dance.  It is very much so, in my opinion, an elegant, beautiful dance.  So if men and women want to learn some moves to become better dancers, Fantastic!!  But this double standard that what is great for women to do is evil for men to do just needs to be put to rest.

Sidecar:

OHH!!  Looks like I made a booboo, to the excitement and delight of one particular mangina and his blog of estrogen filled man-hating feminist followers.

A couple of the covers above, are from a parody article.  I guess just taking the first 3 covers at random and posting them in 3 minutes has it’s setbacks.  Silly me.

However, since responding beyond my only comment I left on his blog,

“If you came out of your mom’s basement, and unplugged from your attempt to win the favor of women by self-loathing you could go to any supermarket and look at any cover of any of these magazines and see how ridiculously wrong you are.

Cheers! :)”

…which is still awaiting moderation, I don’t think that this warrants the attention of another blog post.

But what I will do is take another 5 minutes of my life to give another blogger more to obsess over me about by taking hours of his day to look into every little detail of what I am about to post.  Funny how a creepy, stalkerish guy is so quick to recognize (project) his traits in others while spending hours trying to dissect my article.  Projection much?

Oh, and click this for the mangina post.

On a similar note.  Check out this article about other websites similar to the Mangina site above:

I am the Patriarchy – Mangina Sites

One last word.  Of COURSE the mangina’s article completely misses the point of this one.

Again, I think it is FABULOUS that men and women are trying to become more attractive to one another.  Men and women are not separate like the mangina site would have you believe.

In life there are a couple different schools of thought, if you will.

There are people who are separate.  Apart.

I’m old, you’re young.

I’m straight, you’re gay.

I’m Atheist, you’re religious.

He’s black, I’m white.

She’s a woman, I’m a man.

And on and on and on.

Separate – Apart.  That’s what mangina and his poor collection of readers live their lives like every day.

Then there are other people who like to think we are all in this together.  In the Taoist philosophy we all compliment one another.  Yin and Yang.  Darkness brings light.  High allows there to be low.  Valley and Mountain compliment each other as do the Seasons.

Men and women make wonderful dance partners so to speak.  We are all on THE SAME TEAM.  The human race.  There is no jaded battle between men and women other than from those who have completely lost their way.

Flirting, sexuality, seduction.  It’s a dance.  A beautiful, wonderful dance that life has gifted us the opportunity to participate in.  There is no Me vs You.  There is not US and THEM.  We are all in this together.