A plate I met on tinder a few weeks ago found herself over my house some days ago. We did the usual FFOC. Food and Fucking Over Candlelight.

Anyway, we were chopping it up having a pretty good conversation, talking about the night we met and how I was trying to go out of my way not to fuck her because of nerves, but pulled her anyway because that's my programming. She then casually commented to me that she planned on fucking me that night long before she even decided to meet me. She said that once she saw the way I was texting her, my creativity, ability to hold conversation, how much fun talking to me was, she decided, "I could get it", and that it was going down no matter what. That she wouldn't have let me leave if I didn't give her some.

So there it is guys. Your mouthpiece is your most valuable asset. And these chicks don't have to even know you're a real person or hear your voice to commit to the idea. It's all about the fantasy in the mind. Sell them the fantasy, a real one.