Comments on: Comedy Writing Secrets Competition Now Open http://www.seduction-chronicles.net/2007/01/31/comedy-writing-secrets-competition-now-open/ Fri, 23 Dec 2011 23:12:48 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3 By: Craig http://www.seduction-chronicles.net/2007/01/31/comedy-writing-secrets-competition-now-open/#comment-703 Craig Sun, 18 Feb 2007 11:39:33 +0000 http://www.seduction-chronicles.net/2007/01/31/comedy-writing-secrets-competition-now-open/#comment-703 Good stories. I liked all of them. I don't know what the acronyms mean though. LMR IOI PUA AFC TMM lol... so many of them Good stories. I liked all of them. I don’t know what the acronyms mean though. LMR IOI PUA AFC TMM lol… so many of them

]]> By: Comedy Writing Secrets Competition Winners : The Attraction Chronicles Blog http://www.seduction-chronicles.net/2007/01/31/comedy-writing-secrets-competition-now-open/#comment-702 Comedy Writing Secrets Competition Winners : The Attraction Chronicles Blog Fri, 16 Feb 2007 03:41:45 +0000 http://www.seduction-chronicles.net/2007/01/31/comedy-writing-secrets-competition-now-open/#comment-702 [...] Did you miss the competition? Read the pickup stories! [...] [...] Did you miss the competition? Read the pickup stories! [...]

]]> By: Don Ivan http://www.seduction-chronicles.net/2007/01/31/comedy-writing-secrets-competition-now-open/#comment-701 Don Ivan Wed, 07 Feb 2007 07:49:50 +0000 http://www.seduction-chronicles.net/2007/01/31/comedy-writing-secrets-competition-now-open/#comment-701 Maybe not my best pickup story- just the most recent. Last Friday an old friend was in town on business. There was a gathering at a pub there. I don't remember too much about it, but I must have been doing OK, as a few days later, a sexy, sassy Vietnamese women I met that night emailed me and said "It was funny to chat up with you and watched how you handled the ladies. Nice and sweet ;-) .... You can be my coffee partner during weekend if you don't mind". Not sure about what that means, but perhaps I digress. As it approached midnight, most of the people left, so my friend and I decided to move on. The owner of another bar was throwing a birthday for himself. At this point it was mostly a sausage factory, but there were 3 (and only 3) single women there. College girls- and this is no joke, part-time models- at one of the bar giving off attitude, but we camped out near them anyway. Someone had made some balloon animals which we discovered and started joking around with. The girls wanted to join in and play, so we chatted for a while. We'd never discussed pickups much before, but a good wing man is hard to find around here. But they they had planned to meet up with more people and go to some club and were getting distracting phone calls, so we each number closed and moved on. Again, this is not the main part of the story, so let me get to it... My friend was tired from a week of meetings and about to call it a night, but we decided to make one last pass through another bar we know. We agreed that if we got no interest immediately, we'd go home. We made it all the way through the bar, turned to head out and and...BANG!. He said 'hi' to a pair of very cute, 19 year olds. We are both more than twice their age, but that didn't stop anything. One was rather tall, the other was about 5'4", but since I am 6'2" and my friend is 6'3", we teased her about being short. Telling her what I was going to do, I picked her up and sat her on the bar so that she could be taller and hear our conversation better. Such a move so early is a high-risk gamble, but she enjoyed it, and after a minute or two, I brought her back down. Can't remember the chit-chat, but we just kept it light, funny, and quick enough. I sensed that staying on there would serve no purpose, so I suggested leaving, he agreed, and we said "come along with us". They looked at each other for a moment, but the moment was a little too long for me, so I started to move to the door anyway, and my friend turned and came with with me. "If they don't come, it's their loss", he said, perfectly voicing the right attitude. Wish he still lived here. Just outside, we ran into some guys we knew. We chatted with them, and I heard a "hey!". Guess who was coming up from behind, with a couple of guys on their heels? I could tell from their body language that they actually wanted to ditch those guys (apparently they had met them there earlier), but we ignored them, talking to our friends for a couple of minutes. When we said good-bye and turned, the two girls quickly shuffled after us. We went to some asian diner dive that my friend loves the food at, and the four of us were there together. We both made each other look good, teased the girls just enough. Then decided to leave. When the check came, the girls asked how much they owed, so I named a token amount- less than our share, but more than zero- and we paid up. As were leaving, my friend said, "How should we handle this?". Remembering my Roman history, I replied "Divide and conquer". We walked along the street in such a ways that the girls were slightly separated. I stopped and kissed her a couple of times, and she seemed eager. Got some LMR, but we had already hailed a cab, and they separated. Came back straight to my place. Had a drink or two (she had never tasted Pernod or Malibu Rum) and then really closed. Pretty nice blow job too- but she asked me for lessons in the near future. The next morning, after I made a simple breakfast, she insisted on cleaning my kitchen and bathroom. I had to get her to stop cleaning, so I asked to exchange numbers and she was off... Maybe not my best pickup story- just the most recent. Last Friday an old friend was in town on business. There was a gathering at a pub there. I don’t remember too much about it, but I must have been doing OK, as a few days later, a sexy, sassy Vietnamese women I met that night emailed me and said “It was funny to chat up with you and watched how you handled the ladies. Nice and sweet ;-) …. You can be my coffee partner during weekend if you don’t mind”. Not sure about what that means, but perhaps I digress.

