Post: #1

I got the idea about giving an intro because of a comment I made on this post.
Travesty444 made a good point, and it prodded me to make this post.

Quote:vinman,

I took a quick look through threads you've made and didn't spot anything on game advice. Banging 300 girls by 28yo you must have a lot of wisdom to share more so if those 300+ were most of solid quality.

Are there any threads or posts you've made and recommend looking at relating to Game?

If not, please make a thread summarizing your experiences through those years I think many guys could learn from it.

I am guessing from 18-22yo you were banging 30-40 girls a year then things leveled off.

I'm going to keep it brief, and update the thread as I go along. I'm almost 50, so I can't do it all in one shot. Who would want to read it? Here goes....

I grew up on the south side of the Chicago. I lived in bad neighborhoods, but I wasn't "about that life". I played sports, read comics, and hung out with my friends. I was athletic, but so many others were better. What I had working for me was a quick wit, love of reading, and a good sense of humor. I got my first bang at 13 from a 15 year old neighborhood nympho. The only reason she paid attention to me was because I had moved away, and I was giving all of my attention to friends that were at this particular house party. She asked me to slow dance with her, and during the dance I started breathing on her neck. All by accident, and I guess this got her engine started. We went to another apartment, and she rode me on the couch. I thought I was the man. But I didn't get laid again for another 2 years. But I started cracking the panty code my junior, and senior year of high school, and got a few lays.

Flash forward to the fall of 1986. I'm on my first overnight pass from basic training at Ft. Benning, Georgia. Myself, and some of my friends met some girls at a carnival, and hung out with them for a while. When the carnival was shutting down we got some money together for pizza, and liquor and took the party back to our hotel. Got drunk, got the bang, overslept, and missed formation. Our drill instructor made a big show of yelling, and threatening us, but he softened up when he found out we had a night of drunken debauchery. We told our various tales from what's now called the plank position (it's the Front Leaning Rest for you military types) and he got a good chuckle out of it. Married guys live vicariously through younger guys.

I was assigned to the 25th Infantry Division, at Schofield Barracks Hawaii in December 1986. I got off of the plane in full uniform like a typical fucking nube at the Honolulu airport. I saw a cute Asian chick and started asking her where to go, and realized that she was giving me the eye. We made small talk for a bit, and I took a shot and asked for her number. I was stunned that she gave it to me. I grew up right outside of Chinatown, and there was always a separation. Chicago was a heavily segregated city back in the day. Still is to a certain extent, but not as much as when I was a kid. And that's why I was so stunned. A cute Asian chick was kinda feeling me. I completely forgot about her until I went through my in-processing, and marched off to my unit. Once I got to my room and started unpacking I found her number, and called her. She came and picked me up on the following Saturday and I got the bang.

I am not now, or was I ever a PUA. I was a young, physically fit, funny, and relatively confident street kid who was in a much kinder and gentler environment than I came from. It was like taking a young male lion out of a pride in the Kalahari, and dropping him into a game preserve where there were no natural predators. The lambs literally walked up to me to be eaten.
As a kid I was the runt of the litter. All of my friends were bigger, stronger, and according to the girls much cuter. To the girls, all of my friends looked like this motherfucker.
   

And played me like I was this motherfucker
   

But in a new place I was able to shine. Some forum members can bear out that I'm a laid back guy, with a good sense of humor. And I'm a talker. I'm not afraid to talk to anybody. What got me over on so many women from the ages of 17- 24 is that I was completely different from what they were expecting. I was from the projects, but I wasn't ghetto. I was a clown, but I wasn't a punk. I never initiated conflicts, but I whooped some guys asses publicly that tried me.

Growing up where I did the worst thing someone could say to you was "you were scared of pussy". This meant that you couldn't approach women. And I had to approach all day because I wasn't a Shemar Moore looking brotha.

Being the runt I thought I had to be fearless, and a little reckless to get respect from my friends. I didn't. They loved me, teased me, and playfully beat me up like big brothers do, despite the fact that we were all roughly the same age. This carried over into talking to women. I would walk up to a girl in the middle of a pack and start talking. No opener, just all Gonzo. It all started with a smirk (completely unintentional). Here's an example.

