RE: My 100 Approach Study
This update covers the last two weekends. Saturday night a week ago I hit up my usual club. The venue shaped up well this night with lots of good looking girls, but I wasn’t feeling too energetic; I’m involved in a number of projects right now and it’s taking a lot of my time and energy.
Approach #21 I walked up to the bar to get a drink and saw the same girl with great tits I had approached on approach #20, sitting at the bar. My rule is to not reapproach a girl who has already rejected me since you will virtually always be rejected again, and I refuse to chase a woman just on principle. But in this case I saw out of the corner of my eye that she was giving me classic IOIs- she looked at me as she rocked on the bar stool, adjusted her dress, and flipped her hair. I rationalized that this was a different night, so a reapproach was allowable.
Me: So you didn’t get enough of this last night ,huh?
Her: Yeah, haha
I continued trying to talk to her for a couple of minutes and while she seemed interested she just had nothing to say in response to me. Some nights I can carry a conversation by myself for quite a while but that night I just wasn’t sharp enough. I think this was an instance where a girl was open to an approach by me but she just had no ability to have a conversation with a stranger. I turned and walked away.
Approach #22 Went to the bar to get another drink and as I waited for service I noticed I was standing next to a red haired freckled woman about 40. She was only maybe a 5.7, but I love me a redhead and even more importantly I could tell by her body language and facial expressions that she was the horny cougar type. I don’t remember how I opened her, but she responded enthusiastically as I expected she would. We talked for a few minutes and then I drifted away to see if there were any better looking targets. It was disappointing to find that while there were lots of hot girls, they were all in large groups or with obvious boyfriends. So I wandered back to the cougar and she pulled me over and started hanging on me. After rubbing my arms and shoulders for a bit, she went for a classic cougar move-she shoved her hand inside my shirt and ruffled my chest hair. Mmmmmmm, she moaned. At this point I was thinking she was my best option for the night but I decided to give the club another look. A walk around turned up nothing, so I went back to the cougar and began questioning her about the details of her visit with an eye toward figuring out logistical issues. She told me that she was at the club with her sister and that she was staying at a family owned condo with her kids. Whoops – I know from experience that in this situation a pull is not going to happen. Time to bail out.
Approach #23 Saw a thick but shapely girl with a cute face standing at the bar.
Me: Can I get in here and get a drink?
Her: Sure
Started chatting with her and it was going well. After several minutes she said, Aren’t you on Plenty of Fish? Didn’t we exchange messages? Yes I am and I’m not quite sure, I responded. It went downhill from there and after a few minutes I decided to go home.
After a frustrating several days of failure over the weekend, early in the week a bright spot appeared. I got a text from the hot hostess of the party I described in Post #22 inviting me to her party that weekend. We had exchanged a couple of friendly texts since the party but I had not pushed it any further; I had decided that I much preferred the blonde at the party- although they were equal in looks-both truly hot 8.5s- the blonde had a personality that I found charming and we had hit it off much better. I thought I had felt sparks between us at the party. I had texted the blonde in the ensuing week and she had responded briefly once but had not answered my second text. I wondered if she had just lost interest or was playing girl games. I hoped that she was going to be at the party and if she wasn’t I knew the hostess and probably other attractive girls would be there so it was worth attending.
The evening of the party I went to some effort to make sure I looked good and then went to a bar near the party to pre-drink. My strategy was to arrive later to allow myself and the female guests time to have a few drinks first. Me, because I wanted to make sure I was loose and social and the girls, so that they would have their alcohol goggles at least partially on by the time I arrived.
I walked in alone about an hour and a half after official starting time, cheek kissed the hostess and shook hands with a few guys I had met at the last party. Then I noticed the blonde- she was looking at me and smiling expectantly. Yes. I went over, cheek kissed her, chatted for a moment and then continued to circulate. Over the next hour and a half, I had a good time, talking to people and returning now and again to the blonde but not giving her any special attention.
