First report ;)
Ok... what do you think about Halloween? I bet it is costumes, pumpkins, treak or treat etc.
But its wrong. It is all about girls who actually have a chance to go offlimits and show what they actually are.
I did not plan to go out during the week after craziest and disgustingly tiring weekend... But a girl with whom I work and who is seeing (meaning fucking) one of the biggest/richest wanna-be-pimp guys in town, called me up and invited to the party.
It is a common practice for him to throw craziest parties in his Penthouse, but usually he does not allow guys there, it is 99% females. My friend invited me because she wanted to run natural jealousy plot line on that dude, by hanging out with me :)
That makes life easier - she is a good social proof and knows everyone around.
The crew consisted of Mook, Burberi and me.
I will omit uninteresting pre-party details.
When we entered the penthouse venue, I was actually susrprised by a good ratio, approximatelly 6 to 1.
We started work.
I was back in my male-prize model, mostly playing with non-verbalics and pushing girls into approaching me. Got opened 5 or 6 times by very doable girls. They mostly were trying to guess what is my costume.
When Mook ejected from his n-closed set we continued working around - 5-6 more sets opened. Burberi got into a deep set and got some good attraction going there. We tried to help, everything was very cool.
Speaking about whole situation. There were a bunch of looser investment bankers there with large bellies and no sense of game or style. The host of the party was like them, but he actually is used to get sex from golddiggers, who are trying to get a multibillion marriage-divorse cash prize.
So we had no competition. Getting IOIs from everywhere it was extremely easy to open and game any girl there.
Around 11 everybody went to a nearby club Rumor.
Sticking with the host I got in without any problems. Mook and Burberi had some shit. In the end Burberi got in, but Mook went home.
Inside the club we had 3 head tables and shitload of greygooze on them.
Lots of girls, gold-diggers... For some reason everybody thought that I'm the host of the party :) Maybe because I behaved like one :)
I created perfect social proof. Several girls from my school tried to make out with me, i refused, it bumped up the temperature.
Then one of the hottest girls in the club, who is also from my school came up to me, put her hand on my minimi and asked how is he doing.
She got a reply. Too bad bathrooms are guarded by different club douche-bags.
Suddenly I see the girl that I opened today in my class. A very hot asian mix (my asian fewer has been progressing recently).
She was with a friend. Freshman, but already digging.
Too bad for her.
Then she is like "oh I need to go to the bathroom, how can i get back to VIP?"
me - you can call me
her - I don't have your number
me - you can write it down
her - no, you will call me and I will get your number
me - I never take girls numbers. You like me - you call me ;)
In the end she did not take my number and left to the bathroom. When she came back and got shit returning to VIP she got my number from somewhere called and asked to help her.
To make the story shorter... Took her and her friend to my place.
Burberi got a girl he gamed back at the first party.
This is how we roll.