As it approached midnight, most of the people left, so my friend and I decided to move on. The owner of another bar was throwing a birthday for himself. At this point it was mostly a sausage factory, but there were 3 (and only 3) single women there. College girls- and this is no joke, part-time models- at one of the bar giving off attitude, but we camped out near them anyway. Someone had made some balloon animals which we discovered and started joking around with. The girls wanted to join in and play, so we chatted for a while. We’d never discussed pickups much before, but a good wing man is hard to find around here. But they they had planned to meet up with more people and go to some club and were getting distracting phone calls, so we each number closed and moved on. Again, this is not the main part of the story, so let me get to it…

My friend was tired from a week of meetings and about to call it a night, but we decided to make one last pass through another bar we know. We agreed that if we got no interest immediately, we’d go home. We made it all the way through the bar, turned to head out and and…BANG!. He said ‘hi’ to a pair of very cute, 19 year olds. We are both more than twice their age, but that didn’t stop anything. One was rather tall, the other was about 5’4″, but since I am 6’2″ and my friend is 6’3″, we teased her about being short. Telling her what I was going to do, I picked her up and sat her on the bar so that she could be taller and hear our conversation better. Such a move so early is a high-risk gamble, but she enjoyed it, and after a minute or two, I brought her back down.

Can’t remember the chit-chat, but we just kept it light, funny, and quick enough. I sensed that staying on there would serve no purpose, so I suggested leaving, he agreed, and we said “come along with us”. They looked at each other for a moment, but the moment was a little too long for me, so I started to move to the door anyway, and my friend turned and came with with me. “If they don’t come, it’s their loss”, he said, perfectly voicing the right attitude. Wish he still lived here.

Just outside, we ran into some guys we knew. We chatted with them, and I heard a “hey!”. Guess who was coming up from behind, with a couple of guys on their heels? I could tell from their body language that they actually wanted to ditch those guys (apparently they had met them there earlier), but we ignored them, talking to our friends for a couple of minutes. When we said good-bye and turned, the two girls quickly shuffled after us.

We went to some asian diner dive that my friend loves the food at, and the four of us were there together. We both made each other look good, teased the girls just enough. Then decided to leave. When the check came, the girls asked how much they owed, so I named a token amount- less than our share, but more than zero- and we paid up. As were leaving, my friend said, “How should we handle this?”. Remembering my Roman history, I replied “Divide and conquer”.

We walked along the street in such a ways that the girls were slightly separated. I stopped and kissed her a couple of times, and she seemed eager. Got some LMR, but we had already hailed a cab, and they separated. Came back straight to my place. Had a drink or two (she had never tasted Pernod or Malibu Rum) and then really closed. Pretty nice blow job too- but she asked me for lessons in the near future.

The next morning, after I made a simple breakfast, she insisted on cleaning my kitchen and bathroom. I had to get her to stop cleaning, so I asked to exchange numbers and she was off…

]]> By: DD http://www.seduction-chronicles.net/2007/01/31/comedy-writing-secrets-competition-now-open/#comment-700 DD Wed, 07 Feb 2007 04:28:21 +0000 http://www.seduction-chronicles.net/2007/01/31/comedy-writing-secrets-competition-now-open/#comment-700 Me and my mate sambo went to an outdoor bar in Australia to try some PUA to see if it works i had just finished the game and was curiuos as it all seemed kind of 'unreal'. Now we would normally sit with our mates at a table and not talk to many chicks and leave saying how stuck up most of them appear..not this nite, we made a concoius effort to approach as many sets as we could and use openers etc that i had gleaned from the book. 1st set was a 3 set and we opened with jealous girlfriend then rings etc, i got ones phone number in about 10mins, then we left and opened another 3 set, within 15mins they were offering to buy us beers..i dont think a chick has EVER bought ME a drink..anyway about half way thru one one of the chicks says 'hey have you read the game?'...im like OH FUUUK.. no whats that?..i think she knew but the bottom line was i dont think she cared as it shows we must have liked them to try it on them anyway and i think they were a bit falttered and wed already made them comfortable by using the openers etc (they read cosmo and cleo which is basically how to seduce your man so whats the difference? i say) which i think is what its about anyhow..i used to talk about stories and stars etc with chicks when i was younger and then i just stopped for some reason, so i think thats the idea its not about manipulating a chicks behaviuor but just coming in with interesting fun conversation without hitting on them straight up..anyway a couple more sets and we basically had 3 seperate sets hunting us down like cougars by the end of the night i had 3 numbers - i almost felt what its like to be a girl Me and my mate sambo went to an outdoor bar in Australia to try some PUA to see if it works i had just finished the game and was curiuos as it all seemed kind of ‘unreal’. Now we would normally sit with our mates at a table and not talk to many chicks and leave saying how stuck up most of them appear..not this nite, we made a concoius effort to approach as many sets as we could and use openers etc that i had gleaned from the book.
1st set was a 3 set and we opened with jealous girlfriend then rings etc, i got ones phone number in about 10mins, then we left and opened another 3 set, within 15mins they were offering to buy us beers..i dont think a chick has EVER bought ME a drink..anyway about half way thru one one of the chicks says ‘hey have you read the game?’…im like OH FUUUK.. no whats that?..i think she knew but the bottom line was i dont think she cared as it shows we must have liked them to try it on them anyway and i think they were a bit falttered and wed already made them comfortable by using the openers etc (they read cosmo and cleo which is basically how to seduce your man so whats the difference? i say) which i think is what its about anyhow..i used to talk about stories and stars etc with chicks when i was younger and then i just stopped for some reason, so i think thats the idea its not about manipulating a chicks behaviuor but just coming in with interesting fun conversation without hitting on them straight up..anyway a couple more sets and we basically had 3 seperate sets hunting us down like cougars by the end of the night i had 3 numbers – i almost felt what its like to be a girl

