Señor Fingers
Master Don Juan
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"Seducing the PartyGirl"
The big question is how do we integrate all the tactics we have learned?
The big answer is practice, practice, practice.
I have failed many more times than I have succeeded and still get rejected or LJBFed sometimes, for I may have a good intellectual grasp of this stuff but I am definitely no seduction master! Well sometimes I am and sometimes I'm not. It depends on my mood and my target, I reckon.
I tend to have the best luck with party girls. It helps to be a DiscJockey and I admit it is an unfair advantage. So, in the spirit of fairness, I recently went out without my DJ social proof and had to tackle these chicks from the level of mere mortals.
Hope you enjoy the FR...
Preparation
It was Friday night and after a week of putting in overtime at the job, I was dying to get out and socialize. One of my buddies was DJing at a club that night so I decided to get dressed up for dancing. After a hot shower I blasted some De La Soul on my stereo as I dried off and threw on my black italian buttondown shirt with my grey linen pants and polished my black boots. Topped it all off with my black Kangol and I must say I was looking very sexy! Satisfied by my handsome reflection, I spritzed myself with some Kenzo and bounced to the club.
I got there early, because lately I enjoy an open dance floor and the opportunity to chat up the staff. Sometimes I make friends with the bartenders and they bless me with a few free drinks. So I just do my thang for a while till the place starts to fill up and I spot my first target of the evening.
The Target
She was short, tan and fit with shoulder-length black hair, exotic features and the round ghetto-booty for which I am a fiend. She was dressed to impress with a halter top that revealed her soft, yet defined abs and highlighted her luscious breasts. I am one picky guy but I had to hand it to honey. She was a straight up 10, and she knew it. I watched her dance with guys and then snub them if they got too close. (((WARNING :: WARNING :: ATTENTION HOE!))) I took mental notes and shifted my attention to a HB8 that just walked in.
Social Proof
I got my dance on with HB8 for a while. One of my favorite songs came on so I started doing fancier moves, spins etc. That's when HBLatina noticed me and started dancing closer. Ha!! As if I am dumb enough to play her games! I just ignored her and danced with another girl HB6 for a while. It was fun because HB6 was a good dancer and I upgraded her to a 7 for this. Every once in a while I spot HBLatina out of the corner of my eye and she is watching me.
The Opener
The song ended and I finally turned to HBLatina and smiled at her. She smiled back and opened ME, asking if she knew me from somewhere. I told her it was possible since I was a such a legendary party guy. We chat for a minute and then I spotted a friend of mine I hadn't seen in a while so I just left her there to greet my boy.
More Social Proof (Extra Spicy!)
Hours passed and I had a great time. I danced with almost every girl in the club and got a few numbers for the hell of it. A girl I had flirted with last weekend was there and I got a nice make-out session by the bar. I pulled away from the kiss and noticed HBLatina was staring at us. I shot her a wink and turned around since my friend behind the bar bought me a drink. She comes over to the bar to order herself a Whiskey & Coke and stands right next to me. So I invite her to an afterhours party my friend is spinning at. I was about to give her directions when her friend offered us a ride. I was like "cool" and we bounced.
Red Flags and Rapport
On the way to the party we got lost so there was time for us to talk. Well, she actually did most of the talking and started spilling her life story to me. It was weird because whenever I would respond to her, she would just ignore me and keep talking. Yup, definitely an attention hoe! I just listened and nodded politely the whole time. At least her story was interesting.
Demonstrating Value
So we finally get to the jam and it is packed. My boy showed up with a few of his percussionist friends and they invited me to play with them. I have taken an interest in percussion lately and have gotten pretty good on the congas. So I jam with them for a while and HBLatina is dancing for us, sticking her ass in our faces, the whole nine yards. I finish playing and decide to lamp out on the couch and roll a little joint for myself. HBLatina slides next to me and tries to take off my Kangol. Pfffft! This chick is delusional!
Neg Hit
She gets flustered when I don't let her wear it. I tell her I never let strangers wear my gear and besides how do I know she doesn't have dandruff or lice? She laughs at this and still persists, hoping I would change my mind. I don't. So she gives up and goes off to dance. I smoke a little bit of the joint and clip it because I don't like to get too blasted and I wanted to dance some more.
Detachment
The music is really good so I roll over to HBLatina and start to dance with her. I don't touch her at all, merely follow the flow of her movements so we are synchronized and I toss a few spins into the mix. She is loving the attention of course and we both have a good time. I get thirsty and decide to grab a drink. I forgot about her when I met some more friends and chatted for a while before I went back to the couch and started playing congas again.
More Negs
HBLatina sits next to me and asks if she can play. I ask her if she knows how and she insists that she does, being Cuban and all. So I tell her to take her rings off first and then I let her play a few bars and she is TERRIBLE. I even try to give her a quick lesson, but she really has no skills, so I tell her she sucks and cut her off from conga privileges. She tries to pout and get her way but I don't let her and tell her she is annoying me and she finally leaves.
NOTE: Normally I wouldn't be this big of a prick with such a fine young lady, but this girl needed to be taught a lesson. I could tell she was used to having guys obey her every whim and I was not about to play that role!
A Fair Warning
I leave the dancefloor and hit up the chill-out lounge to smoke the rest of my clip. I run into one of my boys and he warns me about HBLatina, saying she is the worst cócktease he has ever met. I assure him that I am the one teasing her and he just laughs at me, shaking his head.
