Existential
Don Juan
FR: How I slept with an Aspiring Import Model and Her Sister (Part I)
Background
The woman in question is also a club promoter. I have noticed her the last several weeks but have not had a chance to approach her. She typically has a big entourage and a good situation never arose.
This, in and of itself, highlights an important point. The '3 Second Rule' that so many are fond of is simply a means to get past the sticking point of approach anxiety. That's it. Once you’re past it, the optimal response in most situations is to wait until the right moment.
At the same time, I knew I would be seeing this woman again. If you won't, you need to work with what is available.
Beginning of the Night
Poise is visiting. We head downtown earlier then we typically might. I have not seen him in a while and we have some catching up to do.
Poise refers to himself as a "drinkologist." Simply put, he possesses a vast knowledge about alcoholic drinks. We arrive and the place is still pretty empty, so, we head to the VIP room and Poise introduces me to some exotic mixed drinks.
We spend the next hour having a good time amongst ourselves. No thoughts of women or sarging. We're two friends having a good time. The party is with us.
We actually get opened up by two girls. Her opener? "Are you a model?" In response to a lame typical guy opener, I respond with a lame typical girl response.
Ex: "Can you buy me a drink?"
She obliges, and we talk with these girls for a few minutes. My frame is, "These girls are trying to win me over." It meshes very well with social reality.
Poise and I next decide to look around the venue. Low and behold, I see the central target of this FR: HBImport. She's only with one girl and sitting at the bar.
First Contact
Ex: "Did you MySpace me?"
HBImport: "Huh?"
Ex: "I received a strange friend request today and the girl looked like you."
HBImport: "Wasn't me."
Ex: "Oh...ok. Well, my name is....."
I shift gears and begin to talk to the girl that is with her. Poise, meanwhile, is intermittently speaking to HBImport and a cute bartender.
It turns out the other girl is HBImport’s older sister. I immediately note a few things about these two: HBImport is the more attractive sister and clearly the social butterfly. HBSister is attractive as well, but more reserved, less confident, and likely used to stepping aside for HBImport.
As the conversations merge a 'problem' arises. HBSister is giving me hardcore indicators of interest. What's more, HBImport is attempting to 'wingman' for her sister and play matchmaker.
Isolating HBSister
At this point I know that going for HBImport will do little good. They have girl coded me as belonging to HBSister. Most guys at this point would do one of two things. They would assume that their chances with HBImport have significantly dropped and concentrate on HBSister. Or, they would continue to pursue HBImport and lose them both.
Me? I know HBImport is mine. In fact, so is HBSister. Remember when I originally profiled the relationship of these two? HBImport is used to being in first. Best way to use this? What if it's conveyed that HBSister got a man that she can't have? Funny how this works. Originally, HBImport had no real interest in me. It's why she had no problem pawning me off to HBSister. Inside of a week she will be chasing me.
I take HBSister to the VIP room. During the interaction with HBSister I find out as much as I can about both her and HBImport. We mutually build rapport and physically escalate. At this point, I was not thinking about taking her home that night because logistics were bad. I arrange for a meeting the next day.
Late Night Diner
Poise and I reconvene. He has apparently had an excellent night as well. We head to a late night diner for some food. No sooner do we sit down I receive a text message from HBSister:
HBSister: Can you come pick me up?
Ex: Where?
HBSister: We are just leaving the club.
I order my food and tell Poise that I will be back before it arrives. Being the gentlemen that I am I also order a sampler platter incase HBSister is hungry.
It takes some time to find her. We end up meeting in a parking lot halfway between the club and where HBImport lives. HBImport is driving, and when I pull into the parking lot out jumps HBSister.
I unfortunately did not keep my promise as I was not back before the food arrived. I find Poise and three plates of food waiting for us.
HBSister is very touchy feely with me. She is going as far as to try and feed me. I'm actually a little bit disturbed by the way she is acting. Poise runs most of the conversation. This is another subtle point. It’s much easier to brag about your friend then it is about yourself.
That Night
Earlier in the night I mentioned bad logistics. I had figured it would be troublesome for her to leave with two guys she met that night. Furthermore, I did not want to bounce her and HBImport together. Apparently these were all moot considerations. Poise, HBSister and I head back to my house.
I show Poise to the guest bedroom and I bring HBSister to mine.
We didn't sleep together that night. HBSister has earmarked me as boyfriend material and is worried about looking promiscuous. We make out, talk, and fall asleep.
The Morning
HBSister and I do, however, have sex in the morning. Why did her opinion change? Because my worldview is, "Sex is a naturally occurring phenomenon and I don't judge women for having it." As we talked and fell into a deeper state of rapport my perspective became evident to her.
Afterwards, I drive her home.
Epilogue of Part I
I'll end the continued saga here and put up Part II in the next few days. In that part I show how I compelled HBImport to chase and seduce me.
