Was out with blue pill buddy I hadn't seen in a while. Had a beer at local dive bar to shoot the shit. He rarely comes out cause his wife owns his balls.

So some drunk chick with her man shouts at my huge awesome hipster beard. Comes over and then starts touching it. I'm turned off. She's nasty and in my personal space. All I'm thinking is that her cuked boyfriend is gonna lose it on me. I express that it isn't cool and get up and back away. She turns and starts grinding me. I'm repulsed with my hands up, as I'm pressed against the wall. Then I grow even more disgusted as the dude follows her out saying "ok. So everybody's happy now? You guy's got your jollies." It's all he could do to release the shame and tension.

Then the waitress follows with some crazy thick innuendo. I feel better about this cause she's attractive. I decide to exercise my game and forget my buddy all together. She began testing me by criticising my beard. I was startled at how I wasn't bothered by it. I challenged her opinion and she became defensive arguing that she was once a barber. I teased her and not before long, she's sitting in my lap full on groping at the beard explaining how she would trim it if I was her's. She was handling my face like a pro. At one point she even called me a weirdo, which again seemed to empower me and she even went so far as to ask herself aloud: "What am I doing?" She leaned in and argued that she'd been drinking on the job, to rationalize her behaviour. And did a shhh motion with finger to lips.

She was back and fourth, and it was fun. My buddy was quick to suggest she was only doing it for a big tip. He was squirming a lot. I told him it was simply practice. So I could better apply my game at home on the wife. He was pretty quiet the rest of the night.

When it was time to go, he hinted one last jab about us being married men. I just told him that I only want my wife and this was partly why she WANTS to fuck rather than OBLIGATED. You could see the wheels turning in his head.

I used to be exactly like my friend. Seeing my world from his perspective, his passive aggressive tone, helped me see just how much my attitude and experiences have changed since waking up and applying RP. He was a downer the whole time. His language was feminine and covert the entire night. At one point, I had forgotten that he was even there. I never want to be like that ever again.

Thanks MRP.