Yo dudes,

this is LD, a bit drunk, straight form the party but still sober enough for some story. This is my story. This might be long.

I am just back home for a party. A very good party, havent had one like that since ... yeah, too long. I know most of the people there, especially the women, and they know me. What can is say, it is what we do.

Last year, i vowed to myself that i would seduce a woman in a relationship without any physical context nor any direct hint of interest. I would try to do it in the true art of seduction, by which i would knowingly not follow any of the known mainstream tactics. I failed, because i had to take a route which i didnt want to go. I am in a relationship as well, it was too much.

well, she is by far an hb 10, she participated in 2 miss blabla beauty elections, she won one. I know her very well (that was part of the mission), and i know she is one of the special kind. By that i mean that she is one of the few women who has a really satisfying relationship. There are cracks in it, but not as much. Very small, i had to go into diabolic to widen them, and i didnt want to.

She was at the party. A lot of dudes approach and talk. She is distant but polite, as would be expected of a good lady. I wasnt really paying attention when all of sudden i saw this dude take her hands and dance. Really getting into her personal space. And she let it be.

I was astonished. I was angry, furious, i was at a breaking point for the sole reason that i seemed to be wrong. mistaken in my judgement that is normally pretty fucking sharp. I didnt expect it. I made one mistake, i didnt pay enough attention.

I am a flawed person. I got an ego that i too big to carry, dangerous. not that i am jealous, but i cant except defeat. Although i am usually master of emotions, elicitating them on myself and others, anger is my worst enemy. Not really anger, talk about rage.

But patience was on my side. And with patience, better perception. He was invading, getting to close on a time where it wasnt appropriate. He knew it, but he was trying to take the flow of the moment, the flow of the party to justify his actions, in hope of scoring. But i had patience, and it let me see how she took her distance, a bit disgusted by the law of politeness for somebody who is your superion on a professional level.

And this experience learned me 2 things: first, patience is your strongest weapon as seducer. Secondly, use patience to observe. as the more you observe, the more you get insight in the mind of the common man. The more you are able to peal away the everyday mask of society, the more you see how people really are.

I am not a professional, but i know what i know. Patience leads to perception, perception leads to knowledge, knowledge is power.

disclaimer: direct game is what i stand for. I cant stand indirect bullshit. But it should be noted that, when removed from all the bullshit, there is power and art in indirect. this story is part of my indirect journey.

cheerios

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I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind.
Sucker love I always find,
Someone to bruise and leave behind.
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