mASF post by "Delta Male"
posted on: mASF forum: Field Reports Discussion, April 4, 2005Alright, so Friday night comes, and I'm pumped. Me and my two other friends
that I throw parties with in my fraternity are throwing another one, but this
time, its going to be different. It'll be a party in our style, but this time
we're splitting like half the planning and fronting the money with the other
brothers. Which is good, because it means that I don't have to be managing shit
all
night and I have some fun.
So I get there early, to help clean up and chill at the house. There's a group
of people who come really early (like 10:15) before we're ready. They're pretty
much just chilling in the basement, playing some beer pong. There's two girls
that are left out though -- a really tall white girl who's not that hot, and a
cute black chick. Letting girls go ungamed even this early in the night is a
definite party foul in my book, so I go and chat them up. Because nobody else
is there, I don't need an opener or anything, I just go up and introduce
myself. We fluff talk a little while -- we tell each other what school we're
in, how old we are, etc. I tell them some stories about good times we've had at
parties here. And I tell them how lots of people in Boston are straight up
alcoholics, and that I don't know why people need to drink so heavily to have
fun. I didn't know this at the time, but this turned out to be a good DHV
because they feel the same way. Also, I think it made it better because I was
just talking and happened to say something good -- I wasn't *trying* to DHV.
This is a point of improvement I've made in my game lately. Before, I would
have blown myself out of this set by doing a lot of surface attraction
techniques (negs, C+F, takeaways) right up front. Now, I understand that at my
house, I am high value. I'm hosting the party, I'm good looking and better
dressed than everyone there, I know
everyone there, I'm comfortable in set, etc. Until the party starts going and
the girls get more ADD, I don't need to create surface attraction in order for
them to be interested in me.
So anyways, after like 10-15 minutes of talking to these girls people start
showing up, so I go upstairs to work the door. Ray's here, we talk and chill
for a little while. I think it helps my value a lot at parties for girls to see
me collecting $$$ at the door, because that way they see that this is my house
without me having to tell them, which comes off as qualifying myself. The party
fills up fast, and I have to turn away a girl who I hook up with semi-regularly
who brought like 10 hot girls with her.
After the party's full, we lock the door and head down to the basement to game.
Some girl pulls my friend away, so I jump back into the 2set I was gaming
previously solo. It was pretty obvious that nobody had talked to them since I
left -- seriously, guys at BU are straight up fags. I haven't had anything to
drink yet, but the music is louder, and there's flashy lights, and I'm getting
a lot
more into the energy of the party. I come in with a high-energy vibe, which is
really incongruent with their low energy state. But, I didn't get blown out
because I talked to them before, they just became high energy with me.
Now I start doing all the surface attraction shit.
Dan: How come you guys are dancing?!??! You said you were fun!
HBskirt: Well we haven't really drank much and nobody else is dancing blah blah
blah other logical crap
Dan: (Cutting her off, to the UG) Haha, is she always like this?
HBskirt: Always like what?
Dan: Yo, I'm just kidding, you know I love you (cavemanning her)
UG: (Just laughs, doesn't cockblock. At this point I just talk to the HB)
Dan: (still kinoing her) Hey, let's dance (I start dancing with her)
We dance for like 5 minutes, then I realize we're the ONLY ones in the party
dancing. UG is hovering nearby, so I say, hey, let's move over here and get
people dancing, and then I move her. We go in the middle of the dance floor,
somehow still nobody's cool enough to dance like us. But that's ok. It was a
good way to isolate her from her friend. I dance with her a little while here,
then say "Let's go over here" and move her again, to isolate her further from
her friend. We dance more. Btw, I think dance floor is the BEST way to create
deep (physical) attraction in nighttime game, especially if you have a good
body and you know how to dance. It's a socially
acceptable way to get huge amounts of kino in.
So anyways, while we're dancing way away from her friend, I say in her ear.
"You're not bad...I could definitely teach you a few things." She laughs at
this, and says that she thinks she'd be the one doing the teaching. I stop
dancing, still holding her and with her face about an inch from mine, and I
keep teasing her, with our lips practically touching. Pretty soon, we're making
out.
I've learned that you can only make out in the middle of the dance floor so
long before some girl calls your target a slut, so I move her to a nearby
couch, where we makeout some more. We're both getting really turned on, but I
want to make sure she's ready before I move her again to the living room so I
don't get any ASD. Then, out of nowhere, somebody throws a full cup of beer on
us!!!
