Summary: Last night fooled around with a HB5 (possibly 4) and why I will never drop my standards that low again and neither should you.

I’m going to go out on a limb here and admit I’m a 7. I’m currently trying to cut, so potentially an 8 when I achieve my goals. I’m quite athletic, I’m self employed, reasonable game, I drive a decent car, I have several investments, I’m hugely ambitious. I’m 28 FYI.

So mainly I use Tinder for plates, “dates”, etc, and I have had some really good fun from it. In fact before Xmas I had become hooked on it. Numbers daily, 2-3 drinks a week, couple bangs, I was hooked. Naturally Xmas came, lost bit of enthusiasm for it, but mid Jan I picked it up again. I didn’t really take it seriously as I did before, yet couple matches, couple numbers.

Last week I went out with two, one was a 6, the other was a solid 8. I hooked up with both (no bang sadly) and on course to see them again etc. In the midst of these was this other chick. I had matched with her, chatted and she looked very good in her photos. I was unsure what she looked like so settled for her being a 6 too. We chatted, I told her I just wanted a casual fling, she accepted. Several phone sex things ensued which was funny, and then we scheduled to meet.

I didn’t think in my head why I even wanted to meet, she wasn’t that hot, yet it was there on a plate. Besides I had already got better lined up, and had hooked up with the other two. So I went to finally meet her last night.

She was awful. Overweight, frizzy hair, ragged face, just disgusting, but my penis told me to persevere. We met at a bar near her place. There I was (not to brag) looking good, out with a disgusting mess. Perhaps I’m being harsh, but she was a 5/4. She kissed like a wet fish. I’m about to throw up just thinking about it.

I sat in that bar whilst women looked over at me almost surprised that she was my date. It was funny and strange at the same time. As I finished the drink I drop her at hers, easily walk into her room, and we both finish eachother off without cumming. I remember looking down (sober) at that chubby, ugly body as I shot my wad over her fat stomach. I came home scraping my tongue from kissing her mouth.

But as I came home, I was thinking “why did I do this?” The answer is simple DEEP DOWN, The Blue Pill inside you will say “you need to get laid” or “you got to get action” or “any hole is a goal”

That mentality died last night. I would rather go without sex then fuck a beached whale or even get with one. Naturally alcohol can play a role to the odd dog that we come across, but as you improve guys, you got to get rid of the REAL low low quality ones. I asked myself “you hooked up with two sexy ones last week, why the fuck did you meet this one tonight?” The answer was “it was easy.”

Remember in the RARE gold moments a sexy HB7 or above acts like a whore and wants a fuck, take the opportunity but this sub is about self improvement. Standards are everything. Last night was a bad experience but a learning curb that THANKFULLY those type of women are officially out of my life.

Now I’m not an idiot and saying go for supermodels, but go for what you find attractive. I guarantee you a more fulfilling and exciting experience in life, and it will do wonders for your confidence.

Do not however go without sex, and naturally if its been too long, by all means go and fuck. But learn from me

Lesson Learned If you are significantly higher value, do not under any circumstance even fuck a girl less then a 6/10. There is NO good to come from it. You aren’t an OMEGA. Or a beta. You are a red pill man. Better yet, a BETTER MAN.