Then I did something that in retrospect I realize probably was a key move, although there was no planning to it. I had met a pretty, hot bodied girl and spent quite a while talking to her , but not with the intention of picking her up- she was with a date and I still wanted the other girl. We started dancing and she taught me the basics of a dance style. I’m sure the blonde must have observed all this and the result was that I inadvertently created a jealousy scenario. Eventually I went back to the bar area to make myself a drink; suddenly the blonde was standing beside me.
Her: Do you want to go boating with me tomorrow?
Me (coolly and quietly): Yeah, ok
Here I will make a point that can give hope to all players in training –I know for a fact that when I was in my twenties and early thirties I would have responded to this invitation from a girl I desired with a silly, high pitched laugh and something like Sure I’d love to, thanks so much, I’m really excited about it, etc which would have betrayed me as the overly eager- rarely- gets- a- hot- girl beta that I was and of course killed her attraction to me
But I haven’t been that man for a long time. I learned to act in a different way and at first that’s exactly what it was-acting. But, over time, I changed. The way I acted and the attitudes I adopted became me so that now I seldom have to even think about how to respond when I am confronted with a challenge from a girl- I instinctively come out with the correct tone and response most of the time. Sure I have my bad days but not that often; more often I am amazed at the tight game that comes out of me without any conscious thought beforehand. First you work on some basic outer techniques and begin to improve your Inner Game, eventually your Inner Game begins to flow outward like some magical force. And I am totally convinced that girls can sense this- their mate selection has evolved over millions of years to find the males who exude this aura.
Bang #4 The next day I met the blonde and her friends at a marina and we headed out on a boat to a cove known as a party spot for boaters. Sure enough, when we arrived there were already dozens of boats with a party atmosphere going on. It quickly became clear to me as we rode around the cove greeting people that this girl was accustomed to first class treatment from the local rich guys. I’m talking about guys with million dollar waterfront condos/houses, big boats, multiple businesses. Real ballers. Her friends told me quite of few of them had pursued her, offering her the sorts of things their lifestyle could provide, though mostly unsuccessfully. I knew I couldn’t hope to compete with that, but I also knew that my best strategy was not to try to compete. Rather I decided to do the opposite.
I teased her, I negged her lightly. I ordered her to fetch me beers from the cooler. I talked to other guys and to hot girls I was introduced to .I did first mate duties on the boat. I never complimented her or stared at her in her bikini. While I did talk to her from time to time, mostly I ignored her. While the big boat guys were kissing her ass, I treated her like she was nothing special. I wasn’t solicitous of her welfare (though I did watch out for her safety), I didn’t hang around her or follow her around. I really believe that if I had spent the day just talking to her, making sure she had a drink, putting suntan lotion on her, asking her if she needed anything and so on, what happened later wouldn’t have happened. In fact she referred to a couple of the rich guys as “creepy” because of the way they had pursued her by offering her things,
By the way, if you guys have any doubts about the way girls actually view their beta orbiters, this girl is a good example . She has two main orbiters both of years long standing. When she and her close girlfriend had a few drinks in them they started mocking these guys ruthlessly (they weren’t on the boat). Just laughing at them for how they worshiped her and would put up with anything she threw at them. And this girl by my reading isn’t even a real bitch; she’s actually fairly sweet. But that goes to show how ingrained a hatred of betas is in the female mind.
After a few hours we returned to the marina and as we unloaded the boat she asked me if I wanted to come back to her place and take a shower. Yes, I did. After a quick drink at her house we got in the shower together. She invited me into her bed and I spent the night. The next day she told me that on the boat she had a discussion with her girlfriend about whether she should bang me or not. Her girlfriend, who liked me and had told me I was hot, had given me her approval and told her to go for it.
A summer boating trip and having sex with a beautiful girl fifteen years younger than me- I've had worse weekends.
Current totals
Approaches: 23
Girls approaching me: 5
Kiss closes: 4
Number Closes: 3
Cockblocks: 1
Blowjobs: 2
Bangs: 4
SNLs: 1
"If anything's gonna happen, it's gonna happen out there!- Captain Ron
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