I saw a herd of lizards (thanks Moma) at the Ala Moana Mall and I approached the queen bee of the herd
Me- what's up?
Her- excuse me? (a little taken aback)
Me- just saying hi, and trying to get to know you.
Her- (eyeing her friends) why do you want to get to know me?
Me- I like your smile
Her- I haven't smiled
Me- Not yet (smirk gets bigger)
Her- Smile
And I was in.
And that's what I would do. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't. This was ok for me with chicks from the hood. It didn't matter if they were black, Latina, or Samoan. As long as they were hood, I was solid. If they were "good girls" I would soften up and tone myself down. It was all about adaptation.

This led to social circle game, and completely decimating female barracks on my base, and others. Once you banged one girl in the barracks they told others. It was the same for college dorms. So if you played your cards right you could make a killing. This is my first offering, and I'll be updating it from time to time. And I'll be brutally honest about my failures by going uber beta, and being the bitch. I've gotten a lot from the forum, so I'm giving something back.

Post: #2

+1

Great start to the story, I knew it would be interesting.

There must be many gems in this period. The smile line alone to warm up a colder girl is good stuff.

Post: #3

If I could give you yet another rep, I would.

G

Post: #4

Jesus Vin,

Your first overnight pass from basic is when I was being born in Chicago.

Hell of a story I can't wait for more man. I had no idea about you, hell you're for sure a certified WIA "Natural".

It is true, once you fuck one girl (really good) in the group, the other girls will eventually be curious and follow suit.

+1 Brother, Outstanding !

Post: #5

Vinman I already gave you a rep after meeting you; but yeah you deserve more, even more than me in my opinion.

Definitely nice to hear the story and now your vibe and demeanor make a lot of sense.

Looking forward to hangin again soon.

Post: #6

Like many of the others, I've +1 after meeting Vinman. Here's the thing to add for the other members; Vinman is definitely the laid back, cool, straight shooting motherfucker. There first time we met up, you could tell he had that vibe. He had one of the hotter waitresses at the bar in total swoon mode.

On of the guys who came to the meet up was just getting his feet wet and Vinman dove right in and was helping him with his text game. (I have read some of the texts and they are spot on and hilarious)

I'm very happy to call Vin one of my friends. I know he's always there for solid advice, just to meet up and have a beer, help me out with gun advice and tips and will make you stay on your toes with witty banter. A side from being a friend he is also a mentor. One of the best guys in my group or friends.

Post: #7

Great stuff.

Cannot rep you again.

I have heard from one white stand-up comedian on how he learned to be so good with women is because he grew up in rough neighborhood and simply learned from all the other guys who "were not afraid of pussy". As he became more successful it was super-easy for him to approach directly.

I guess you did that pretty well early on.

Also love the drill instructor stuff - pussy is a good reason to bend some rules. When I was in the military our drill instructors fucked more pussy than us teenagers.

Post: #8

Great story Vin! Looking forward to reading more of it!

Keep on banging brother! +1!

Post: #9

300 notches before 30? Goddamn. That's a lot of fucking. Good stuff man.

Post: #10

Part 2

After four years in Hawaii I went to Ft. Benning, Georgia. In Hawaii I was the big brother of the crew, but now I was solo. I didn't have too many guys I would call a friend until I met an older soldier that became a mentor/ big brother. I would go out and day game with a shotgun approach. I thought I was the shit because I could get 10 numbers in a weekend, until he asked me "do you think you can fuck them all"? I had never even thought about it.

He taught me to put quality over quantity, and focus. Instead of running around like a mad man gorging himself, I needed to form a rotation of top contenders. This was my introduction to the soft harem. This worked pretty well for my 18 months in Georgia. While stateside I would go to various HBCU (Historically Black Colleges and Universities) campuses in Georgia, Alabama, etc. It was easy attracting women because I was young, fit, employed, and I drove a SUV with a kickass sound system. And as anyone with military experience can attest, we all had decent rides, and access to cheap booze. On a college campus, or a small town this made you a rock star. I got word in the winter of 1992 that I was being transferred back to Hawaii.