]]> By: Ken http://www.seduction-chronicles.net/2007/01/31/comedy-writing-secrets-competition-now-open/#comment-699 Ken Wed, 07 Feb 2007 02:23:27 +0000 http://www.seduction-chronicles.net/2007/01/31/comedy-writing-secrets-competition-now-open/#comment-699 lright this may not have been the most solid game in the world but it worked. So, last Saturday my buddies and I threw a bachelor party for my friend who is soon to be married. Long story short, we drink at a couple bars and eventually end up at a strip club. Now typically I don't like going to strip clubs with guys who just throw all their money at the dancers. I used to do that at one time too before learning seduction, but it only left my desire to attract beautiful women as empty as my wallet at the end of the night. But, I figured that this was a party for my buddy so we would show him a good time, even at our expense. I really wasn't planning on actually running any game on the dancers, becuse I wanted my friend having a good time to be my utlimate priority. Well, maybe this was the proper attitude to have, idk. Anyway, I decided early on to avoid the tip rail, where there is way too much pressure from my buddies to tip constantly. Instead I just chilled with my friend with the most game of the whole group. He has not studied any TMM or seduction as far as I know, but just seems to "get it" better than most people I know. So basically I am just relaxed and having a great time with my "natural" friend and the bachelor, basically ignoring all the strippers. At some point, one of the dancers came by to talk to our table (as they usually do when they want tips). Funny thing is nobody tipped her and she kept talking to us. She would leave once in a while to do whatever and then came right back over, nobody at our table was tipping (except the two guys that spent most of their time at the tip rail, they may have, but they were never really there that long). My "natural" friend actually did most of the talking, as I could barely get a word in edgewise. I decided early on though that this might be a good thing as I just laid back and basically only commented if I actually found something interesting. Oh and I made a good cocky funny comment whenever I could. Or when she got overly sexual, I would kind of look at her like she was acting ridiculous. Really, I didn't run much game at all, and it was my friend who gave her his number (because she was not allowed to give hers out at work). But I left the impression still that I was an interesting person that could not be easily manipulated. About 4 in the morning, my friend texts me and tells me that the girl called him back. I was not too surprized, though knowing that he and I had kept our frames tight, which can be sometimes all it takes to really spark a stripper's attention. Moving on, A couple days later, my friend calls me up to ask if I want to go to a party at the stripper's apt with him. Apparently, she was to invite some of her stripper friends, and I was to "wing" for him. Sweet, I thought, this should be interesting if nothing else. We head on over and it is just her and us for about two minutes until a couple of her stripper friends show up. They were introduced as, Lucsious and Logan. These two friends were alright but not quite up to my expectations. We are all drinking for a while, and two guys show up. These guys were the badboy type but they seemed to be more interested in smoking weed than get a piece. I quickly figured out they would be little threat. So her friends really wanted to watch porn. The porn starts and it is one of those awful bargin bin type pornos. This was the time when I really started to shine. While watching it, I could easily bust in some good cocky funny comments, especially about ripping on the girl for how crappy her choice in porn was. "You know, you can tell a lot about a person by the kind of porn that they watch," this being said after ripping hard core on how bad the porn was. Really, this is a hard FR for me to make because I was sorta drunk most of the night, so I will try my best. Anyway, it was getting late. the two guys had left and her stripper friends were getting ready for bed (they were crashing there). But my friend and I and the stripper (who will from here on out be reffered to as A) were not ready to puss out yet. We decided to start playing some cards (ya know drinkin' games). At some point I could tell she was giving some major IOI's. I could see she was trying real hard to get my attention by doing things like flashing or doing seductive poses, but I kept busting her for doing this. Example: A: "so you wanna make-out now or something?" Me: "Hey, come on now, let's finish this hand, we have some drinkin' to do". A: (flashes her breasts) Me: "Hey, what the hell is with you tonight?" Basically, all the time she was trying to get me sexually excited, I turned it into her just being some really annoying brat. This went well. Later on, I finally started to show some interest with light kino, like tickinling, and hand holding. Soon after this my friend left to go to the bathroom and immediatly, A was giving me the doggy dinner bowl look. We statred making out a little until my friend came back into the room. (She didn't want him to see anything because she was afraid he was really into her.) A little bit later my friend told me he wanted to leave. He was my ride and he wanted me to go with, but I told him I would rather just crash there, because... well he already knew anyway. I now had her isolated as she was already sleeping in her bed (my friend and I were talking in her bedroom later on in the night as her friends were sleeping in the living room. Anyway, she was sleeping and I was trying to figure what to do next. I could have just woke her up by cavemaning her but that seemed a bit tacky for some reason. I finally decided to just fall asleep and have sex in the morning. This turned out to be a wise choice. When she finally got up she was all over me. I hardly had to do anything but tell her to slow down. We ended up having great sex. Anyway, this story is quite incomplete and does not really follow the mystery method in the most smooth way but I think there were definatley some good moves made on my part and some bad ones (such as being a bad wingman). lright this may not have been the most solid game in the world but it worked.
So, last Saturday my buddies and I threw a bachelor party for my friend who is soon to be married. Long story short, we drink at a couple bars and eventually end up at a strip club.
Now typically I don’t like going to strip clubs with guys who just throw all their money at the dancers. I used to do that at one time too before learning seduction, but it only left my desire to attract beautiful women as empty as my wallet at the end of the night. But, I figured that this was a party for my buddy so we would show him a good time, even at our expense.
I really wasn’t planning on actually running any game on the dancers, becuse I wanted my friend having a good time to be my utlimate priority. Well, maybe this was the proper attitude to have, idk.
Anyway, I decided early on to avoid the tip rail, where there is way too much pressure from my buddies to tip constantly. Instead I just chilled with my friend with the most game of the whole group. He has not studied any TMM or seduction as far as I know, but just seems to “get it” better than most people I know. So basically I am just relaxed and having a great time with my “natural” friend and the bachelor, basically ignoring all the strippers.
At some point, one of the dancers came by to talk to our table (as they usually do when they want tips). Funny thing is nobody tipped her and she kept talking to us. She would leave once in a while to do whatever and then came right back over, nobody at our table was tipping (except the two guys that spent most of their time at the tip rail, they may have, but they were never really there that long).
My “natural” friend actually did most of the talking, as I could barely get a word in edgewise. I decided early on though that this might be a good thing as I just laid back and basically only commented if I actually found something interesting. Oh and I made a good cocky funny comment whenever I could. Or when she got overly sexual, I would kind of look at her like she was acting ridiculous.
Really, I didn’t run much game at all, and it was my friend who gave her his number (because she was not allowed to give hers out at work). But I left the impression still that I was an interesting person that could not be easily manipulated.
About 4 in the morning, my friend texts me and tells me that the girl called him back. I was not too surprized, though knowing that he and I had kept our frames tight, which can be sometimes all it takes to really spark a stripper’s attention.
Moving on, A couple days later, my friend calls me up to ask if I want to go to a party at the stripper’s apt with him. Apparently, she was to invite some of her stripper friends, and I was to “wing” for him. Sweet, I thought, this should be interesting if nothing else.
We head on over and it is just her and us for about two minutes until a couple of her stripper friends show up. They were introduced as, Lucsious and Logan. These two friends were alright but not quite up to my expectations.
We are all drinking for a while, and two guys show up. These guys were the badboy type but they seemed to be more interested in smoking weed than get a piece. I quickly figured out they would be little threat.
So her friends really wanted to watch porn. The porn starts and it is one of those awful bargin bin type pornos. This was the time when I really started to shine. While watching it, I could easily bust in some good cocky funny comments, especially about ripping on the girl for how crappy her choice in porn was. “You know, you can tell a lot about a person by the kind of porn that they watch,” this being said after ripping hard core on how bad the porn was.
Really, this is a hard FR for me to make because I was sorta drunk most of the night, so I will try my best. Anyway, it was getting late. the two guys had left and her stripper friends were getting ready for bed (they were crashing there). But my friend and I and the stripper (who will from here on out be reffered to as A) were not ready to puss out yet. We decided to start playing some cards (ya know drinkin’ games).
At some point I could tell she was giving some major IOI’s. I could see she was trying real hard to get my attention by doing things like flashing or doing seductive poses, but I kept busting her for doing this. Example: A: “so you wanna make-out now or something?” Me: “Hey, come on now, let’s finish this hand, we have some drinkin’ to do”. A: (flashes her breasts) Me: “Hey, what the hell is with you tonight?”
Basically, all the time she was trying to get me sexually excited, I turned it into her just being some really annoying brat. This went well. Later on, I finally started to show some interest with light kino, like tickinling, and hand holding.
Soon after this my friend left to go to the bathroom and immediatly, A was giving me the doggy dinner bowl look. We statred making out a little until my friend came back into the room. (She didn’t want him to see anything because she was afraid he was really into her.)
A little bit later my friend told me he wanted to leave. He was my ride and he wanted me to go with, but I told him I would rather just crash there, because… well he already knew anyway.
I now had her isolated as she was already sleeping in her bed (my friend and I were talking in her bedroom later on in the night as her friends were sleeping in the living room. Anyway, she was sleeping and I was trying to figure what to do next. I could have just woke her up by cavemaning her but that seemed a bit tacky for some reason. I finally decided to just fall asleep and have sex in the morning.
This turned out to be a wise choice. When she finally got up she was all over me. I hardly had to do anything but tell her to slow down. We ended up having great sex.
Anyway, this story is quite incomplete and does not really follow the mystery method in the most smooth way but I think there were definatley some good moves made on my part and some bad ones (such as being a bad wingman).

