Reader EmailPosted: December 19, 2013
showing a fellow blogger around NO, so an email from a reader regarding how the red-pill changed his outlook on women will stand in for me.
“So shortly before getting involved with my girlfriend, I hooked up a few times with a blonde who was your stereotypical carousel rider. She claimed to be a beer snob, so I told her she’d need to prove it at the local irish pub. Date was going well and, when she left for the bathroom, I noticed some women I’m friends with walk in. I walked over to talk to them, and my date gets back to an empty table, and then sees me across the room talking to my friends. I give her the “one minute” finger and finish my conversation before walking back.
From that moment, it was on. She was practically on my lap. We finished our beers, and made out in the parking lot for a bit. Now by this time, I knew she didn’t live very far from me. So I walk her to the car, and we go our separate ways. Once I got home, we text a little and she mentions she’s getting ready to watch something she’d DVR’d earlier. I’d dumped my cable a while ago, so I give her grief and say “so you’re going to invite me over to watch it with you, right?”. She says sure, so I know that if she’s inviting me over to her place the night I met her, she’s DTF. Sure enough, we manage about 10 minutes of the show before we’re on the floor, and a few more minutes before we’re in her bedroom.
Same girl, a week or so later. I get a text asking if I like sushi. I say sure, and she says she has leftover sushi she just brought home and I should come over. While I’m eating it, she’s telling me about the guy who took her to dinner, bought her all this sushi, and tried pressuring her for something serious. So he basically wined and diner her, and then fed me before I fucked her. Bear in mind that by this point, I’ve slept with her 3 times and I maybe bought her one or two beers tops, if that.
Moral of the story, as you are so prone to state yourself, is don’t invest much of your time or money in a girl before you’ve fucked, and if she’s slutty enough, not even after that has happened. Now I admit that it’s easier for me because I’m attractive and in good shape (you’re certainly not the first person to assume on sight that I’m spec warfare). But I also spent decades being the needy guy before having my moment of clarity and stumbling on Roissy shortly after. You frequently say that you’re proof that game trumps looks. Well, I spent a lot of time being proof that no amount of good looks will trump bad game.”
see, don’t beat yourself up over your looks, invest more in learning game. then game everyone. happy hunting.
standby as i prep the post of me taking Lucky Lothario out into NO for the first time. the night ended in a GOOD strip club on bourbon with some juicy details. definitely the high point of the night. and that was just day one. he’s looking at spending a week or so here. lol. you might wanna start following me on twitter if you aren’t already. i live tweet shit as we’re running girls. lol.