I had my first experience with a perfect 10. I'm 22 and she's 30, but she literally is the most naturally beautiful woman I have ever met. On top of that, she is Brazilian, has a sexy personality, and has natural, genuine game.

So naturally I introduce myself to her friend and shoot the shit. To give some context, I'm out on the patio of the bar smoking. After some comfort was built up, her friend introduces me to the group which includes HB10.

Events transpire and eventually I end up in a conversation with HB10 and AMOG. He is honestly not that aggressive, but I can tell he is seriously butt-hurt that I'm talking to HB10. He keeps attempting to discredit me and shit, but I don't really care and focus most of my attention to HB10 by ignoring his comments and continuing our conversation.

So this continues and I begin to feel like this guy is going to out game me, but then HB10 comments that her dress is beautiful because no other woman has it (its brazilian). AMOG doesn't say much in a sort of agreeing manner, but I tease that I actually saw a girl wearing the same dress just that week. This was the line that won me the girl. I pulled back out of the group and leaned on the rail. She came right up, and AMOG was pretty much done for (EPIC WIN!!!!!).

We talk for a while and I notice every time I make fun of her she walks in a circle like a chicken. I call her out on it, and tell her she acts like jennifer lopez. I liberally make fun of her accent. She LOVES THIS SHIT.

That's when I realized my game was lacking in the neg department.

Eventually, we end up split up because she gets pulled inside to dance with her friends. I continue to hang outside and like twenty minutes later she is ordering a drink near me. I'm pretty discouraged at this point, but I go in for the number close because fuck it. She was super receptive to the number exchange, but we ended up talking and she pulls me toward the dance floor.

Here's where I fuck up:

So I don't dance unless I'm shit faced and in a really good frame. She literally pulled me on the dance floor which her table was located next to. I instead sit down like a big pussy and open her friends. I guess I rationalized it in the sense that I was opening her friends, but really I was just not drunk enough to balls out dance.

Anyways, I eventually sense that my sitting down by myself makes me look like a loner and I bounce outside for a cig. I come in afterwords and go for the number close. It was met with a very sassy latin turn around hand to face. I laughed and said ok.

TL;DR: Out AMOG'd a guy by disagreeing with HB10 in a playful way. Also, didn't get some from said HB10 because I was too pussy to dance.

Conclusion:

HB in the higher range are so used to approving remarks that to hear disapproval attracts them. I need to get more comfortable with dancing.