| Whattup all.
Saturday evening went famously. I don't usually roll in black, but decided what the fuck, bought a new English Laundry, all black with dark gold threading on the front - elegant but not loud, and distinct. It's my nightgame style.
So I get there around 9:30, chill, met the bartender (low-30's, I figured out of my range so I insta-friended her), tipped her a five off of a single beer, and started the hunt.
Identified a primary and a secondary target. I started a set on the primary (she was with one friend, an attractively plump little number that - if she lost 30lbs - would be ab-so-fucking-lutely stunning. A song comes on, decent band (80's big-hair rock mix). And we go dance. Things are going well, and enters my 'date'. I explained the situation to the lady I've just danced with, and she gave me her number. She asked whom that lady was, and I told her the truth. She says "So if we go out, I can expect you to do that to me?" To which I explained "If I was 'going out' with her, I'd have picked her up at her house. But, I met her here. If I was serious about one lady, I'd BE serious about one lady, and not meet others, as I did. What you CAN expect is that if I said I'm meeting you out at a club, as I did tell her, then - I'll actually do that". She smiled, I smiled, and as I left - I also told her... "and there's no guarantee I'll even call." I started to walk away, and she clawed me back, kissed me quickly and said "You'll call". I left saying "Probably..."
Met my Buick lady, and when I heard the infamous "Who's that?", I merely said "She wants to replace you tonight, I told her that wasn't possible."
Got drinks, sat down and the real conversation started... She is a psychologist, loves watching the human interaction, and I said we were kindred spirits... I told her about being a PUA. I told her about Neil Strauss (she Googled it then and there from her phone). I KNEW she was going to. I hyped up the 'game' to the point it made it look almost clinical in the approach. She's fascinated, saying "I can tall you have a naturall rapport with people, men, women - it doesn't matter, you engage everyone"... I said that was the point. Nobody need become an enemy as there are always people watching, and those people that are negative may have positive friends...She said at a later date, she wants to watch me pick up a woman. I told her only if she was allowed to join. She said 'not happening'.
Anyhow, she pretty much wants a relationship, I said 'not happening' - she said 'We'll see, you don't know me!" (Which to me translates to "I'm going to try and change you as you're fucking me for the next few weeks until I get tired of it".
I won't throw in a lay report (You're welcome HH). LOL
I'm meeting the one from the bar at the beach tomorrow at lunch. Another of my favorites - meet a chick at the beach, then as we say good bye, I'll head to the grocery store to pick up stuff to cook that night, and get other phone numbers down the aisles as well...
What's starting to crawl under my skin is a lady I was close friends with, grew a little with, and we mutually pulled back - knowing the timing was off. She called Sunday and I ended up spending an hour on the phone (Which I never do - ever), and found myself missing her yesterday... Strange sensation. I'm going to have to tread lightly there... LOL
Be good all - hope your weekend was a great one!
RR
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Women are like ceramic tile.... if you do the prep work, and lay them properly the first time...you can walk all over them for years to come.
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P.S. She's 49 
