Mental dating? WTF is that!?
The goal of mental dating is to see yourself on a date in your mind's eye, and in EXCRUCIATING DETAIL, envision yourself succeeding. AFCs never have a plan. DJs alway have a plan.
Assume the sale and go from there. When you are imagining the date, ONLY IMAGINE POSITIVE OUTCOMES. If you think that you will lose, then you have already lost. If you think that you will win, then you have already won.
Remember... detail, detail, detail!! Picture EVERYTHING the way it would be if you were actually there. Sights, sounds, the sensation of touch, even smells. "The mind cannot tell the difference between reality and a vividly imagined experience."
- Psycho Cybernetics by Maxwell Maltz
Later today, I'm going to have a movie date with this girl I know called HBCrazy. The following was taken mostly from my private journal and serves as motivation and an example of mental dating. Let the fun begin!
Dark, warm night. I find a parking spot at the movie theater. Since the tape player is broken, pop-radio songs linger in my head. I shake them out and replace them with the Face to Face line, "Inhibition and indecision are quite the same to me."
So it is clearly time to step it up and be decisive--that's what she's looking for. She likes you already--she definitely finds you attractive. It's your job-- and your job only-- to solidify the belief in her mind that you are fearless. Least of all of a little girl.
"Whatever happens, I can handle it" rings through your head. You see HBCrazy in your mind's eye sitting at a table at Barnes and Noble (our rendezvous point), waiting.
dream sequence while in my truck...
In the next moment, you're at her house and she's giving you a fukking insane bl0wjob! She looks up into your eyes as she tightens the suction of her lips around the middle of your shaft and dancers her tongue along the underside.
The next scene, you are walking towards the theater with her. Then she's spread eagle on her bed, holding her pvssy open for you. her nude body shimmers and her eyes flick at you in anticipation. Through quick, shallow breaths, she gets out, "Fukk me, Duke. Please Duke. Fukk me." It's time to move.
dream sequence ends
I get out of my truck, grab my wallet, phone, and keys, and I lock the door. I shut the door and begin walking towards B&N. I walk slowly with my shoulders straight and my head high like an inflated balloon.
You find HBCrazy sitting or standing, just as you had imagined, at or near a B&N table. You make eye contact with her and give her a warm smile. Your words are LOUD and they flow like honey in a sing-song, deep pitch. You speak with the eloquence and assurance of a newscaster.
You remember that women's weak spot is ACTION. They are master communicators, but men create ACTION.
You keep approaching and say, "Hey, HBCrazy. Long time no see!" You are in a fukking GREAT mood right now. Nothing can stop you and success is virtually guaranteed.
I lean forward and kiss her on the cheek. I pull back slowly and I speak SLOWLY. Everything is done extremely slowly. I maintain eye contact and ask with a smile, "Are you ready?"
I wait for her to say "Yes" and promtply remove the smile from my face. With a totally straight face I look her in the eyes and say, "I don't think YOU'RE ready for THIS jelly." (I've done this one in the mirror. It's pretty fukking funny.)
She laughs and we get up to walk toward the theater. We walk side by side. Seven or eight seconds after we start walking I say, "Wait" and use my arm to halt her. At this point she'll be thinking "Huh? WTF." I pat down her stomach and find that she got her backbrace removed (she broke her back a few months ago in a 4-wheeler accident).
I remark sarcastically, "Well, looks like you're not the Bionic Woman anymore!" She will probably say something like "You knew I didn't have a backbrace! You just wanted to feel me up!"
At which point I say "Darling, I don't see you that way" and smack her ass. (mixed messages)
Or she might just laugh. Either way. No matter what she says, I smack her ass after I feel her stomach. And there is nothing she can do about it! Muuwahahaha. *Ahem*
This might branch off into an intense butt-slapping contest!
We make our way to the ticket-master, and I ask her how her summer has been going. I follow up with "What has been your favorite thing about this summer so far?" After she answers, I draw out her responses onto something positive. "Oh, Gulf Shores huh? I bet that parasailing was RAD!" And I let her take it from there.
She'll inevitably ask me the same question I asked her, "So, Duke, what is YOUR favorite thing about this summer?" Well, I just so happen to remember that the LESS I reveal about myself, the BETTER. So I reply with, "It's a tough call, but I have to say it's been my pimping business. Oh god, it really took off!"
Her: *laughing* "No, seriously."
Me: Yeah, seriously. Just because I'm white doesn't mean I'm not a pimp. Stop being racist. By the way, where's my money?
Her: What money?
Me: *shakes head*
We walk into the theater and await previews. I ask her if she wants anything to eat or drink. She will probably say "No." So I reply "Good. I wasn't gonna get you anything anyway!" and walk away before she can say anything.
If she says "Yah I want this and this," then I say "Well then you better go get it before the movie starts!!" Heheh. Cuz she probably thinks I will go buy it for her. Get it?