]]> By: Ken http://www.seduction-chronicles.net/2007/01/31/comedy-writing-secrets-competition-now-open/#comment-698 Ken Wed, 07 Feb 2007 02:22:22 +0000 http://www.seduction-chronicles.net/2007/01/31/comedy-writing-secrets-competition-now-open/#comment-698 A few weeks ago an old female friend from high school found me on myspace and made a friend request. She was a girl that I had a big crush on in high school, but I was too inexperienced and wussy to ever get anything except a small kiss. I send her a message to catch up and see what's going on. After a few e-mails I find out some interesting things: she is an exotic dancer, she is bi, and the most surprizing thing... she was really into me back in high school. Apparently in high school I was so used to being put in friend zone and lacked so much confidence, that whenever she showed interest I assumed she was just a tease. She was in Arizona though (far from me in Wisconsin) so I didn't think anything would happen unless she came back to her hometown. Because I felt little fear of loss I tried some hardcore flirting to 1. see if she was still interested, and 2. Present my reformed-wuss personality to her. She kept saying things like "this is so not like you". I could tell she liked it though. Even though she was somehow attracted to me back in the day even though I was a wuss most of the time... I knew she would have been in total control of the relationship, had we actually gone out back then. Anyway I get sick for a week or so and the messages stop coming. Just for the hell of it, I sent her a message a few days ago, and yesterday, she out of the blue, calls me up (I gave her my number in one of our earlier messages). I am out of town and don't recognize the number, so I wait until I get home and check my voicemail. I find out it's her and decide to check my myspace messages before returning the call. Sure enough, I had to new messages from her. In the first one she told me that she was now back in my city, among other things. I call her up and we chat for a bit. She asks if we can meet up and I say "ok I need to take care of a few things, but I'll probably swing by later." Afterall I couldn't look too eager. I'm looking like shit so I shower, change, and shave. I head on over and just try and be as relaxed as possible. Usually I get nervous and worked up over these types of situations, but last night I just felt comfortable. I didn't really have to game her too much at this point. I just laid back, had fun and threw in the occasional cocky funny comment when applicable. She was staying with some friends in town but I knew they would be leaving soon so I just played it cool until they left. She put in a movie, and shortly into it I started doing some mild flirting and kino, as I could tell that she was into me. There were those tense moments where I could tell she wanted to kiss me but I tried to build up more sexual tension rather than go in for the kiss right away. In the end she ended up kissing me in mid sentence. I proceeded to further escalate. Got my hand into her pants and she said I was going to make her horny in a way that made it sound like a bad thing. I took this as LMR because I knew it was on. To make a long story short, due to the logistics of the house we ended up in my parked car outside. I got the f-close technically, but the sex posistioning in the car sucked so we didn't get much out of it. She said "We'll need to plan another time so I can properly rape you." A few weeks ago an old female friend from high school found me on myspace and made a friend request. She was a girl that I had a big crush on in high school, but I was too inexperienced and wussy to ever get anything except a small kiss.