During my second tour in Hawaii I was living off base in an apartment with a roommate. We ran hoes in and out for the next 3 years. Now it was time to get out and head home. This is where things got fucked up for me. My last 2 years in the Army were hard on me psychologically. I started to develop knee problems from what the military doctors called an abnormal growth spurt. Back in Benning I started lifting weights with some friends. I went from 190 to 215 in about 3 months. I had serious pain in both patella tendons from doing too much too fast. Instead of being an infantry squad leader I was put in admin spots because I was "broke dick". I couldn't run, ruck, and lead fighters anymore. This really crushed my confidence.

I got out in 1995 and went to Mississippi to be with my ailing grandfather before he passed. In July of 95 I went back to Chicago. Unemployed, broke dick, and no longer a physical specimen, I slowly turned into a chump. Instead of thinking about who I was and where I've been, I focused on where I was. A man must have a sense of self worth, and I had forgotten my value. I had old friends and family but I felt alone. I got some notches, but it wasn't the quality I was used to.

In January of 96 I got a job!!! I was an alarm tech installing home security systems. Ego boost. Then I started to work out again. Ego boost. My knees felt better, and being in businesses and homes daily I was able to start gaming again. Being in my work uniform, and driving a company vehicle I felt I had worth. As a more mature man I can look back on my post military self and cringe. I now know and understand that I define me, and no one else does. It's like having a Ming vase. A Ming vase doesn't stop being valuable just because someone took it off the mantle and put it in the attic. I know this now.

Because I was a muscular black guy some friends of a friend offered me a security gig at a couple of salsa clubs. The pay wasn't shit, but who cares? I would've done it for free! Bad bitches had to pass through me to get into the club. I came up on a few choice pieces, and came down with a raging case of Oneitus with a banging Puerto Rican honey. I still didn't have the carefree confidence and recklessness of my youth, and I continued to compare the 30 year old me to the 20 year old me. I looked like a Spartan, but I thought like a bitch. For some ungodly reason I thought I should find "the one". Maybe because all of my friends were married with kids. I thought being a 30 year old that I should grow up and be the guy that women said they wanted. That was the single biggest mistake that I've made in my life. Never, ever, EVER listen to what a woman says that she wants in a guy. When it came to getting girls I was still doing ok. But with certain women I would get the Oneitus, and go Beta. With side chicks I was Alpha, but with my main I was half a Beta. I languished in Purple Pill Hell for years. That was until I found the forum completely by accident in 2010.
To Be Continued

Post: #11

This is searingly honest and refreshing writing, Vinman. I like this sort of thing.

"Vinman's Confessions"

Post: #12

Nice read Vinman.

You approached continually - pussy did not just fall in your lap.

Also with regard to sex - rich men have more sex and more libido, because they feel like they are on top. That is especially true for guys 40+. Most men are crushed by life, by their job or family, because it is difficult for a man not to identify himself with those circumstances.

I once got to know 2 very rich Russian dudes (both 50+) living in a castle in Austria. I also met their crew. One of their assistants told me that he drives the escorts those guys order. He said that they go through 10 escorts per week - 5 nights a week they have 2 escorts over they fuck. He was less concerned about the women, but he wondered how they manage to WANT TO FUCK so much.

The truth is that power and money are strong aphrodisiacs for men. While guys can AND SHOULD disentangle themselves from that joint feeling of mixing your outer success with inner-self-confidence and libido, I don't think that it can be done 100%. I think that even successful PUAs cannot do it perfectly.

The reason for it is not the fact that they don't bang enough hotties that are into them. The reason is more that their libido is decreased due to not feeling on top. But on the other hand it's likely possible to distance yourself from that other professional persona and be all-confident with women tapping into that primal experience, it's just tougher if you are not making 500k+/year.

Post: #13

Great thread so far vinman. If I could rep you again I definitely would and this definitely encourages me to approach more as a fellow muscular black guy in his mid 20's.

Post: #14

I've always liked Vinman's quotes from his Mom...now that I know that was a southside chicago woman with kids in the 70s/80s it makes total sense

Post: #15

There's more coming. It'll be about my mistakes, and how finding the forum led to my "Eureka" moment.

Post: #16

(03-11-2015 04:43 PM)vinman Wrote:  I grew up on the south side of the Chicago.

Did you know a man named Leroy Brown?

Post: #17

Shit, vinman's the guy that left Leroy Brown looking like a jigsaw puzzle with a couple pieces gone.