Click the link ^^^ for the Table of Contents.
"Seducing the PartyGirl"
The big question is how do we integrate all the tactics we have learned?
The big answer is practice, practice, practice.
I have failed many more times than I have succeeded and still get rejected or LJBFed sometimes, for I may have a good intellectual grasp of this stuff but I am definitely no seduction master! Well sometimes I am and sometimes I'm not. It depends on my mood and my target, I reckon.
I tend to have the best luck with party girls. It helps to be a DiscJockey and I admit it is an unfair advantage. So, in the spirit of fairness, I recently went out without my DJ social proof and had to tackle these chicks from the level of mere mortals.
Hope you enjoy the FR...
Preparation
It was Friday night and after a week of putting in overtime at the job, I was dying to get out and socialize. One of my buddies was DJing at a club that night so I decided to get dressed up for dancing. After a hot shower I blasted some De La Soul on my stereo as I dried off and threw on my black italian buttondown shirt with my grey linen pants and polished my black boots. Topped it all off with my black Kangol and I must say I was looking very sexy! Satisfied by my handsome reflection, I spritzed myself with some Kenzo and bounced to the club.
I got there early, because lately I enjoy an open dance floor and the opportunity to chat up the staff. Sometimes I make friends with the bartenders and they bless me with a few free drinks. So I just do my thang for a while till the place starts to fill up and I spot my first target of the evening.
The Target
She was short, tan and fit with shoulder-length black hair, exotic features and the round ghetto-booty for which I am a fiend. She was dressed to impress with a halter top that revealed her soft, yet defined abs and highlighted her luscious breasts. I am one picky guy but I had to hand it to honey. She was a straight up 10, and she knew it. I watched her dance with guys and then snub them if they got too close. (((WARNING :: WARNING :: ATTENTION HOE!))) I took mental notes and shifted my attention to a HB8 that just walked in.
Social Proof
I got my dance on with HB8 for a while. One of my favorite songs came on so I started doing fancier moves, spins etc. That's when HBLatina noticed me and started dancing closer. Ha!! As if I am dumb enough to play her games! I just ignored her and danced with another girl HB6 for a while. It was fun because HB6 was a good dancer and I upgraded her to a 7 for this. Every once in a while I spot HBLatina out of the corner of my eye and she is watching me.
The Opener
The song ended and I finally turned to HBLatina and smiled at her. She smiled back and opened ME, asking if she knew me from somewhere. I told her it was possible since I was a such a legendary party guy. We chat for a minute and then I spotted a friend of mine I hadn't seen in a while so I just left her there to greet my boy.
More Social Proof (Extra Spicy!)
Hours passed and I had a great time. I danced with almost every girl in the club and got a few numbers for the hell of it. A girl I had flirted with last weekend was there and I got a nice make-out session by the bar. I pulled away from the kiss and noticed HBLatina was staring at us. I shot her a wink and turned around since my friend behind the bar bought me a drink. She comes over to the bar to order herself a Whiskey & Coke and stands right next to me. So I invite her to an afterhours party my friend is spinning at. I was about to give her directions when her friend offered us a ride. I was like "cool" and we bounced.
Red Flags and Rapport
On the way to the party we got lost so there was time for us to talk. Well, she actually did most of the talking and started spilling her life story to me. It was weird because whenever I would respond to her, she would just ignore me and keep talking. Yup, definitely an attention hoe! I just listened and nodded politely the whole time. At least her story was interesting.
Demonstrating Value
So we finally get to the jam and it is packed. My boy showed up with a few of his percussionist friends and they invited me to play with them. I have taken an interest in percussion lately and have gotten pretty good on the congas. So I jam with them for a while and HBLatina is dancing for us, sticking her ass in our faces, the whole nine yards. I finish playing and decide to lamp out on the couch and roll a little joint for myself. HBLatina slides next to me and tries to take off my Kangol. Pfffft! This chick is delusional!
Neg Hit
She gets flustered when I don't let her wear it. I tell her I never let strangers wear my gear and besides how do I know she doesn't have dandruff or lice? She laughs at this and still persists, hoping I would change my mind. I don't. So she gives up and goes off to dance. I smoke a little bit of the joint and clip it because I don't like to get too blasted and I wanted to dance some more.
Detachment
The music is really good so I roll over to HBLatina and start to dance with her. I don't touch her at all, merely follow the flow of her movements so we are synchronized and I toss a few spins into the mix. She is loving the attention of course and we both have a good time. I get thirsty and decide to grab a drink. I forgot about her when I met some more friends and chatted for a while before I went back to the couch and started playing congas again.
More Negs
HBLatina sits next to me and asks if she can play. I ask her if she knows how and she insists that she does, being Cuban and all. So I tell her to take her rings off first and then I let her play a few bars and she is TERRIBLE. I even try to give her a quick lesson, but she really has no skills, so I tell her she sucks and cut her off from conga privileges. She tries to pout and get her way but I don't let her and tell her she is annoying me and she finally leaves.
NOTE: Normally I wouldn't be this big of a prick with such a fine young lady, but this girl needed to be taught a lesson. I could tell she was used to having guys obey her every whim and I was not about to play that role!
A Fair Warning
I leave the dancefloor and hit up the chill-out lounge to smoke the rest of my clip. I run into one of my boys and he warns me about HBLatina, saying she is the worst cócktease he has ever met. I assure him that I am the one teasing her and he just laughs at me, shaking his head.
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