Post: #1

Hey RvF,
Lurked for a while during my blue pill days. Decided the time is now. For every thing that is. Game to me is the feeling of being on top of the world. Wearing the clothes I feel BOSS is, opening girls that are secreting their sweet feminine aroma through their permeable membranes', making a mundane , ordinary day/night into something you can tell younger people about..And Inspire.

There was a time when i felt..extremely concerned with the views of others towards me. Was not until I woke up from this Beta induced societal coma, that everything has changed.

I am a natural by nature , beta by nurture.. for those of us who believe in that theory. No male role models through the come up piled with an over protecting/devoted mother..was tough.

Quick story before i get to where I'm treading.

I had a job last year, towards the end of summer. At my job, there was an UNBELIEVABLE amount of fine ass women/chicks/milfs. And back then i would spit "game" but to no avail. I had the mindset of "what kind of chance do i have here, fuck it, give it a try" LOSING MIND SET.
A G once told me : "Once you look at her, and in your head, you have doubt..you've already lost."
Anyway, At my job, I befriended my male co worker. I spent most of my shifts working with him. Truly..the first man I ever met(personally) that was living the dream. He was 59 years old, his girlfriend was 31. He was married/divorced, had kids, grand kids. And the most natural game ever, it was beyond words. Back then i did not understand. He was not this extra ordinarily handsome man, his voice tone wasn't deep( more like a tenor) He was two inches taller than me at about 5'9. Shit I'm trying hard to remember if he had ANY traits that might turn women on and i cant recall. EXCEPT ONE. HIMSELF.

My friend had great posture, was well groomed, and since we would stand next to the Duty Free all day, he would usually get a fresh coat of cologne, periodically. I almost forgot, we wore a uniform every day. Did not flatter his body, he knew how to wear it.

My boy would get about 3 numbers a day. Girls headed to florida, montreal, NC, Quebec, ATL, and dozens of more destinations but they mainly had to transfer at those places.
His interactions with women were..an experience. From the little girl in the stroller who he played around with, to the teenage sister, and the milf. They all loved him. Everyday we'd talk about his bangs, his gf issue, and his overall journey. I would bait him a little, at first mainly to pass time..as he was just an open book.
All the female workers loved him, every man there respected him. And to him..It was like w.e** just passin thru. HE was not cold at all tho.

Finally he was going back to colombia to be with his gf, or to fuck her one more time on the pela .. and bounce.
I asked him while we were following our usual routine to freshen up and dip.
(Friend) Whats your secret?
Like every girl loves you. How do you do it?
"Well mijo" , he said.
"I dont know."
We continued walking. Eager to get some info out of this modern day casanova I said, " Do you just not give a fuck?" As this was the thought going around since day one of reading about game.
"No, I do care." I .. I didn't understand. Then.
He went on to drop this bit of knowledge right after. Was said in spanish but ill do my best to capture the moment lol
" You must change the way you see women in your head."
OK..
" I talk real nice to them, mi amor, querida, linda. (my love, sweetheart, cutie)"
Kool..
" And I talk real DIRTY to them. Puta, webona, come verga ( slut, bitch, my whore)"
Boss.

He gave me a personal style tip, we signed outta work, shook hands, and then he was off.

Fast forward.
I now find myself under the graces of Aphrodite herself. The teachings from one of the greatest professors in life, are monumental.
I believe I am the SHIT. I'm a sexy motherfucker.( got this from my lesbian friend who bangs and converts model girls, WEEKLY lol) I don't give a fuck what you think about me, my actions, or my intentions. They are mine, and concern myself and my target audience.
Above all I believe in myself. This is not as easy as it is typed.
Everyday I wake, to continue my journey to where i want to be.
I love the journey, it teaches me many things. Daily.
I pick up girls on the train, we have convo's tht can be from seconds to 30 min +. So times I leave a chick who i sort of lose interest in during our interaction with nothing more but a kiss on the cheek. They seem disappointed.

Concluding with my contribution to the newbie thread, I'd like to add these thoughts and facts.
Girls can sense/feel your insecurities,fears, doubts. It's an immediate turn off. Girls can also sense when you don't give a fuck ,come up to her and say something. Totally different vibe.
Last thing I will say about my boy. He was a pimp in the old country. He was pimpin' for 3 years. till he decided promise in america/canada was better than the streets of quayaquil.
I wanted to see the look in his eyes after one day he said something on the line of, shit that girl wants to fuck so hard, I'd fucking ripp her asshole. So later on he said, "Look there" 3 hotties all white girls ready to go to florida. Checked them out for a sec, and my curiosity set in and IMMEDIATELY looked him in the left eye.
What is saw in his eye, was the look of a man who knew the only boundary..was the one he set for himself.
The fire that burned in his eye, was greater than any flame ..any olympian.. would ever see, has seen.
He fucked and came in her, before she even saw him.

Post: #2

Nice story, some of your friend's quotes went into my notes lol