Is this a
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???? Isn't this exactly what every player here strives for? The ability to cold and calculated like approach any girl, in any scenario, and effectively jump through hoop after hoop until your inside her? Like said above this is the EPITOME of game.
I'll give you a few examples. And for the sake of this thread, all SNLS.
Talking your way in: +1
Essentially cold approaching, creating the connection, getting the makeout, transitioning with ease of logistics, setting the mood, getting it in.
I was at a local bar that is basically solely hispanic. I've met a girl here from pretty much any given country in South America. I shoot the shit with the security and the hostess, and grab a drink from inside. I'm smoking a cigarette outside bantering with the hostess every once in a while when I notice this (8) 20 year old puerto rican girl about to light up as well. Shout out to G for his "do you need a light" opener. I light her up, and we start bantering about whiskey and surfing. I had gone surfing in puerto rico before. Her english is getting choppy, so I switch to Spanish, my 3rd language and her face lights up like Mitt Romney at a press conference about American deaths in Libya.
I finish my drink, and she walks in with me to grab another and a dance. We're dancing salsa, and I am definitely not the best dancer. She is laughing at me and I get the playful escalation kino going. After a few songs, we go back outside again for a cigarette, and I'm talking offhandedly with Security again. I casually mention I live in a building you can see from where we are, and that having to do some work tomorrow, am grabbing a drink. She seems hesitant, but after changing the subject, and having one more cigarette, she obliges. We walk over arm in arm and up to my place. Comfortable cushions are already on the balcony, and we have a drink admiring the view. 10 minutes later we were banging. I think I may have taken 1 sip. That's talking your way into the pussy.
Texting your way into the pussy
I had a harem girl in my rotation over on a saturday because I didn't find any legit plans to do. A friend from lawschool calls me around 9:30 and says he's 2 buildings down from me with 5 girls about to go to a well known club in south beach. I get off the phone, and tell harem girl that I have a last minute client dinner I just got called to go to, and to drop me off. I suit up faster than I ever have before and I'm out the door in 15. I get to my buddies place and a few of the girls Ive met before, and I don't get the feeling they're even remotely into me. They need more to drink I'm telling myself. We pregame for awhile and then roll up to sobe. We get in and a few other friends I know have a table on a top level. We all join. At this point the girls are in full dance/attention whore mode and basically aren't approachable. I step aside for a cigarette when I see this 28 year old with huge tits (7.5) waiting for her friend by the bathroom. I slyly hop in line. Its loud so I keep it short, and I quickly number close her before its her turn in the bathroom. Turns out she's brazilian. I return to my friends and at this point one of the pregame girls starts telling me how creepy some of the other guys are. Code for: "I'm bored, you don't look like you give a fuck, so flirt with me." I oblige, and am running solid game, when the brazilian girl starts texting me.
Here's the exchange:
her: Hi new friend
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me: Hola come to our table top floor
her: I'll try
her: I can't find your table
(At this point we all leave sobe, its about 5am right now, I'm hanging at the girls appartment with everyone else. I'm trying to isolate with no luck)
me: i left back to my place in Brickell, lets do something this week
her: We are back in brickell too
her: Its a house party in my friend house
her:
me: I'm at xxx building
her: we are right across the street
her: xxx i guess
me: come across to my building and we'll have some champagne
her: I have no idea which is yours
me: I'll walk you over
Her: ok
Bang.
Talking your way OUT of the lay:
Its a Saturday night and my brother and I are planning on going to another club on sobe. But we need girls. My brother invites a cute blonde he knew from undergrad and her 2 friends over to pregame and come with us. During the pregame they are not pleasant to be around whatsoever. Giving me one word answers to friendly questions, no thank yous after I make them drinks, and talking amongst themselves about guy drama bullshit. I tell my brother no worries if they continue to act this cold I'll just pull a girl from the club. We get in the car and its getting worse. We're turning up the music to try and drown out their now increasingly drunken bullshit. We get to the club, and my promoter says we need more girls in our group so I can get another bottle compd. I tell the girls the situation, and they look puzzled. I say look its early, we've got a table, we're going across the street for a drink and then we'll roll.
So we walk across the street and into a lounge/bar situation. Its loud, and I tell my brother to entertain them for a bit. I approach this 8.5 persian girl, and I'm in when I guess she's persian, from tehran, and her age. We're dancing within 5 minutes, and I'm introduced to her two friends. I escalate with all 3 and I can tell 2 are definitely into me. I tell them they should come to our table across the street it will be fun, etc. They oblige after a little more dancing and I signal my brother to scoop the other 3. We get into the club, escorted to our table and the 3 previous girls are visibly pissed. I attempt to placate but Im getting the same shit again, one word answers, little eye contact, and pow wows between the 3 of them so I give up and go back to the persian girl.
I'm close to making out with her, we're flirting heavily, I have her isolated next to me arm around her in the booth when one of the original 3 ( a Jewish American Princess) starts berating me. You just used us by bringing us here, now you're ignoring us, who do you think you are. Instead of laughing it off, I go off on a roosh rant. "Maybe if you three weren't so fucking cold, ungrateful, and ADD to the point where you can't hold a conversation past the point of "OMG i can't believe he just texted you that", I'd have taken you more seriously."
She storms off back to her friends who go who knows where in the club. The persian girl next to me went cold like a light switch. It just wasn't the same after that, and the more I tried to reheat the oven, the further from that I got.
The most I got that night was a makeout from some random club whore. I effectively talked my way out of the bang with the Persian girl. If I had handled the situation better, or perhaps tried to make more of an effort from the beginning to deal with the previous 3 girls, I'd have talked my way into a bang with one of the original 3, or gone home with the persian girl.