Post: #18

(03-16-2015 10:01 AM)puckerman Wrote:  

(03-11-2015 04:43 PM)vinman Wrote:  I grew up on the south side of the Chicago.

Did you know a man named Leroy Brown?

You mean Bad Leroy Brown? Of course. He was the baddest man in the whole damn town.....

Post: #19

In 2010 I was working as a military contractor, and was looking for vacation spots. I started looking up Brazil and Colombia and I found the forum. Truly some life changing shit.

I could always talk to women pretty easily, but I never internalized game. As I read the forum, and The 16 Commandments of Poon I realized how much I intuitively did right, and where I went oh so wrong.

I was fortunate. I was able to read all of the game material online in Afghanistan, and think about it. What I learned was a woman's TRUE nature. Not what I learned in romantic comedies, or what's in popular culture, but women at their root. I felt it, but thought something was wrong with me because others couldn't see it too. The forum taught me how I was able to get laid, and why what I did worked. I never considered Push/ Pull, aloofness, or maintaining frame. I teased the shit out of chicks, and had good DHV. There were things that I did right, but there was no consistency. No introspection, or assessing.

After 7 months down range I came back a changed man. It was like the young me and the old me merged. I took the best parts of the younger me, and combined them with the older me. Now I had the confidence, and the knowledge of what works best for me. I was a natural at one point, but I fell off. I would go Beta, and put pussy on a pedestal. Oneitus. I was a natural player, but I was not Alpha.

The reason I don't usually post in the game section is because I'm learning true Game. There is truly a science to seduction that I never fully internalized or appreciated. I did what worked for me, and what came naturally. Funny, warm, easy going, a little caveman, and confident. When I was younger I was always uber sharp. Now I'm getting back to that. Not suited up, but what I wear accentuates the positive. My big ass traps, and shoulders.

Some of the forum members that have met me can bear out just how odd I am in person. And when I say odd, it's because I don't fit any molds. I'm a dark skinned black guy from the hood, with a shaved head. I enunciate clearly, with a southern drawl (I guess it's from my southern baptist grandparents, and the military). And I'm a big dude. A little over 6ft, and I weigh around 260. I look like a brute, but I talk like a southern gent. When you're a big guy with an easy smile and a laid back demeanor people tend to take a liking to you. I've been told that I'm very "disarming". I look all HULK SMASH, but I come off real mellow. I get away with saying a lot of crass, and sarcastic things because I can be pretty funny. I run a lot of what could be considered comfort game because I put chicks at ease. A teddy bear with a hint of grizzly.

I can be Alpha with women I just want to fuck and run decent game. But when it comes to my main, over time I get corny. I hold hands, I cuddle watching movies in bed. I like that corny shit, but they have to earn it. This is my reward to them for loyal service. But I make them understand I will turn that shit off if they get out of line. I also get women used to being touched by me constantly. I let them know that they're body is my playground.

That's it for now. When other things come to mind I'll update the thread.

Post: #20

This is a great "confessions" thread, Vinman.

You know what you've done here? You've started a whole new "genre" of thread: the personal confession.

Not everyone can pull this off.

Post: #21

I don't mind being a cautionary tale. Rags to riches with bitches, and back to rags. I've gained quite a bit here on the forum. It's always good to give back.

Post: #22

(03-30-2015 07:04 PM)vinman Wrote:  After 7 months down range I came back a changed man. It was like the young me and the old me merged. I took the best parts of the younger me, and combined them with the older me. Now I had the confidence, and the knowledge of what works best for me. I was a natural at one point, but I fell off. I would go Beta, and put pussy on a pedestal. Oneitus. I was a natural player, but I was not Alpha.

You fit the hallmarks of a Natural with the only difference that you don't lack most of their inherent lack of introspection. Some of them that I met even have LTR down pat, but still could improve on short-term seduction. Others lack more in the LTR aspect than in short-term seduction skills.

I like your phrase of coming back from the mountainside like a saint returning a changed man from his contemplations, when you suddenly see yourself, women, the dating world for what they really are holding no mysteries anymore.

Inspiring Vinman!

Post: #23

I'd like to read the story of your visit to Ireland, vinman.