I send her a message to catch up and see what’s going on. After a few e-mails I find out some interesting things: she is an exotic dancer, she is bi, and the most surprizing thing… she was really into me back in high school. Apparently in high school I was so used to being put in friend zone and lacked so much confidence, that whenever she showed interest I assumed she was just a tease.

She was in Arizona though (far from me in Wisconsin) so I didn’t think anything would happen unless she came back to her hometown. Because I felt little fear of loss I tried some hardcore flirting to 1. see if she was still interested, and 2. Present my reformed-wuss personality to her. She kept saying things like “this is so not like you”. I could tell she liked it though.

Even though she was somehow attracted to me back in the day even though I was a wuss most of the time… I knew she would have been in total control of the relationship, had we actually gone out back then.

Anyway I get sick for a week or so and the messages stop coming. Just for the hell of it, I sent her a message a few days ago, and yesterday, she out of the blue, calls me up (I gave her my number in one of our earlier messages). I am out of town and don’t recognize the number, so I wait until I get home and check my voicemail. I find out it’s her and decide to check my myspace messages before returning the call.

Sure enough, I had to new messages from her. In the first one she told me that she was now back in my city, among other things. I call her up and we chat for a bit. She asks if we can meet up and I say “ok I need to take care of a few things, but I’ll probably swing by later.” Afterall I couldn’t look too eager.

I’m looking like shit so I shower, change, and shave. I head on over and just try and be as relaxed as possible. Usually I get nervous and worked up over these types of situations, but last night I just felt comfortable. I didn’t really have to game her too much at this point. I just laid back, had fun and threw in the occasional cocky funny comment when applicable.

She was staying with some friends in town but I knew they would be leaving soon so I just played it cool until they left. She put in a movie, and shortly into it I started doing some mild flirting and kino, as I could tell that she was into me. There were those tense moments where I could tell she wanted to kiss me but I tried to build up more sexual tension rather than go in for the kiss right away. In the end she ended up kissing me in mid sentence.

I proceeded to further escalate. Got my hand into her pants and she said I was going to make her horny in a way that made it sound like a bad thing. I took this as LMR because I knew it was on. To make a long story short, due to the logistics of the house we ended up in my parked car outside. I got the f-close technically, but the sex posistioning in the car sucked so we didn’t get much out of it. She said “We’ll need to plan another time so I can properly rape you.”

]]> By: Ken http://www.seduction-chronicles.net/2007/01/31/comedy-writing-secrets-competition-now-open/#comment-697 Ken Wed, 07 Feb 2007 02:21:20 +0000 http://www.seduction-chronicles.net/2007/01/31/comedy-writing-secrets-competition-now-open/#comment-697 I went out sarging last night with a new wing I met. It was my first time out specifically to sarge in a long time. My wing is relatively new to the community, but he was surprizingly very good at opening. He was opening sets while I came over to wing. Most of the interactions were going very well, but I felt I needed to practice opening, which I did do sucessfully a few times that night. Anyway, there were a few odd trends occuring last night that seemed a bit odd to me. Soulsero discovered a really easy way to open a set. He just went up to girls that were playing this one photohunt game and we just started joining in their game. This happened a couple of times. Also was the odd trend of girls trying to kick my ass. Throughout the night I was punched, pushed, grabbed forcefully, and otherwise attacked. I even found one girl that demonstrated self-defense moves on me. She moitioned me to come close and then grabbed the back of my neck. Then pulled me in closer. She was looking at me as though she were about to kiss me... WRONG! She squeesed a pressure point and twisted my whole body around. I mean it fucking hurt. Turns out she was a cop or something. I even had girls I just started talking to that seemed to want to brawl. Saying things like "oh, you wanna go" in that sort of way. I interpretted all this as playful and framed it as such. I can't imagine any of these girls would have seriously gotten in to a fight with me, and the interactions were playful up until that point. I even started saying things by the end of the night like "you want to fight me too, why does every girl I talk to tonight try to kick my ass?" in a playful way of course. I went out sarging last night with a new wing I met. It was my first time out specifically to sarge in a long time.

My wing is relatively new to the community, but he was surprizingly very good at opening. He was opening sets while I came over to wing. Most of the interactions were going very well, but I felt I needed to practice opening, which I did do sucessfully a few times that night.

Anyway, there were a few odd trends occuring last night that seemed a bit odd to me. Soulsero discovered a really easy way to open a set. He just went up to girls that were playing this one photohunt game and we just started joining in their game. This happened a couple of times.

Also was the odd trend of girls trying to kick my ass. Throughout the night I was punched, pushed, grabbed forcefully, and otherwise attacked. I even found one girl that demonstrated self-defense moves on me. She moitioned me to come close and then grabbed the back of my neck. Then pulled me in closer. She was looking at me as though she were about to kiss me… WRONG! She squeesed a pressure point and twisted my whole body around. I mean it fucking hurt. Turns out she was a cop or something.

I even had girls I just started talking to that seemed to want to brawl. Saying things like “oh, you wanna go” in that sort of way. I interpretted all this as playful and framed it as such. I can’t imagine any of these girls would have seriously gotten in to a fight with me, and the interactions were playful up until that point. I even started saying things by the end of the night like “you want to fight me too, why does every girl I talk to tonight try to kick my ass?” in a playful way of course.

]]> By: Andrew http://www.seduction-chronicles.net/2007/01/31/comedy-writing-secrets-competition-now-open/#comment-696 Andrew Wed, 07 Feb 2007 01:05:58 +0000 http://www.seduction-chronicles.net/2007/01/31/comedy-writing-secrets-competition-now-open/#comment-696 Wow, those are some good stories... I wish I had that kinda luck with women. Here's another one for you to ponder my talent (or luck depending on how you want to look at it lol) Anyways, I was at a theatre camp and I had wanted to talk to this one girl and I needed a great pep talk so a buddy of mine says okay since you may never see her again just go up talk about something in general and close it.. He gave some other encouraging words (I felt like I was in a high school football movie at the state final game lol) I just go up to her and I talk to her and ask how the camps been for her and how her summer was just little chat and then I said I had to go and asked for her email and then slid in the phone number (David D's trick.. Thank you David!!!)... This didn't last more then 3 minutes or at least it felt short.. Even though things didn't work out for either of my stories, you always learn more from your experiences, both your successes and your failures, especially your failures. They may be short, and you may not even believe my stories are real, but they are real and I said them as real as I could. Thank you Wow, those are some good stories… I wish I had that kinda luck with women. Here’s another one for you to ponder my talent (or luck depending on how you want to look at it lol) Anyways, I was at a theatre camp and I had wanted to talk to this one girl and I needed a great pep talk so a buddy of mine says okay since you may never see her again just go up talk about something in general and close it.. He gave some other encouraging words (I felt like I was in a high school football movie at the state final game lol) I just go up to her and I talk to her and ask how the camps been for her and how her summer was just little chat and then I said I had to go and asked for her email and then slid in the phone number (David D’s trick.. Thank you David!!!)… This didn’t last more then 3 minutes or at least it felt short..

Even though things didn’t work out for either of my stories, you always learn more from your experiences, both your successes and your failures, especially your failures. They may be short, and you may not even believe my stories are real, but they are real and I said them as real as I could. Thank you

]]> By: Mike Gman http://www.seduction-chronicles.net/2007/01/31/comedy-writing-secrets-competition-now-open/#comment-695 Mike Gman Tue, 06 Feb 2007 23:59:07 +0000 http://www.seduction-chronicles.net/2007/01/31/comedy-writing-secrets-competition-now-open/#comment-695 This is an honest to goodness pick up story. You'll know it's true because NO ONE could ever make something like this up! lol! Please don't disqualify me because I wasn't CONSCIOUSLY using any of the Major PUA's tactics. I didn't know about any of them when this happened. I was 32-33 and she was a 19 year old cutie at the University of MIchigan. I used to rent cars from the Hertz branch at the hotel where she worked. I rented pretty much every weekend to keep the mileage off my car which was a nice sports car. So, I'd see her every weekend. Either her or this other manager dude. They were the only two I remember working there. One day she said "You never take me for a ride in your _____" (my sports car.) I took note of it but didn't say anything either way. What I decided to do was wait until next week, when I would likely see her again, and prepare myself to close the deal. I came in the following week, she checked me in and went to get my rental. I didn't say a word. I didn't try to remind her of wanting a ride. I just pretended like last week didn't happen. As soon as the checkout was finished, and I had my keys, I said "Thanks, see you next week." She said: "Ahhh..you're NEVER gonna give me a ride, are you?" Fully prepared, I responded without missing a beat.. "Do you just want to go for a ride around the block, or do you want to DO SOMETHING!!??" She stammered and stuttered, clearly caught off guard not only by my response but my the FORCE with which I delivered it. (Remember, I was ready this time.) She said: "D-do something, I guess." I said: "Fine, what time do you get off work on Monday?" (This was the day I'd be bringing the rental back.) She said: "Six O'clock." I said: "Ok, I'll be there then and we'll go get a movie." Then I just took off. Monday at 6:00pm I roll in. She's all dressed up in a dress and looking really good. I drop off the rental, throw her into my car, we go to the movie rental place. I let her pick one out and I picked the other. She picked some DEMONIC terror movie (lol!) I went for the romantic 'chick flick' (Hey, I didn't think we'd get to either movie and I was right.) We drive right back to my place (Not much of a joy ride in my vehicle. Total elapsed mileage: maybe 4 miles.) We come into my place, put on the movie, within ten minutes we were making out and within 15 I was INSIDE of her. And literally, as I was just entering, I heard a VERY FAINT tap at the door. Now, if you're like me, when you're getting intimate with a chick, even if you hear sounds or THINK you are hearing them, you just blow them off cause nothing is going to get in my way at this point. I actually thought at first that I was just hearing things so I continued. But the sounds continued. I got off her, went to the door, made sure it was double bolted and said: "Who is it?" "Is Lisa in there.. This is Jeff her boyfriend." It turns out that OTHER guy at the Rental place was HER boyfriend! lol! She COMPLETELY FREAKED out, got up, frantically attempting to pull up her panty hose while simultaneously trying to hide in my hallway closet. I knew who the dude was and he kept calling me by the name on my Driver's License (which I don't go by) and I just said: "Dude, get the hell out of here and quit bothering us or I'll call the cops" He didn't listen and threatened to KEY my SWEET ride. So, I DID call the cops. They came, a lady cop came to my door (with the girl still trying to hide in my closet. It was a BIG walk in but there was SOO much junk in there she didn't really fit right in. I opened the door for the cop, drenched in sex sweat, jeans and no shirt. The lady cop was starting to get INTO ME. lol! She wanted to come in and check out my apartment!! I was like: "Why? just go out and find that crazy dude and make sure he doesn't jack with my car." Finally, things settled down, she got dressed, explained that it was indeed her boyfriend. I spirited her out the Living room window, met up with her outside the complex and drove her home. I never found out HOW he knew, but I have to figure she MUST'VE told him without telling me ANYthing. Nice! I never saw her again until about 2 years later. I just had come back from Mexico, I was in my same car and we ran into each other on campus. I said: "Want to come over?" She said: "Sure." She spent the night this time. That was the LAST I've ever seen her... This is an honest to goodness pick up story. You’ll know it’s true because NO ONE could ever make something like this up! lol!

Please don’t disqualify me because I wasn’t CONSCIOUSLY using any of the Major PUA’s tactics. I didn’t know about any of them when this happened.

I was 32-33 and she was a 19 year old cutie at the University of MIchigan. I used to rent cars from the Hertz branch at the hotel where she worked. I rented pretty much every weekend to keep the mileage off my car which was a nice sports car. So, I’d see her every weekend. Either her or this other manager dude. They were the only two I remember working there.

One day she said “You never take me for a ride in your _____” (my sports car.) I took note of it but didn’t say anything either way.

What I decided to do was wait until next week, when I would likely see her again, and prepare myself to close the deal.

I came in the following week, she checked me in and went to get my rental. I didn’t say a word. I didn’t try to remind her of wanting a ride. I just pretended like last week didn’t happen.

As soon as the checkout was finished, and I had my keys, I said
“Thanks, see you next week.”
She said:
“Ahhh..you’re NEVER gonna give me a ride, are you?”
Fully prepared, I responded without missing a beat..

“Do you just want to go for a ride around the block, or do you want
to DO SOMETHING!!??”

She stammered and stuttered, clearly caught off guard not only by my response but my the FORCE with which I delivered it. (Remember, I was ready this time.)

She said:

“D-do something, I guess.”

I said:

“Fine, what time do you get off work on Monday?” (This was the day I’d be bringing the rental back.)

She said:

“Six O’clock.”

I said:

“Ok, I’ll be there then and we’ll go get a movie.” Then I just took off.

Monday at 6:00pm I roll in.

She’s all dressed up in a dress and looking really good.

