You may have read my previous posts on here; this is my third one, in my attempt to share some examples of what I have done through trial an error in my 47 years of life experience. As I have said before, unfortunately there was no such thing as the internet or red pill when I was in my teens and exploring what it is to be a man.

2nd year University, varsity athlete, engineering student on full scholarship, amazing five year relationship with my childhood sweetheart which was long distance. Needless to say, we broke up, as she was very jealous of me being away at a University that was notorious for hot girls and partying. I did everything I could to keep the relationship. Phoning every night, traveling back home on all my free weekends. Even failed some classes and got into debt trying for months to prove to her I was not fooling around. In the end I had to end it or ruin my life trying to prove myself monogamous.

Even though I broke it off it was still a huge heartbreak for me. She was the first girl I ever dated, our mutual firsts sexually, and everyone, including us, thought we were going to get married some day. I was bitter and swore off any more relationships.

Lucky for me I stumbled upon a travel agent who offered students the opportunity to travel to Mexico for free if they took care of recruiting at least 20 other students to go for March break. I jumped at the chance and in our University it was very easy to get those 20 extra bodies to go.

It was amazing to see the transformation of the girls on this trip. I would say 90% of them were a 7 or more, almost all of them with boyfriends they were leaving behind to travel with their girlfriends. Imagine the sad, tearful, farewells with their boyfriends as we boarded the bus taking us to the airport. Then over hearing the discussions about how they were just going to lay on the beach and do nothing else the whole trip.

It seemed that the minute the wheels hit the tarmac arriving in Acapulco there was an immediate change, like Jekyll and Hyde. They all stole away to the airplane washrooms to emerge with hot little camisoles on and tight little shorts or in a bikini top and little beach skirts.

All of a sudden girls that would not pay me the time of day back at school could not wait to flirt with me before we even got off the plane. It was an eye opening experience. The first night heading out to senor frogs or some other Mexican dance club I was pleasantly surprised to see all these hot co-eds rubbing up against the first dick they could grind their fine asses up against.

Needless to say, all of the guys on the trip got laid a number of times. The last girl I met was a real freak. It was our final night and we got a bit drunk downing Tequila poppers and made it back to my room, stopping to make out and fondle each other on the way. When we arrived in the room I assumed my alpha role and ordered her to take her clothes off and mine, get down on her knees and make herself gag while performing oral on me. She loved it, a man taking control of her. We had a great night and did not get any sleep.

On the airplane back we played two man euchre and I told her I would only play if we made things interesting. We can bet anything we want. She went first and said she wanted me to take her out on a date when we returned home. I said that if I won we would join the mile high club together.

I won, we proceeded to the airplane bathroom, and all our friends knew the bets and were cheering us on. It was fun and even the air hostesses had knowing smiles on their faces when we finally emerged from the bathroom.

When we got back home we found out the house I was sharing with 5 other people was on her jogging route. Yes, she had a boyfriend but she would stop by, like clock work, after her runs to fuck. She even shared her deepest and darkest desires with me, which she said she felt comfortable doing since I was so dominant in bed. It turned her on to role play being raped. I do not mean just forcing her to do things but full on violence. This was before the days where co-ed's screamed sexual assault at any guy they were pissed off at.

After her opening up to me we faux-raped every night and this girl would have multiple orgasms in this fantasy role play of ours. One time I even hid in a bush on her jogging route at night and jumped out, dragged her into the bushes and banged the crap out of her. She loved it.

So much so, that she broke up with her boyfriend, which I had not idea she had any intention of doing. That night, she came over and I immediately sensed something had changed. After having sex, in which she told me she wanted it to be more “intimate” and for me to make love to her. She dropped the bomb and then went on about how she didn’t know anything about me and how none of her friends had even met me…you know the deal.

I tried to keep on script and kept reminding her that we agreed this would be purely booty call. Finally, she squeezed it out of me that I was still heart broken over my ex and was not interested in anything serious. Once she found this out, she was like a vulture and went in for the meat. She actually questioned my manhood because I was still pissed from my break up.

I can’t tell you how angry I became at this chick who just spent the last hour manipulating and cajoling me, trying to squeeze the slightest personal information out of me and when I finally broke she just acted triumphant, like she now won something and was going to shove it in my face. We were both still naked, so I grabbed all her clothes, proceeded to the front door and tossed all her shit on the lawn and said, “Get the fuck out” Of course she begged and pleaded, saying how sorry she was but I told her not to bother me ever again and slammed the door in her face.

Two years later, I get a call from her telling me that she dropped out of school but was back in town and wanted to see me. We went for a drink, which she paid for, and the cherry on top of all this was that she was then working as an air hostess…guess she enjoyed the mile high club experience more than I thought.

Lessons I learned from this experience:

  1. As many on TRP already advise, never, ever, ever, expose your weakness to a woman. Especially if she is begging for you to open up to her. She will use it against you. Maybe not at that moment but the first time she gets angry with you she will stab you in the back with it.
  2. Never attempt to transform a booty call into a serious relationship. It never works. I have a theory that a woman will never be happy in a serious relationship with a man that she has already exposed herself to be a “slut” to. Because when they are in a relationship they want to play the role of the innocent marriage material and they can’t do that if they have already shown you their true nature. I don’t think they are sluts but they think of themselves or think society views them as sluts.
  3. The first time you have sex with a girl, always be dominant. I am naturally dominant in the bedroom but to all of those submissive or lover types out there it is always easy to change things up or spice them up after you have set the tone in the relationship. You can be vanilla once in a while or let her take control if she ever wants to on occasion. Yet, 99% of the women I have been with want a man to be in control in the bedroom, even if they say otherwise. Mark your territory and let her know who controls the intimacy. If you don’t do this then sooner or later she will use sex as a weapon against you. I always tell a woman that if she ever tries to withhold sex from me then I will go get it somewhere else.
  4. Never agree to allow your girlfriend/wife to go on girls only trips. The rumours are true. No matter how much they profess they love you they will jump on the first dick they can get their hands on. After this trip I have broken up with girls rather then play the cuckold. 99.999% cheat when traveling, don't fall for the pussy trap.