Hey all. Long post, no tldr.

Over the last 3-4 years I was practicing the frame and shit test concept in every area of my life. From plates to friends, family members to school teachers, colleagues to customers, also bosses.

Holding my frame and constantly passing shit, comfort tests took me to places that I couldn’t imagine before TRP.

I’ve seen and heard disgusting shit tests from girls, friends a lot back in the day and even though it makes me sick inside I pass them and dodge them like Neo in the Matrix. I believe you have to be in the right mindset in order to be successful holding frame and understanding shit tests. If you are lethargic, tired, lazy people can sense it or see it in your mimics and they will probably try to poke your armor a lot. Especially if you are a cocky, confident person in your regular environment. The day they see you tired or a little out of frame, they will eat you alive.

Now, holding frame took me to good places but also I lost shit load of opportunities in the past because I was weak and lethargic enough to not pay attention and couldn’t hold frame. Every opportunity, every interaction counts so you have to be in your best shape both physically and mentally to pass on and hold frame.

I want to give you an example about frame and shit tests happened last weekend. Even though it hurt me inside, I didn’t show it. Once again I learned the importance of not showing how you feel inside. It’s all about how you project.

Okay so, I had this plate for a long long time. We had so much fun, sub girl, likes kinky stuff, does whatever I say, close to unicorn personality. We moved to different states and didn’t have sex for 7 months. We talked, shared stories and laughed about stuff but deep down we both know this is not working. During Christmas break we were both going back to our hometown and we planned to meet up, I told her to buy some sex toys for us and sexy clothes, etc. She bought them and came back to hometown. When we were there I felt something that she was super distant to me by texts and phone calls. She ignored my attempts to meet up. I thought she either was having family issues or straight up found another dude. I accepted it and ignored her too. After a while we meet up at the local bar, we start chatting, she was super distant so I ignored her and talked with my buddies. After a while that I feel curious and annoyed and got up and pulled the girl aside and asked her what’s up, what’s this is all about, be honest in short words, I don’t care what it is just tell me what’s wrong with you. She said nothing it’s all ok. After my second question she started crying. She told me she was in love with me the whole time when she was my plate and hated the fact that I was seeing her as a sex toy. She said she wanted more of me, more serious relationship and more “love” from me. She said she was crying since we got separated to different states and haven’t had sex for almost 7 months. She told me she respected me and felt loyal to me all the time so it would be wrong to have sex. (Could be true could be wrong, idc). She told me she was ignoring me because me only fucking her when we are in the hometown made her feel sick. She said she can’t take it anymore, she is crying in the middle of the bar, telling me it’s all my fault. I asked what’s my fault? Here comes the golden part. She told me she found someone and likes him now. So she can’t be with me. I started smirking and said Oh good for you. You could just say that I would not push it. She told me “You don’t understand, I tried so hard, ignored every man that approached me because of you, but I couldn’t do it anymore. I found him to forget you.” I was still calm and played along. I asked her to show me the dude. Not by jealousy, just wanted to see how she is doing. She showed me a pic of them together, I’m 5”11, fit build and have a masculine handsome face. The guy she showed me looked the opposite. Blondish, 6”7 tall, bulky. She literally showed me a replacement of me with better? traits. Now it kind of hurt inside but I didn’t show it. I told her in a funny tone, wow you finally found yourself a taller man. Good for you. She started mocking me. “ Yeah he is so tall I look like his kid, he is the tallest guy in the bar when we step in, he looks big, etc”. While saying those she is straight up analyzing my face. Trying to see a crack or annoyance. I didn’t bite the bait. Played along. I told her it is understandable to leave me for a man like that. I laughed it off, told her good luck in life, and left the table. Minutes later she came back crying, said she didn’t want to hurt my feelings, I said her she didn’t. She asked me to stay friends, I said yeah sure I will say hi when I see you on my way. She resisted and asked to be a friend like we used to be. She told me she can’t fuck with me anymore. I was like “Okay cool, be my friend then, help me get those girls over there, be my wingman.” Everytime she shit tests me and I agree and amplify, I saw a change in her face. I could almost hear “what the fuck is wrong with this guy, why he is not sad, angry. Why is he happy? Where is the drama I am looking for?”

Nope, no drama from my side and I won’t let her do the same even though she is crying and everybody is looking at us. The girls in the bar were all eyeing me out and waiting like vampires, the moment she ditches me they will be all over me so I found the confidence to stay calm.

After a while I headed home and she decided to join me. I reminded she doesn’t want to have sex with me anymore. She said yeah she doesn’t but her family is having problem in the house and asked me to sleep over. I said fine. We are at my place, I went to bed. She crawled in. I was tired so I almost pass out. She out of no where started to play with my dick. I didn’t say anything or move at all, laying down like a dead meat. She jerked me off then stopped. Tried to kiss me, the moment she tried to kiss me, I woke up, cuffed her hands with my grip, turned her over, pulled out my dick and put it in her mouth. She started sucking it slowly. Then out of no where she asked me “What would you say if I tel you I’ve seen bigger dicks than yours?” kind of trying to say her new guy has a bigger dick. Could be true, I have a regular size dick but it is really thick. Like really really thick. I saw girls cry, cum and got hooked just because the thickness. But I knew she meant the height of my dick. I laughed it off, doing my thing. She said “Why are you laughing? I asked you what would you say, I’ve seen bigger dicks than yours”. Okay, this is a harsh shit test. We are all somehow conscious about or dick size and how well we perform in bed. Especially she is trying so hard to get in my head with a 6”7 dude, big dicks, etc. I knew what she was doing. I calmy said “ I wouldn’t say anything, I don’t care. You are the one sucking my cock right now. I knew girls who are better at this too.” She stopped for a second. Couldn’t look me in the eye, just stopped. Didn’t say anything. Then started sucking my cock like she never did before. Stayed quiet all night, became super submissive, fucked her hard. Came all over her face. Then went to sleep. Next day I asked her your bf would be sad if he knew what you did. She said she couldn’t stop, she got hooked by my magnetism? again. She said sorry, asked me to forgave her, told me to fuck her every day, told me she is happy how we are. We don’t have to stop talking, she said she won’t ask for a relationship anymore. Begged me to stay however we are right now.

That day could be a mess. The day might end up really differently than how it ended. That day folks, I learned once again the importance of frame and passing shit tests. How your life can change over the things you say, the way you react and take action on it.

I could get angry, sad or jealous. She could have won and that will be her key to forget me, pity me. She would go back home and forget about me and suck the dick of the tall dude. She still could do that. But she got alpha widowed by me and the only reason she picked that dude is to piss me off. Whenever they fuck she will be thinking about me. She is a phone call away and she will ditch everything to come visit me and be my whore again.

Yeah it hurt inside. Yeah I’m not the tallest guy in the room and it is my only desire to be. I probably don’t have the biggest dick. Maybe the guy has a bigger one or a smaller one. But one thing I’m sure as hell is I had the most profound, amazingly detailed and the strongest feame in that bar and also probably in her life. And it payed off once again.