noheroes
Don Juan
Gentlemen, do as I do and grab yourself a tuck of bourbon and throw some Keith Jarrett on the hi-fi. There's cold, cold snow on the ground and I'm here to regale you with a story sure to convince you that there are no women immune to game, no exceptions to hypergamy. The final pixel in the matrix has blinked out of existence for me, and I see the truth. Not finally, not complete, but I'm a believer. I'm in the midst of the hypergamy chapters of The Rational Male and the light has dawned.
In late November I met a girl at my business whom I was immediately attracted to. We had a drink, made out, groped a bit, and she went home (3.5 hours away). A month later she came into town, and on Christmas Eve we cooked dinner at a place she was housesitting, spent two hours naked in a hot tub, and made love three times over the next ten hours, including, well, entrances and exits on Christmas morning. We saw each other again a couple days later, made love again, then she left town. In early January I was passing through her town, spent the night, and we again slept together three times in a ten hour span.
This girl (let's call her Helen) is feminine, nurturing, sexy, and highly intelligent. She's been through tougher times than any member of this board who wasn't a combat military member. She'd make a killer mother, she's kinky as hell, she's emotionally vulnerable yet demure, and she's submissive and kind. She's an HB8 (at least by my reckoning) and has a slamming yoga body. I have tremendous respect for her and we have a great connection. The only downside is she's 33 and is realizing that the wall is coming up.
Helen and I are constantly flirty by text, but I don't really do long distance relationships, so my plan of action was to just hook up and hang out whenever we were in each other's towns. However, this afternoon (this very afternoon!) we had a phone conversation in which she related that she couldn't be flirty with me anymore and also couldn't sleep with me should we see each other again. Not exactly LJBF, due to the fact that she sent me an underwear selfie not ten minutes after this conversation ended, but close enough. A last sexy gasp, but a rejection nonetheless. Why, gentle readers, did this kind soul state that our trysts had ended? Hypergamy.
You see, there was a gentleman (we'll call him Chip) who met Helen last March. He was just out of a five year relationship, but he didn't tell Helen that. He was a little damaged, but in that kind of way where Helen felt that sometimes they had a connection, and then at other times couldn't figure out what Chip felt about her. In December, Helen told a dear family member to make sure that Helen never hung out with Chip again. It was unhealthy! She was hooked and couldn't figure out why, and had to stay away from Chip. As of a couple weeks ago, however, Helen resumed hanging out with Chip. This, dear friends, is why Helen couldn't be flirty or sexual with me anymore.
I talked to Helen about this man in depth. There certainly was a part of me that wanted to negotiate desire, to convince her to stay away from Chip, to continue our prior arrangement. But I knew this was a fool's errand. So I took a deep breath and asked myself - "Self, do you really want to see the end of the Matrix? Do you want to dispel your belief in a 'quality' woman? If there ever was a quality woman, it is Helen. Let's see if truly hypergamy is inescapable."
I asked Helen various questions about her feelings towards Chip, revealing my knowledge of hypergamy and explaining each step of her own behavior to Helen as I did so. "See there, Helen? That's push-pull. Tension. He doesn't realize he's doing it, but he's driving you crazy and making you feel attracted towards him. One minute he's accessible, the next he isn't. He doesn't return your texts on time, if at all. This creates the hook!" She agreed, but I could tell there was no changing her mind. For the sake of science, I pressed onward. "See how you're basing all of this conversation on the potential of the relationship, Helen? You think you can save him from his damage! There's nothing actual there, you're just backwards rationalizing it to suit the hook he's set in you." Again, she agreed intellectually. "He's demonstrating to you his evolutionary suitability by being unavailable, utilizing tension, and being completely non-needy. His life is the same whether you're in or out of it, and it drives you crazy and creates attraction simultaneously!" Mental assent but hindbrain denial continued.
At the end of the conversation, she stopped me in her feminine adorable voice and said "We need to not talk about this anymore, it just seems so hopeless. I don't want the world to be that way!" I told her that it was that way, but I do believe it's possible for good men to harness those powers and create deeply satisfying, honest relationships. However, hypergamy is always the driving force, and to leave it unacknowledged is to invite disrespectful beta disaster or alpha cad heartbreak.
Helen, despite the truth being presented to her in the most obvious way possible, and mirrored in her every behavior towards Chip, couldn't accept the reality of hypergamy. If she can't resist or change her behavior based on reason and knowledge of the truth, no woman can. The lesson, kind readers, is not that you must be evil to get the girl. It's that hypergamy is the deciding factor in attraction for EVERY SINGLE WOMAN. There are no exceptions, no "quality" girls. They all succumb. It's our job to make them succumb to us.
