So, I had this girlfriend when I was blue pill. She walked all over me just like any women would. I treated her like a queen. Well, that was, until I got a Chuck Norris Red Pill boot to the face.

So, I have been working out hard for 8 months, put on 40lbs, moved 30 minutes away to a bigger city, upped my living conditions to living in a high rise 5 minutes to the beach and just stop giving a fuck. Well, since then, I have been plowing women and really not giving a fuck if I don't. One of those women is my then girlfriend who still thinks she is my girlfriend even after she saw naked pics of Asian girls on my phone, text messages telling girls how to get to my house at 11 at night and so on. Pretty much she knows that I am with other women but still claims to be my girlfriend. Don't get me wrong, she does try to shit test me on this and gives me comfort test all the time. I normally just respond with "yeah but you're my favourite" and just smirk and walk away.

Up until a month ago, she was good to go but I slipped on frame a bit and got angry and her attitude and lashed out. Well, this was met with no contact from her. So, I soft nexted her for a couple weeks and then hit her up because she left stuff at my house and I wanted to meet her to give it back. (Yup I employed a chick move). haha

Well the first time, she tried to just get me to leave it on her door step. I couldn't because she took so long to respond and was busy now. <----not what I wanted her to do so I could no longer abide.

The second time, a couple days later, she told me that she needed her stuff and to meet her at X so she could get it from me. Well, I knew it was game time. So, I arrived early and went in to a spot across the road from where we were meeting and was having a meal and a drink. She showed up and asked where I was with her stuff. I told her across the street having some food. She then demands that I come meet her and I told her "no can do...just ordered a milkshake". Of course she acted pissy but eventually came over when I quit texting to which I just acted like nothing ever happened and smirked and pulled her in and kissed her without saying a word. The shock on her face was one of Kodak. But I could tell that her panties were now moist.

Then, comes the shit tests of "Ummm did I say you could kiss me?"

Me: "I do what I want"

Her: No that isn't how this is going to work

Me: How long did you practice saying that?

Her: You think your funny don't you

Waiter: Are you doing ok? Is there anything else I can get you?

Me: Do you have a peanut butter milkshake.

Waiter: Yes.

Me: She'll have one of those. (I know she loves peanut butter milkshakes)

Her: <Speechless>

Me: Come sit by me sassy pants

She moves next to me and get a text message from a guy. I glance out of my peripheral and see that he text "Hey I'm gonna start cooking and I picked up a movie. Are you still coming by?" She replied with "I can't. I had to meet up with my ex to get my stuff and it is taking longer than expected. Maybe some other time :)"

I just laughed inside and enjoyed having her blow me in the shower that night.

Main things that I did that I believe made this happen was that I didn't care about her and went on having a good time. Yes, I did bend and met up with her at her choice location but I flipped the script and didn't show up at the exact place but instead went into a restaurant and made her come to me. I didn't act like I did anything wrong and even treated her like I was entitled to her. Pretty much I had the IDAF attitude and that it was my life that she was living in. AKA held frame.

The next morning, she was already trying to get me to agree for her to come over on her night off.

Never lose frame, boys. Always keep that cocky, IDAF attitude. An easy way for me to do this is to imagine that every woman just needs a dicking and that you have the best dick in town.