Okay, 'The Game' has officially changed my life. After a decade of 2 back to back long term relationships, I have re-entered the field. I hadn't got very good before I stopped playing, but I have some natural game and I'm not hard on the eyes. Still, getting laid had always been about luck instead of tactics. That's all changed. I really never realized how powerful I was before the last 2 weeks. I belong to a fairly large social network, where gossip is wildfire and everything you do is on display. That always scarred me in the past. I wanted everyone to know I was a nice guy, not some predatory creep. How wrong I was! Recently I trashed my reputation by dating a HB9, good friends with the king around here. She's medicated and suffers from some pretty wild delusions, and gets super manic without lithium, and just loud and confrontational with it. Of course, she's also Italian. But when she does get calm, all snuggled up in my arms, she's the super sweet. She helped me find my manic side. She's had a muse-like effect on me, and at first I started falling into one-itis, but about 3 dates in I started repeating the message that I owed it to myself to stay single this summer. The more I told her this, the crazier she got for me. Holy shit, I think 'no' may be the most powerful aphrodisiac in existence. It started with a work party, where friends and I were getting a bunch of wood cut for the bonfire the following weekend. She was there, flipping between super sweet/flirty and in your face bitchy. She scarred the shit out of me. I didn't talk to her much, only after she spoke to me. I had a 'I'm tolerating you 'cause you're hot, but I got work to do' attitude. She was talking some Tarot, chick crack that I actually have an interest in and a bit of knowledge about. We got into a few tete-a-tete's about metaphors and archetypes. She's wicked smart, 2 B.S.'s, nursing and sports medicine. A 34 year old, 5'10' athletic brunette, with a beautiful sorority girl face and an ass any Pilates instructor would kill for.
I ran away fairly early that day, but she lives just across the street and invited me over for dinner the next day. Next thing I know, we're naked in the hot tub (not uncommon where I live), having a very loud discussion. I'm totally annoyed with her, but the bitch shield no longer scares me. I understand that it's a test of my wits. She wants to see how I react. So I confront her, loudly but politely. After 20 minutes of this, she starts rubbing her naked body against me while I've reached the point I don't want to touch her. Almost. She is so fucking hot. We do this push-pull mating dance for an hour, where she swims up on me, wriggling, puts her face in mine, smiling, but won't let me kiss her. Then she laughs in my face (or so I thought until I realized they were nervous giggles). Nothing more happened that night, but I invited her over to my house for dinner 2 nights later, and then again on Friday when we finally hit the bedroom. Okay, it was not the best sex ever, but damn she is hot.
Anyway, so I'm getting some dirty looks from some friends, I'm thinking because they're judging me, but come to find out it's 'cause I'm being one-itisy. Anyway, I thought my all out public display of being a player might make the other women in the community shy away from me, but it's drawing them like flies to honey. I have a date with a 22 year old blonde cutie tomorrow night, and another 22 year old who can't wait for our date when she gets back into town. I guess my summary advice is, don't be afraid of the bitch shield and don't be afraid to be seen as a player, women want you to have some game. And be careful, they will fall in love with you fast.