April 4, 2012
This is a brief overview on what my daily sarges look like. The principle I use is to incorporate my sarges into my daily activities instead of focusing on sarging women for a given schedule. I usually sarge a chick for 1 or 2 minutes and move to the next chick. Once I build enough comfort through propinquity I then proceed to wide rapport and kino escalation.
My main attraction strategy is to display alpha male characteristics within the context of my locality. For instance, since less than one percent of the population does martial arts or goes to a body building gym, I show (not tell) this lifestyle to the chicks I'm sarging. When I do my early morning runs, I stretch and do a fancy kicks a few times. Word gets around. I also have more money than 90% of the guys in my place so I use the wallet trick that I've learned from a natural. The wallet trick is to stick in a lot of high denomination cash in your wallet. When you open your wallet to pay for something, the chick that looks inside your wallet is an easy kill. This is a proven fuck close strategy but you have to screen out the chicks who are likely to give you problems later. I use the wallet trick mainly to screen the hard prey. I used to go for the easy kills but I've decided to go for the hard prey within the past one year using newly learned PUA skills.
Since I live in a small community of some +85 thousand people which is a suburb of a small city of some 150 thousand people, I take care not to come across as a pervert. I achieve this by letting the chicks kino me first before I kino them. I also segue into sexual innuendo ONLY after I got the chick to laugh hard three times.
On the Way to the Bank
After taking a shower, brushing my nails, trimming my nose hairs, and so on, I've decided to wear a black shirt since I've been wearing red for the past 5 days. I got out of the apartment at 10:35 am.
Outside, Internet cafe chick greeted me. "Master" she says giggling while walking towards another street. I noticed only then that she has great ass and legs in her skinny jeans. I said, "Hey, you look so pretty today." She blushed a little and said something I didn't hear as I walked intently to my destination. I haven't seen Internet Chick for more than a month and have no intention of fuck closing her until now that I saw she has a great body.
"Master" is my canned response when a chick says, "Sir, here's your change..." or whatever. I'll say, "Ikaw naman. Wag mo na akong tawaging sir." This is the traditional response of older men to younger women in my country. It basically translates to, "I'm not that old. You can just call me (name)." However, I created a slight twist into this traditional and boring response. Instead of saying I'm not that old, what I say is, "You can relax and stop calling me 'sir'. I prefer to be called 'master'. You can say, 'yes master'". The response I get is 100% consistent when I deliver the content in the vernacular. The chicks laugh so hard and even those overhearing the conversation join in the laughter and start opening me. They were expecting the usual line but instead heard something unusual. Chicks I haven't seen for a long time will still giggle when they see me again.
I passed by a private high school where high school girls will have sticky eyes with me. I challenge them to a stare down. I always win this dominance cue exercise with these girls. Unfortunately, my timing is off. There are no students outside.
A few more meters and I passed by a college where chicks also abound. This hour of day though, very few chicks are around. I did a stare down with a petite chick with his boyfriend. The boyfriend looked down but the chick kept her stare until I got too close to the couple. She finally looked down. Oh well.
As I got to the crossing, I did stare down exercises with two more chicks. Unfortunately, the bank ATM was offline. I crossed towards another street and decided to look inside an appliance store. By this time, I'm sweating profusely but none of the smelly kind. Fresh sweat from exercise is great for sarging. It induces hormonal secretions that increase your attractiveness.
The sales officer was a cute chick with great ass. I say she has a hotness index of HB6.5. I sarged her while looking at some refrigerators. I got the unfortunate situation of going through the repossessed refrigerators with rust and whose door hinges are seemed to be kept only in place by cockroach droppings. She managed a giggle on some of my observations while I kept a straight, serious face. She followed me around up through the tv set displays. I've decided to get out of the store. I've realized that newly repossessed items sold for installment plans are being sold as brand new. Although the cash price is 50% lower, it's not worth the headache of frequent breakdowns and not so obvious defects.
I finally made my way to another bank. The line at the ATM machine was about 6 persons long. This means I'll have to wait some 12 to 18 minutes before I get my turn. I sarged the woman in front. I forgot what I said but she was giggling in no time. She was trying to maintain her serious look yet she caved in. Meanwhile, I've maintained my serious, neutral look. I looked inside the bank and saw that the bank tellers inside are cute. I took a mental note to open an account there sometime so I can sarge these tellers. I felt a boobie at my back. When I turned around, I saw a chick. Not fuckable. Great legs though but still not fuckable.
I finally withdrew some money. I then ate lunch at a restaurant; stewed pork ribs with vegetables and rice. I sarged the people there. After lunch, I've decided to get some groceries; coffee, coffee creamer, oat meal, milk, some canned goods, chocolates, whole wheat bread and so on. HB7 of the drugstore/convenience store on the other side of the marble counter was trying to open me. "So what are you buying?" I ignored her. She tried to open again. "What are you buying?"
I knew she was trying to get my attention because behind the marble counter are drugs while those at the shelves are grocery items. I'm there to buy groceries not vitamins so I'll have to pay at the grocery counter instead of the drug counter.
"Oh, you had a new haircut."
"But of course. It's summer time, you know. So what are you buying?"
"I'm still looking for some GROCERY items. They're not DRUGS."
I'm not really in the mood for bantering with her. But I guess, she was bored. At any rate, this chick kinoed me a lot of times last time so I've decided to make an investment so I can ping her kinos next time and kino escalate with her.
"I'm looking for condoms with spikes on them. If you have those with goat eyelashes, then much better."
"You're such an ass." She said giggling.
"When I use those kinds of condoms, girls scream a lot."
"And what are they screaming?"
"Hail Mary, full of grace... Praise the Lord. Hallelujiah."
She was red in the face trying to suppress her laugh.
"The girls were so orgasmic I felt my penis getting mutilated from their strong muscle control..."
She turned her back mumbling something. I then went to find where the ear buds are and lined up at the grocery counter. I did a stare down with the grocery counter chick, a shy HB7. When it came my turn, I sarged her and the two kids next in line. The kids were giggling about my comment on their Mentos.
As I went near the guard to fix my change inside my wallet and look at my receipt. I caught shy HB7 looking at me four times. When I postured, "What?"
She said, "Aren't you going to get any Mentos?"
"Do you want some?"
She just smiled. I went out of the drugstore/convenience store and sarged a old woman waiting outside. The old woman giggled and kinoed me. Shy HB7 can see this and I knew I was getting social proof courtesy of the old woman.
Wow. This is getting long.
To keep things short, I moved to the next set and did my kino escalation with two HB7s. I managed a hand at the small of the back of HB7 in red while I got a hug and placed my hand at the abdomen of HB7 in sleeveless shirt. We did some kino exchanges for some 3 or 4 minutes plus some sexual innuendos of us doing sex together.
I bailed out afterwards and moved to the next set. I did small talk and another HB7 who said she love me via text said she wanted to tell me a secret. I bailed out after 2 or 3 minutes and went home to my apartment.
I was home by 12:30 pm.