Relaxed, laid back and observing my environment. I’m a lion crouching, camouflaged in long grass watching a herd of wildebeest rush by.
I scan for a suitable target. Someone good looking, not too over the belt and definitely not under, someone receptive, I’m not going to bother wasting my breath on ESL women.
I see a set. She fits my criteria. She has glistening deep black hair, a red tank and light denim shorts. Although god has not gifted her with a healthy bosom or a noteworthy rear. Her face is perfect. And by the way her eyes flit around, I can tell she’s the shy reserved type.
Exactly my type.
I have 3 seconds to approach. I can’t stop to think. If I do, dark thoughts will wrap themselves around my brain and choke it stupid.
I take a deep breath and look at my feet. I’m grounded, my feet are rooted in the ground, my body is firm and upright.
1, 2, 3.
“Yo, this is going to sound completely fucking random, but I literally just saw you from way over there….. And I thought you looked absolutely a-a-a-a-dorable. I just had to come and say hi”
I nearly jammed up in that opener.
No matter though, it did the trick. The set’s eyes lit up. She giggled nervously.
Alrighty, let’s calibrate this.
“I know this may feel a little odd, I completely understand, I’m a really really shy guy and I’ve never done this before.”
Another giggle. Say something already bitch.
“I actually have to go meet some friends”
Well, that objection was pretty shit. I expected better.
When the set got to know me, she would be wetting her pants and her friends would be the very last thing on her mind.
“You know what, I’m actually walking in that direction too, you can walk with me if you’d like and I’ll see if you’re even good.”
This was the cat string. You had to come from the perspective of the buyer. Your time is infinitely more valuable than anyone else’s. When you made it as if you were pondering whether or not she was worth your time, she would do hula hoops to prove that she was.
The reality was that whatever this girl said, she wasn’t special. Even if this girl was a hot version of Mona Lisa, her Asiatic features could be a splitting image of millions of other similar women all over the globe.
To me, she was a set. Reference experience.
“Sure.”
“What’s your name?”
“My name’s Michelle, and what’s yours?”
“Lord”
“For real? haha, that’s an interesting name.”
“Thanks, my parents loved watching anime and they thought that lord would be an interesting name for their child to have”
And from there blah blah blah.
I negged the set.
Amped up the sexual tension and had her completely invested in me.
A good way to tell if anyone is invested in you is by the way that they stand. If they sway as if to turn away, you know that you didn’t nail the attraction part of things.
In this set towards the end, it was look the world had stopped. She had come to a dead stop and her entire reality became me and what I was saying.
However, I amped up the sexual tension too fast and this set did not go anywhere.