After all this, she still sent me the dirty pic. :rock:
In late November I met a girl at my business whom I was immediately attracted to. We had a drink, made out, groped a bit, and she went home (3.5 hours away). A month later she came into town, and on Christmas Eve we cooked dinner at a place she was housesitting, spent two hours naked in a hot tub, and made love three times over the next ten hours, including, well, entrances and exits on Christmas morning. We saw each other again a couple days later, made love again, then she left town. In early January I was passing through her town, spent the night, and we again slept together three times in a ten hour span.
This girl (let's call her Helen) is feminine, nurturing, sexy, and highly intelligent. She's been through tougher times than any member of this board who wasn't a combat military member. She'd make a killer mother, she's kinky as hell, she's emotionally vulnerable yet demure, and she's submissive and kind. She's an HB8 (at least by my reckoning) and has a slamming yoga body. I have tremendous respect for her and we have a great connection. The only downside is she's 33 and is realizing that the wall is coming up.
Helen and I are constantly flirty by text, but I don't really do long distance relationships, so my plan of action was to just hook up and hang out whenever we were in each other's towns. However, this afternoon (this very afternoon!) we had a phone conversation in which she related that she couldn't be flirty with me anymore and also couldn't sleep with me should we see each other again. Not exactly LJBF, due to the fact that she sent me an underwear selfie not ten minutes after this conversation ended, but close enough. A last sexy gasp, but a rejection nonetheless. Why, gentle readers, did this kind soul state that our trysts had ended? Hypergamy.
You see, there was a gentleman (we'll call him Chip) who met Helen last March. He was just out of a five year relationship, but he didn't tell Helen that. He was a little damaged, but in that kind of way where Helen felt that sometimes they had a connection, and then at other times couldn't figure out what Chip felt about her. In December, Helen told a dear family member to make sure that Helen never hung out with Chip again. It was unhealthy! She was hooked and couldn't figure out why, and had to stay away from Chip. As of a couple weeks ago, however, Helen resumed hanging out with Chip. This, dear friends, is why Helen couldn't be flirty or sexual with me anymore.
I talked to Helen about this man in depth. There certainly was a part of me that wanted to negotiate desire, to convince her to stay away from Chip, to continue our prior arrangement. But I knew this was a fool's errand. So I took a deep breath and asked myself - "Self, do you really want to see the end of the Matrix? Do you want to dispel your belief in a 'quality' woman? If there ever was a quality woman, it is Helen. Let's see if truly hypergamy is inescapable."
I asked Helen various questions about her feelings towards Chip, revealing my knowledge of hypergamy and explaining each step of her own behavior to Helen as I did so. "See there, Helen? That's push-pull. Tension. He doesn't realize he's doing it, but he's driving you crazy and making you feel attracted towards him. One minute he's accessible, the next he isn't. He doesn't return your texts on time, if at all. This creates the hook!" She agreed, but I could tell there was no changing her mind. For the sake of science, I pressed onward. "See how you're basing all of this conversation on the potential of the relationship, Helen? You think you can save him from his damage! There's nothing actual there, you're just backwards rationalizing it to suit the hook he's set in you." Again, she agreed intellectually. "He's demonstrating to you his evolutionary suitability by being unavailable, utilizing tension, and being completely non-needy. His life is the same whether you're in or out of it, and it drives you crazy and creates attraction simultaneously!" Mental assent but hindbrain denial continued.
At the end of the conversation, she stopped me in her feminine adorable voice and said "We need to not talk about this anymore, it just seems so hopeless. I don't want the world to be that way!" I told her that it was that way, but I do believe it's possible for good men to harness those powers and create deeply satisfying, honest relationships. However, hypergamy is always the driving force, and to leave it unacknowledged is to invite disrespectful beta disaster or alpha cad heartbreak.
Helen, despite the truth being presented to her in the most obvious way possible, and mirrored in her every behavior towards Chip, couldn't accept the reality of hypergamy. If she can't resist or change her behavior based on reason and knowledge of the truth, no woman can. The lesson, kind readers, is not that you must be evil to get the girl. It's that hypergamy is the deciding factor in attraction for EVERY SINGLE WOMAN. There are no exceptions, no "quality" girls. They all succumb. It's our job to make them succumb to us.
After all this, she still sent me the dirty pic. :rock:
