my my .....are we not feminist tonight huh Alter?
You been swallowing them "beyotch" pills again?? hahahaha
I was being cute with my response. And failed.
I must admit my club game is rusty, but that's no excuse. I didn't assert dominance over the group. That was a mistake. I make sure I never do it again. My overall performance that night was fair at best. Maybe because I was with a group of beta retards that are afraid to do an approach, much less approach a group, an dit affected my mood, but it's still inexcusable.
Of course I was influencing her decisions. Here's what I said to her with what I wanted her to understand:
"You're mine." - I own you. You aren't going anywhere unless I say so.
"You're here with me now." - I don't care about the people that you came here with and you don't anymore either.
"Forget about them." - I'm the only thing that matters.
"It only matters what you want." - I'm the only thing in your life right now. What I want is what you want.
escalated the interaction - When we get to my place I'm going to fuck you in to unconciousness.
I think she picked up on all of it. I could've hammered her with directness, like a Russian hitting on someone, but that often turns off women as too much.
I've said I'm between 35-45. I'll narrow it down further: ...
by Damaged
You're a single guy with a group of single men at a bar/club/lounge/whereever. You see a girl looking at you from across the room. Instead of being a lesser beta, and asking everyone how you shoud go about getting near enough to her to ask her if she wants a beer, you walk in a straight line over to her. Once there you start talking to her. "I saw you looking at me. [slight pause to build some tension] You're cute. What's your name?" She's embarassed as she was expecting you to act like the guys you're with so you pull out a chair and sit down with her. Once sitting you ask "Who are they?" as you give a slight head toss towards the group she's with, acknowledging them and dismissing them as irrelevant at the same time. You keep talking to her. When she turns to you, you turn to her and put your arm on the back of her chair. You keep escalating the interaction to the point that you're whispering in her ear and you hand is going up and down the inside of her leg. Then the idiots you were with come over and say "Dude let's get some pitchers!" Everything is ruined and you settle for getting her number. :(
Wow, I just read this. I can't even imagine something like this happening in my group. Why didn't you just tell your "friends" to fuck off, right then and there? I know I would have. They would have just scrambled away immediatly, and I think yours would have done the same.