Dear All.

These are my very first writings in any PUA form ever. Something of which I never imagined myself taking a step into as I never had any problem with approaching women of any calibre and allowing it to lead to relationships.
Like many of you, I suspect, I came here right after reading THE GAME, which is a fabulous book.
I may be breaking tradition by stating this: but my girlfriend recommended it to me, her being a psychologist and all. At first I was shocked she was reading a self-help book but soon realized the cover is quite deceiving, not unlike many of the techniques. However the adventure the book takes is amazing, and just like Neill, in the way he tries the sleep-depriavtion method, I too had to try a 'Sarge'.
Now I must state, I am totally in love with my lady (I can hear the AFC chants in background:)... thats ok)... Consider her my 'onese'. You wont call me an AFC if you see her:)... and I am loyal to her... so I had to go as far as possible whilst still retaining my boundaries.

In any case... I was out in my area and to be fair, its a bit of a goldmine.... I would specify but honestly I really really don't want aspiring, or any kind of PUAs to flock down and saturate the area.

In any case... I was out with a friend in a meat-market esqu. club, very showy. Everyone was being thier alter-egos... everyone well dressed, snazzy etc. We had a few unsuccessful runs because we were out of synch as navigator and wing. In any case I found my success as I was on my own at one point. I had left the club as we were all being ushered out at 1 or 2am... A tonne of people all over and I noticed a very short, stubby girl in a red t-shirt talking to a HB9. Her red shirt said something in Danish. I translated it from german which is similar and it read: 'GOD IS HORNY'. She had no idea it seemed.

SO of course... I walk right up, totally shoulder block the HB9, to the point where its a very rude, even violent shove and total abrupt cut-off from her convo. I home in 100% on the short stubbly girl who was an HB10 in character/personality (we will call her REDSTUBB):)... and we argue very playfully about what the shirt says.

Suddenly, the HB9, totally flabbergasted by my insertion, which was half mistaken...actually checks me with her shoulder, barging in between us.... this time shoving me out of the way. REDSTUBB keeps talking to me with HB9 in between. HB9: 'Dont talk to that freakshow!'

HB9 ushers REDSTUBB away by the arm. She is so angry... WOW
As HB9 navigates around me, back towards me, keeping me from my ongoing convo with REDSTUBB.. I thought... I need to NEG now.. right???

So I look down at her perfect legs and say REALLY loudly:

''WOOOOOW... YOU HAVE THE FATTEST CALVES I HAVE EVER SEEN!!!''

Utter, deadly silence.

She turned around and was breathless... she could not make a sound... she was choked... and hurt... I felt so bad... I am really a gentleman... but I had to stick with the persona.

Her mouth was just dropped open to the ground for a few seconds in disbelief...

I could not believe what I had just said!...I was certain of failure. In fact... I was so sure of failure, there was nothing to loose at this point... I just wanted to enjoy myself.

HB9 walked off... and sat on a bench and inhaled a huge hotdog from one of those horrible sketchy roadside grills on wheels.

I locked on to REDSTUBB again and had great convo. Just enjoying myself. Not really focusing on the mission or target anymore although I knew she was close and probably watching/sulking.

So... we walk down the street. Im chilling with REDSTUBB... my buddies are about. HB 9 gives me evil-eyes and I say something like:

'Im sorry, you have beautiful legs... really you do... you were just so rude.'

I go back to chilling with my group. Everyones kind of walking the same direction, mingling etc... They all go into a donut shop. At this point I find myself talking to a Swedish HB9 (SHB9) who was an exchange student training for the olympics or something? We chatted and suddenly I get FULL ON attacked by the original HB9...
I get dragged out of the Donut place and slammed into a pillar and suddenly her face is 2inches from mine. She's rubbing herself up to me and my adrenaline just shot through the roof. She toys with me trying to feed me a donut and I let her feed me some bits... I remember the book saying something about never giving in even when its so obvious... so... I stay very nonchalant and deny the donut a few times... then she says:

HB9 'Every single guy tonight has been hitting on me and all I want is you. You win... You are the winner!.'

I felt like a winner...although I think she expected me to cheer for joy... I mean I was ecstatic but she was radically underestimating me.

HB9 ' I want to stick my tongue down your throat!'

She expected me to move in... that magical moment... I didnt. I could'nt.

She kept pushing forward... I hadn't ever had to escape a position like this and just tried to defuse the situation whilst still winning some kind of PUA award.

So I tried to number-close for points, training and to test the book.
I made lame excuses... and she began to get upset by my indifference.

I said: '2 minuites ago I was a freak show... now you want me... whats with the change of heart?'

HB9: 'Oh my god, I just love your accent...'

She imitates me, repeating my words. i had no time to calculate IOIs... they were through the roof.

Her cab pulls up, her 4 friends get in, including some guys who looked like very handsome dudes to me... and much younger. I am 27. She says..

HB9: 'Your coming home with me, get in.'

I really had no response. I was as dead as her when I dropped my first ever neg.

I turned to walk away, surprisingly with a huge grin and huge confidence...
Suddenly my friend, in a FRENZY, runs up to the cab screaming... NO NO NO, dont GO!!!!! (It was the definition of AFC)... he grabs my arm... GET IN , GET IN!!! He has his hands on his head like a bomb just went off!... Its hilarious how concerned he was... He was trying to force me in the cab... he had no idea I had a girl for 2 years at home around the block, one I was so happy with as a friend and lover and had no intentions of going through with the Sarge.

Alas... the taxi pulled away... HB9 went into a huge sulk in the cab... and I walked home a very gratified man. I read a book and put it into effect and it worked like a charm... a very dangerous charm, that was not me at all but a story and a joke I tell my friends in the form of: 'YOU HAVE FAT CALVES!!!'

Niell Strauss, what an incredible life roller-coaster you discovered. I can only image what stories years of this could bring. Good and Bad. This was just a small synopsis of one very very memorable night after reading your book.
So, thank you and good luck with the film adaptation.

Sincerely,

Corruptor