Yesterday I was with a group of friends watching football at a local pub. After the games were over we head back to my car. On the way there I come across a girl sitting there with her puppy. Naturally I went up to pet the cute little beast at which point a conversation broke out.

The girl was your typical single 40 years old - post wall, jaded, and surrounding herself with furry creatures to replace her obvious decrease in cock. As the conversation develops she pulls out every card in the succubus book in order to shit test my friend and I. She happens to be around 6 feet tall. I myself am around 5'10. Of course she starts telling me about tall girls being domineering (her word) and some other bullshit I can't remember at this point. I just keep my amused look and continue the conversation. Next she randomly starts blabbering about her former lovers treating her like shit and how she's done with younger guys like me. Pretty random considering at this point I've said next to nothing other than asking her about the puppy. I pass her shit test with flying colors by telling her she shouldn't be jaded with life.

Then she tells me what she did on NYE - specifically that she led some guy on the whole night and then ditched him with blue balls. To add to the heap of bullshit her new year's resolution is to let herself keep doing shit like that because she is "only out for herself now, and that OK." To my friend's shock I call her out on this as well saying she'll be forever alone if she keeps with that mentality.

At first she's taken aback but at this point I could tell her pussy was tingling. I see the lust in her eyes as she told me a story about how she was washing her car in a skimpy bikini yesterday and that I should come by to watch her next time. Seriously can't make this shit up guys.

I cut her off and tell her we got to be on our way and I walk to my car. She tells me she wants to see my car and once she sees my brand new Benz the showering of compliments commences. I hop in and she blocks my buddy from getting in the passenger side so she can continue the conversation. At this point she's asking what I do, where I hang out blah blah. I tell her I'm an attorney (more pussy tingles) but tell her we need to go. If she wasn't so bat shit crazy I would have told her to hop in and give me a blowie but I don't fuck with crazies.

Moral of the story? The basic shit works to an almost depressing accuracy. It's really simple gentleman - hold frame, display value, appear amused, pass shit tests, collect pussy. The key is internalizing to the point that your natural self reflects that.

Edit: grammar corrections.