I don't see who it is, and I don't stop to ask someone because I sense she'll
bolt if her state is broken any more. I try to go back to making out, no dice.
She's like "that totally killed my buzz" (she didn't mean she was drunk btw,
she'd only had one beer). I'm persistent, but I only get light kisses.
Eventually, she says she
has to go and find her friend. I laugh, and I'm like fuck that shit, we're like
the A crowd over here. She laughs too, but her state has been broken and she
says it again. I'm like nah, it's cool. Then she's like, no, I really have to
go find my friend, so finally I let her go. As expected, her friend whisks her
upstairs. I see her a few
minutes later upstairs, an AMOG is chatting her up (finally, haha). I introduce
myself to the guy, and then I sit between them (which is a good AMOG tactic
when you can get away with it). Then I go for the #close, but I can't even get
that. What the crap.
That's ok though, because I'm still feeling really good and I have an entire
party full of girls to game. I tell her to have a nice night, then I head back
down to the basement to find Ray and do some sets.
Right as I go down the stairs, I see a two set of black HBs...one of them's in
my writing class! I'd only talked to her like five minutes before class one
day, but hey, what the hell. I say hey, what's up, and give her a hug. Like the
girls before, they both seemed pretty
sober. She asks me how I did on my last essay, I tell her the story about how I
spent so much time on it, and then I got a C- because our teacher thought it
was a racist essay. She's like "oh...I can't hang out with you if you're
racist" being all serious and shit. I'm like "nooooooooo....I love black
people" and I give her a big hug. I can see now that this was qualifying
myself, but it still worked because I did it with kino, and because I was
pretty high value coming in. I run pretty much the same teases as above, making
fun of white people who don't dance, making fun of her for not dancing, asking
her friend if she's always like this, etc. She's getting
really giggly and touchy-feely and shit, so I start dancing with her. Pretty
much the same deal as before...I slowly move her a few step away from her
friend at a time, when she's far enough away, I say "you're not bad...I could
definitely teach you a few things" and
make out with her.
She's way into it right from the start, so I'm more aggressive moving her. I
skip the couch and the living room altogether, and take her upstairs. No
objections.
But then...dum dum dum...her friend comes upstairs and starts to cockblock. I
thought I was all done at this point...fortunately, she argues with her friend
telling her that she's not drunk at all, that she knows me from class, etc. Her
friend tells her she'll let her have five minutes upstairs with me, if she
promises her nothing will
happen. Then her friend says that if she fucks me, she'll kill her. lol.
So we go into one of the brother's room and start hooking up on his bed. Her
friend calls, she ignores it. I've got my hands up her shirt, feeling up her
nice tits. She likes to be on top when we make out, but I make sure to move her
back on bottom about half the time to keep dominant. And also, because I like
to be on top ;). I start rubbing her pussy through her pants, she's loving it.
Unfortunately, I can rub as vigorously as I normally do because my fingers are
all bruised and swollen from a really intense game of volleyball earlier that
day (yes, I'm serious). I try to unbutton her pants, I get ASD here, she moves
my hand away gently. I keep making out, 5 mins later I repeat, get ASD again.
I'm about to do it again, when my fraternity brother walks in and yells "GET
THE FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM!" Thanks man, I appreciate the great wingmanship.
She gets up without bothering to redo her belt, kind of staggering like she's
drunk. This strikes me as weird because she was perfectly fine when we started
talking. But, I've seen this before -- girls who are perfectly fine before they
hook up with me act really drunk after it happens, like they're justifying it
to themselves. So, I
don't think anything of it.
I move up up to the third floor, to another unoccupied room. We start making
out on the bed. All this time her cell phone's vibrating like crazy's, she's
ignoring it. I pick up where I left off, but she's still moving my hand away.
We keep making out on the bed for about 10 minutes, then the door burst open,
and my other fraternity brother is like, "DAN, GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM!"
Really, that's what brotherhood's all about.
So we stop and I get up, and she just kind of lies down on the bed. I'm like,
we have to go. She's like, I have a headache. Now, I thinking that she might
actually be drunk, and she wasn't faking it before. So, I pull back, and I'm
like, "are you going to be alright?" She just looks at me kind of weird for a
second...then she throws up on me!
