EDIT Wow thanks guys, #1 of Seddit, feels good man.

Anyway, I just want to clarify some points brought up in the discussion below.

1 Looking back on the post, I can see why some people might think this is bullshit. I was attempting to write an engaging story of my experience at Hooters, and the tone quickly turned into one of your mothers romance novels. My only intent was to show that even in an overly sexual place, you can too turn yourself into the object of sexuality.

2 "She was instantly turned on" Woof. Again, trying to overwrite an interesting story. The IOIs I got from her said it all. After I validated her, she had a weird smile on her face, and was kind of stuttering like "ohohh okayy th-thanks" while blushing. Believe me, it through me for a loop too. Throughout the night she just kept paying me the most attention, putting her arm over me/scratching my back. I've been to plenty of Hooters for game night, and never had I been payed this kind of attention. That's why I asked for the number, because I could feel the interest. As soon as I asked her, it was like the spell broke, and she came back to reality, and must have thought "Oh, just another dude after my body". You could see it. Like her composure just came back to her. That's why I was like fuck leaving my number, I'm not your average chump drooling over her. I was just in such an alpha mood cause EVERYTHING in my life was finally on track, and I felt untouchable.

3 I really don't want people taking their dates to Hooters. I over spoke on that part. I was suggesting that if your date could see you comfortable with other hot women around, it could work in your favor. Think along the lines of a huge group outing with your FWB,SO,GF, whoever.

Anyway, I'm sorry that some of you are so jilted. It's okay, you don't have to believe me. What I do want to apologize for is for writing a soft core spank book when I should have explained more why going to a Hooters is good for pickup and why this overtly sexual waitress got the game flipped on her.

THE STORY

I remember seeing something on here recently about using the strip club as a place to work on your game.

If you are new to seduction, having a girl coming to you for lap dances and trying to not seem flustered can be tough. I highly recommend working on your game at a Hooters.

Hooter girls create just the right amount of sexual tension. They are obvious being flirty for a better tip, but being there doesn't carry the same social stigma as a strip club. I'll go over my experience at a recent Hooters trip.

Get to the place late, meet up with my friends at a table. Dressing well is key, because a lot of times it is just older dudes in sloppy fire department shirts and trucker hats. Kept eye contact and smiles with waitresses as I walk by with shoulders up. In their mind, they are probably wondering who this guy is. High five buddies, make it seem like my arrival is a bigger deal than it is. Instantly tell a story. HB 8.5 waitress comes over. She asks if I need anything since I'm late. Take an extra 5-10 seconds to finish my story, turn and start looking from her chest until I lock eyes, and then finally smiled and said, "I'll have a beer, hun"

She was instantly turned on.

Let me break down why. Eye contact in this place is key. Stare at these girls tits too much, they will write you off as a creep. Stare at their eyes too much, they can smell white knight nice guy, and just ignore you. I basically looked her over, liked what I saw, and validated her at the end with a sly smile.

Anyway, meal goes over well, and she comes to over to close out and asks us what we're up to tonight. My buddies are not the best with women, so they are all staring at their phones or the sports game on, so out of 5 guys I'm the one controlling the conversation. I told her that we were probably going to have a firepit back at my place, and that she and a friend were welcome to come. I then asked for her number, which then got me shit tested. She goes, "Oh, just write your number down and I'll call you when I'm out."

Pshh. Yeah. Okay.

We proceed to pay, and I turn the receipt over and write, "Haha, like I'd give you my number :)" - OnlyTheAshRemain"

My friends are already out the door as I'm gathering my coat. I make my way to the door when a hand grabs my wrist. Shit. The first thing in my mind is that my friends didn't tip or something. Turn to see HB8.5 now holding my wrist with a face like she just got blind sided by a truck.

She gives me a sexy half, leans in and whispers, "Call me", as she slips a card into my front pocket.

Bam. Number close. My friends don't believe me until I pull the card out. The look on their faces was such an ego boost on top of pulling the HB.

Nothing really came out of it, but the fact that I had ZERO expectations and turned the whole shit test over on someone who probably has 5 AFCs on speed dial was amazing.

Use this place as a training ground. Got better game? Take a date here. Let her watch how you interact with other attractive women. Nothing turns a girl like watching a guy comfortable in his own skin.