Summary- I learned; Ignore the blonde, “perfect is boring”, Treat women like you treated girls in the sandbox, if she says “I’m not going to fuck you” it’s just her hamster trying to convince herself, and BE A MAN IN THE BEDROOM.

About Me- I’m a 6’2, 190lbs, 20 year old white male at a large engineering university. I am in a popular fraternity, an Officer Training program, and generally take very good care of my body and mind. I’m not extremely attractive, but I can pull 6’s/7’s with little effort so I would give myself at least a 7.

Body- This particular interaction went down about a three weeks ago while drinking casually with some fraternity brothers. A fraternity brother of mine, who is a senior, came back from the bars with a girl we’ll call Lilly. Lilly is pretty attractive. She has a great body, and is as smart as a whip (Petroleum Engineer). Blonde hair, blue eyes, pretty feminine features. Seeing as it was only men and a blonde bombshell, she was getting a lot of attention.

Desperate “thirsty” men were posturing and chatting her up. I watched with curiosity as this played out. TRP has made me a lot more adept at examining social situations, so I watched with great interest as they all played their roles. I watched blue pill flattery, as everyone tried to say the right thing to get in her pants. I sat back and enjoyed a cigar.

She became interested in me. I wasn’t giving her the attention my friends were. I was doing me. I noticed she kept glancing my way, so I decided I would engage. I approached and introduced myself and kept a strong posture and frame. I used the Eliot Hulse Technique of “Speaking with your balls”. After names were exchanged, I told her “I like the way your ass looks in that dress”. She giggled thanked me and gave me a playful shove. I knew then that I had instantly separated myself from my peers in her eyes. She told me she was going to a popular late night pizza joint at my college. I told her good night.

She got a block away before I realized that was a hint. I said goodnight to my fraternity brothers and went to catch up. You could argue that this was “Creepy” or BP, but girls only think the shit you say is creepy if you’re lower SMV. I asked if she was going to the Pizza place or back to her apartment to order delivery. She asked me why I was curious, and if I was interested in chowing down with her, and I replied “only if you’re buying” She laughed and said “come over for some” but she followed with “but we’re only eating pizza, I’m not hooking up with you, you’re a Baby!” She was referencing our age gap, she had just graduated, and was about 3 years older than me. I deflected the shit test with AA. “Yea I’m a baby, and you’re robbing the cradle tonight!” At that point I started to think I was in. I was appealing enough that sex with me was already on her mind. The only barrier in her mind was my age, which I slapped aside with a shit test retort.

We walked back to her apartment. I was laughing, joking about her major, her infatuation with younger men, calling her a “cougar” and joking about her shitty apartment complex. I remained very physical, occasional ass slaps, a guiding hand in her lower back, and pulling on her hand when I felt she was moving too slow.

We made it to her apartment, and she asked me to put some music on. I wanted to continue the sexual environment, and put on the late night/relaxing/sexual playlist. I got the “oh my god, I love this song…The weeknd is my favorite!” shit. She laid down on the couch and order food. I let her know that we had time to kill before the food came. She asked me if I had any ideas on what to do to fill the time. I took control, got on the couch and held myself up over her. I began kissing her, being very physical and running my hands over every part of her. I always linger on the neck, and give it a squeeze. Studies consistently show that women enjoy being dominated and I enjoy to express this power I have over women in this moment. I used commands. “Take your top off” “pull my shirt off”. She loved being told what to do.

The food came and she got up to pay and bring it in. As soon as she sat it down. I scooped her up in a fireman’s carry, and started carrying her to her bedroom. This final, insignificant display of masculinity set her of the over the edge and she started ripping clothes off her and me.

Ill spare you some of the sex details, but it was longer than typical due to the alcohol in me. I wasn’t selfish and gave her everything she needed. When I rolled off exhausted and satisfied, she scooted over to cuddle up in the post-coital bliss. I got up and ate pizza and smoked a cigarette on her back deck.

She came looking for me, and I told her I wouldn’t be staying the night as I had work in the morning. I gave her a kiss and went home.

The next morning she texted me to say thank you, and to let me know she wanted to see me again before she left for her job. She made certain to let me know that she would be back in town eventually and that she expected to hear from me.

Lessons Learned

“Ignore the blonde”- Everyone was giving “Lilly” attention when she first showed up. They were Groveling at her feet for approval and looking to say the right thing to get her in the bedroom. I played the game on my terms, and set myself apart from all other men present.

“Perfect is Boring” This has motivated a lot of my approaches. I am not perfect and if you are constantly fretting about that perfect approach, perfect clothing or perfect hairstyle, you’re going to end up trapped in a cycles of self-criticism. Don’t give a fuck and accept yourself. In this case, I wasn’t paying close enough attention to notice the subtle hint to join her for pizza. I wasn’t perfect Don Jon who instantly hopped on the opportunity with a smooth transition. I fucked up and missed that initial opportunity, but I said “fuck it, perfect is boring”, and went after down the block. It worked out for me.

Treat a Woman like you Would Treat a Girl in the Sandbox- This was the essence of my game that night. I was teasing, physical, playful and not serious. She ate it up. She loved the physical contact and me just being goofy me. Some of you say “That’s not Alpha” because I didn’t pick her up and overhead press her in a display of my raw masculine power. “Alpha” is an energy. Different men manifest that energy in a different way. My masculine energy is more light, physical and playful.

If she says “Im not going to fuck you”, her hamster is trying to tell her tingles no.- The thing is, everyone on RP knows the tingles always win. If she mentions sex, sex is on her mind. Normally you have to dodge a shit test or two. Mine was related to our age gap. “Rob the cradle” Agree and Amplify got me past it and in her apartment.

Be a Man in the Bedroom- I gave orders and commands. I handled her physically, subtly showing her my strength and intentions. The deal was sealed when I picked her up and carried her to bedroom. At that point she was putty in my hands.

I was proud of this encounter. It signified my transition from blue to red. I applied everything I’ve learned and reaped the rewards.

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