Fortunately, God blessed me with swift reflexes and I jumped back, so not much
actually got on my pants. But still, it was a rather traumatic and disgusting
experience. To make matters worse, a male voice is calling out her name loudly
in the hall, asking where she is. I lead her out of the room, and its her huge
black 6ft tall 300 lbs AFC friend, and he's all mad. He's like, man, I fuckin
hate frat houses, and he grabs her and brings her downstairs.
So now, I'm left to clean up after this girl. I use an entire roll of paper
towels, and a concoction of cleaning chemicals until you can't smell anything,
which takes me about forty-five minutes. I finish it off with MopnGlow, and you
the floor looks better than before and the room doesn't smell at all. I decide
not to tell him what happened...he'll probly sleep better if he doesn't know
what went down.
Unfortunately, I saw him at the mixer the next day, and he was pissed. I
thought for sure he somehow pickup up on the smell...but nope, he was mad
because he found a few broken ketchup packets on the floor, and she made a few
shoe-prints on his bedsheets. lol. I didn't even think about that shit. I'm
glad I didn't tell him what happened, or he really would have killed me.
I saw the girl on Monday, she apologized for throwing up on me. She told me
what happened was that she had two beers at another party, but when they came
to our house, we were all out of beer, and only had $1.00 shots. Our bartender
stupidly sold her 5 shots all at once, which she drank right before I came
down. So I guess this was
why she seemed sober at first, but warmed up so quickly and made out w/ me
within 10 minutes. And, why she was staggering upstairs, she actually was drunk
by that point. Apparently, she's one of those people who "beer before liquor,
never been sicker" applies to. Apparently all her friends hate me now, but oh
well. I #closed her, but I don't think I'll follow up for a while.
So yeah. Maybe not the best way for the night to end, but all in all it still
was a night where I stepped my game up majorly. I'd never made out with two
chicks before in one night, or made out with girls so fast before either. More
importantly, I'm beginning to feel that I can do this consistently, and without
drinking at all. I'd attribute this to all the daytime sarging I've done, which
is
helping my night game too.
So, the things I did right in this FR:
1. Not blowing myself out with C+F when surface attraction wasn't necessary.
2. Telling cool stories and vibing to show value.
3. Being better dressed than everyone at the party.
4. Using surface attraction *after* I demonstrated value to lead into kino and
dancing and makeout.
5. Aggressively moving the girls around and isolating them a little bit at a
time from their friends.
6. Talking to the girls in multiple sessions -- even though each lasted only
5-10 minutes, it created the impression that they "knew me" the second time I
started gaming them.
7. Not worrying excessively about her friends cockblocking, only talking to
them as much as necessary.
8. Being at the door when everyone came in to show social proof, and hitting
the party when it was getting good.
9. Not drinking too much.
Things I did wrong:
1. Maybe taking things too fast...I'm not sure if making out in 10-15 minutes
with the girls was good or bad. On the one hand, it was cool and validating to
do. On the other hand, what I did pre-makeout was definitely "flash game" where
once her state was broken, she ran away, except in the second case because she
was drunk by the time we got cockblocked. And, I'm not sure if this is the best
way to get MLTRs, which is what I'm interested in. I'd like some feedback on
this.
2. Not recognizing that she second girl was actually drunk, and not faking it.
3. Not having condoms with me. This is stupid stupid stupid, and I need to
start bringing condoms to every day2 and party I go to.
4. Moving the first girl from the far end of the couch, I'm cutting the couch
out of my isolation plan from now on because too many things go wrong and I
tend to get stuck there. From now on it's bar area-->middle of dance area-->far
end of dance area near the stairs-->kitchen-->living room-->upstairs, with
steps cut out if I can get away with it.
5. Being a dumbass and not remembering that my fraternity brother said that I
could hook up on his futon but not his bed, because he didn't want stains and
shit on it. Which I guess is understandable.
Props go to Woodhaven for taking away my limiting beliefs on needing a certain
amount of time to create attraction, Dimitri for taking away my limiting
beliefs on kinoing a girl right away, and my boy Mirage from the Boston Lair
for inspiring me to hook up with lots of black chicks.
Questions, thoughts, suggestions are all welcome.
Peace,
-Dan
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