Take pride in the way you played the game.
The whole weekend I ran game of being reserved and holding long gazes. It paid of at the end of the week…
I told myself I had to get laid before I write anything new. It was cliché because the last girl I had was #13. Maybe she was bad lucky, naw fuck that I make my own luck.
I hadn’t been running tight game for months and I was checking any girls. I found myself in a low confidence hole and forget a lot of the basics I’d learned. Even when I was out at the bars and clubs over the summer I’d talk to a couple of girls but I could never get anything materialize. Finally I started to develop positive momentum in August. I madeout with a girl who I shouldn’t have been able to and that help restore some of my confidence. At that time the biggest weekend of the year was around the corner and I needed to get my head in the game.
The first big party of the weekend was a huge beach festival. It was an awesome day of hanging out, drinking, and swimming in the warm waters of paradise. At our camp site there were a couple of girls I didn’t recognize and I knew from their pasty coloring they weren’t local. Only two who were bangable and one of them had a boyfriend so options were limited if I wanted to doing anything with the foreign girls.
I hung out for most of the day walking around the beach party seeing friends sharing a drinks with them and a couple of hours later I returned to our camp site and got to know the one of the looking girl. I emphasized holding long gazes and slow-paced speech. Two distinctly alpha traits I want to cultivate. She then invited to go swimming with her and when I realized nobody else was coming I knew exactly what she had on her mind. Making out in the ocean under the hot sun with good music is awesome.
We rejoined our friends and I keep trying to get her alone so I could do the deed but she resists and whispers in my ear, “Wait till sundown”. I started I noticing she was paying a lot of attention to a friend who has a girlfriend. Later a bunch of us were in the water when I noticed he was leading her away down the beach to an area behind rocks. At the same time her host was gathering everyone to go. He freaked out saying she always does something slutty like this with guys who have girlfriends. I was shocked because she’s cute but nothing I’d cheat with. I dodged a bullet with her, good thing it’s only the first day of the holiday.
The next day was some small house parties, nothing I was really able to play in my favor but it was a good chance to spit some game and get my groove back.
I have to say that American college girls know how to play the game. She approached me at house party, put herself against me, and held my long stare. I tossed her a drink out of my cooler and a couple minutes later she was walking off into the bushes with a guy who was pretty much the opposite of what I am. I laughed a little to myself and couple days later I saw her doing the same thing to another guy.
Over the holiday weekend I wanted to run game I would be proud of. I didn’t want to compromise myself or my integrity in how I play the game. If I banged a girl I wanted to know I did a good job. Changing who you are or being a beta just to get a bang is one of the most mental self emasculating things you can do to yourself.
Never sacrifice who you are for a piece of pussy.
Couple Days Later
The holiday had been a good time. I haven’t gotten any major play but enough that I found my groove. I went on my friend, Scuba’s boat with two girls who were pretty chill. Me and one of the girl who was from New York City laid out on the secluded beach looking on to the ocean. We talked for a while and it wasn’t long till I realized she wasn’t the kinda girl I’d want. She’s a girl from the big city climbing the corporate ladder, looking for some rich lawyer kinda guy and all about the material.
That night I was invited to a dinner party at a dope mansion. Guys even went around to pick up some girls on ATVs. Shit was fun. Afterward we all hit the bars having a good time. I kept lightly gaming the New York chick just for fun. This time she was with her friend who I didn’t really pay too much attention to. Soon her friend was hold my long gazes. So I bought the friend a drink to keep the alcohol flowing and it wasn’t long before she was putting her around me. We’d walk down the street as a group and I’d be doing my thing, chin up, relaxed strides, and general positive alpha mannerisms I’m working on. Every time we left a bar she would slip her hand through my arm and lock fingers.
I got pretty drunk that night and I don’t know how but we ended up on some yacht. I took my girl downstairs to the big bed below and banged like a champ. But before I did she asked if I had a condom (The condom i had was one of my last before I ran out so it wasn’t a good one). Sure enough, only a three strokes in and it broke. I shouldn’t have done it, but I did… I figured since she was the one freaking out about STI’s I had nothing to worry about besides pulling out. It was a lot of fun, she made me choke her hard which most girls aren’t into.
I had to make work the next morning so I pulled myself off the boat with only 2 hours sleep and walked back into the city to grab my motorcycle, go home and get ready for work. Work sucked but thank god for energy drinks.
I broke thought and found my number 14. I played the game I wanted and got laid with pride. Going back to university soon and my first night I’m already booked to sleep over at a girls house… not a bad start.