I drop off the rental, throw her into my car, we go to the movie rental place. I let her pick one out and I picked the other. She picked some DEMONIC terror movie (lol!) I went for the romantic ‘chick flick’ (Hey, I didn’t think we’d get to either movie and I was right.)

We drive right back to my place (Not much of a joy ride in my vehicle. Total elapsed mileage: maybe 4 miles.)

We come into my place, put on the movie, within ten minutes we were making out and within 15 I was INSIDE of her. And literally, as I was just entering, I heard a VERY FAINT tap at the door.

Now, if you’re like me, when you’re getting intimate with a chick, even if you hear sounds or THINK you are hearing them, you just blow them off cause nothing is going to get in my way at this point. I actually thought at first that I was just hearing things so I continued.

But the sounds continued. I got off her, went to the door, made sure it was double bolted and said:

“Who is it?”

“Is Lisa in there.. This is Jeff her boyfriend.”

It turns out that OTHER guy at the Rental place was HER boyfriend! lol!

She COMPLETELY FREAKED out, got up, frantically attempting to pull up her panty hose while simultaneously trying to hide in my hallway closet.

I knew who the dude was and he kept calling me by the name on my Driver’s License (which I don’t go by) and I just said:

“Dude, get the hell out of here and quit bothering us or I’ll call the cops”

He didn’t listen and threatened to KEY my SWEET ride.

So, I DID call the cops.

They came, a lady cop came to my door (with the girl still trying to hide in my closet. It was a BIG walk in but there was SOO much junk in there she didn’t really fit right in.

I opened the door for the cop, drenched in sex sweat, jeans and no shirt.

The lady cop was starting to get INTO ME. lol! She wanted to come in and check out my apartment!!

I was like:

“Why? just go out and find that crazy dude and make sure he doesn’t jack with my car.”

Finally, things settled down, she got dressed, explained that it was indeed her boyfriend. I spirited her out the Living room window, met up with her outside the complex and drove her home.

I never found out HOW he knew, but I have to figure she MUST’VE told him without telling me ANYthing. Nice!

I never saw her again until about 2 years later. I just had come back from Mexico, I was in my same car and we ran into each other on campus.

I said:

“Want to come over?”

She said:

“Sure.”

She spent the night this time. That was the LAST I’ve ever seen her…

]]> By: The Q http://www.seduction-chronicles.net/2007/01/31/comedy-writing-secrets-competition-now-open/#comment-694 The Q Tue, 06 Feb 2007 23:19:55 +0000 http://www.seduction-chronicles.net/2007/01/31/comedy-writing-secrets-competition-now-open/#comment-694 It about 18 degrees outside and V day rapidly approaches. I sit in my 4 walled cell aka cubicle reflecting and fearful of yet another lonely V day in the frigid East coast winter. The Approach, wow, the most unrealistic, yet real fear in my life. This coming from an accomplished martial artist, who grew up in a small city that once had the dubious honor of being the murder capital of the country (EPA,CA), I've hang glided from almost two thousand feet, I've been shot at, I've been robbed at gun point. But none seem to invoke the fear of approach I now suffer. In December of 2006, a trip to visit family, I did actually open my mouth an spoke with a young woman that seated her self next to me on the plane . . . captive audiences are easy. I was actually attempting, even if badly, to execute some of the techniques I have been learning. The conversation flowed from chatter, to serious, to hollarious, to silence and chatter again. As the flight comes to an end, and self talk begins an internal jihaad. I must close, get a number, get a email address, get something . . . NO, NO, NO, just say it was good to meet you and enjoy your time in Oakland. Oh I'm so weak . . . after a some heavy sweating, and deep breathes. I search for a pen, and grab a napkin. I write down my email and phone number, rip the napkin in half, hand her the blank have and the pen an say nothing . . . heart pounding . . . she immediately take the pen and paper and does the same. Ahhhhhhhhhh . . . we exchange sheets, chat a little and say good byes. . . it really works. It about 18 degrees outside and V day rapidly approaches. I sit in my 4 walled cell aka cubicle reflecting and fearful of yet another lonely V day in the frigid East coast winter. The Approach, wow, the most unrealistic, yet real fear in my life. This coming from an accomplished martial artist, who grew up in a small city that once had the dubious honor of being the murder capital of the country (EPA,CA), I’ve hang glided from almost two thousand feet, I’ve been shot at, I’ve been robbed at gun point. But none seem to invoke the fear of approach I now suffer. In December of 2006, a trip to visit family, I did actually open my mouth an spoke with a young woman that seated her self next to me on the plane . . . captive audiences are easy. I was actually attempting, even if badly, to execute some of the techniques I have been learning. The conversation flowed from chatter, to serious, to hollarious, to silence and chatter again. As the flight comes to an end, and self talk begins an internal jihaad. I must close, get a number, get a email address, get something . . . NO, NO, NO, just say it was good to meet you and enjoy your time in Oakland. Oh I’m so weak . . . after a some heavy sweating, and deep breathes. I search for a pen, and grab a napkin. I write down my email and phone number, rip the napkin in half, hand her the blank have and the pen an say nothing . . . heart pounding . . . she immediately take the pen and paper and does the same. Ahhhhhhhhhh . . . we exchange sheets, chat a little and say good byes. . . it really works.

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