I come back with a Vanilla Coke or whatever and the previews start. We are sitting in the back row of course (MakeOut Valley as I like to call it) and I prop my feet up in the chairs in front of me. I tell her, "Make sure you let me know if my feet are blocking your view" and stick my foot right in her face.
She'll brush it away from her, no doubt, and I'll continue to sit back smugly in my seat. The stench of popcorn fills the air and M&M and Coke commercials commence to playing.
When the Coke commercial plays, I say "Coke is bad for you. It has way too much sugar" and take a big swig of my Vanilla Coke. I will then offer her some. If she accepts, I'm in like Flynn. If she declines, then she might really be against colas. But she's here with me and that's all I REALLY need to know she's interested. Aside from her flirting with me all the time.
I tell her to "Sit up" for a second. I put my arm around the back of her chair. I say "Ok, you can sit back down, now." I think it's better to do this than just put your arm around her spur of the moment or be cheesy and "yawn" to do it. It's like saying, "Yeah I'm putting my arm around you in plain view because I want to."
Very confident.
Previews continue and I give her a good once-over with my eyes. If anything catches my eye, I'll be sure to ask her about it. She is definitely going to wear jeans, so I'm gonna push/pull her. "I like these jeans, but I think you should have worn shorts instead. They would make your ass look better."
Movie starts. I ask her what perfume she's wearing. Doesn't matter what she says. I sniff her. And I move in closer each time, just letting my breath fall on her neck. Now there's a chance she might say "What are you doing?!" and I'll simply reply "Well genius, it looks like I'm smelling you!"
"Ah, you smell like tropical fruitberries and wild citrus. Ahhh"
Time wears on. Getting her horny, yadda yadda. I whisper in her ear "Let me see your hand." And I take her hand in my free hand. We hold hands and I message it. I tell her that her hands are soft. Whole point of this is to get her feeling girly and feminine and horny.
I initiate a thumbwar with her. "1, 2, 3, 4, I declare a thumb war!"
After I beat her, I simply make eye contact with her and smirk and lift my eyebrows in a "Who da man?" expression of dominance.
Now hopefully my charms will start to wear on her around 1/3 of the way through the movie. If she leans into me, all the better. If I get nothing past what I've done 30 or 40 mins into the movie, I tell her, "Close your eyes. I have something for you." And then I kiss her breifly and act like nothing happened. At this point she either bugs out (but we are thinking POSITIVE SEE!!) or jumps me like a wild animal! Or she will sit there with a grin on her face. Probably the latter.
So I tell her, "Close your eyes again. I have something else for you." If she closes her eyes THIS TIME, then I am fukking IN, NO TURNING BACK. Full-scale make-out session right there. I will alternate gentle and passionate kissing, but I will avoid the cardinal sins of slobbering and shoving my tongue down her throat.
If I succeed at that, then I will rub her leg, and only god knows what will happen after THAT!!!!!
WOOOOOOO!
I feel like I have done all this shyt already! I felt everything like it was really happening, AND I HAVE NO DOUBT IN MY MIND THAT I CAN PULL THIS OFF! I will throw you fellas a field report tomorrow after the date to let you know how things went. This is my first field-test of Mental Dating, so I'll let you know how it goes.
But goddamn, I believe it will work. Ever had to deliver an oral presentation? Well you won't succeed at giving one unless you prepare frontwards and backwards. And I am fully prepared for tomorrow. I'm gonna ace this shyt! Wish me luck!!
-Duke
The goal of mental dating is to see yourself on a date in your mind's eye, and in EXCRUCIATING DETAIL, envision yourself succeeding. AFCs never have a plan. DJs alway have a plan.
Assume the sale and go from there. When you are imagining the date, ONLY IMAGINE POSITIVE OUTCOMES. If you think that you will lose, then you have already lost. If you think that you will win, then you have already won.
Remember... detail, detail, detail!! Picture EVERYTHING the way it would be if you were actually there. Sights, sounds, the sensation of touch, even smells. "The mind cannot tell the difference between reality and a vividly imagined experience."
- Psycho Cybernetics by Maxwell Maltz
Later today, I'm going to have a movie date with this girl I know called HBCrazy. The following was taken mostly from my private journal and serves as motivation and an example of mental dating. Let the fun begin!
Dark, warm night. I find a parking spot at the movie theater. Since the tape player is broken, pop-radio songs linger in my head. I shake them out and replace them with the Face to Face line, "Inhibition and indecision are quite the same to me."
So it is clearly time to step it up and be decisive--that's what she's looking for. She likes you already--she definitely finds you attractive. It's your job-- and your job only-- to solidify the belief in her mind that you are fearless. Least of all of a little girl.
"Whatever happens, I can handle it" rings through your head. You see HBCrazy in your mind's eye sitting at a table at Barnes and Noble (our rendezvous point), waiting.
dream sequence while in my truck...
In the next moment, you're at her house and she's giving you a fukking insane bl0wjob! She looks up into your eyes as she tightens the suction of her lips around the middle of your shaft and dancers her tongue along the underside.
The next scene, you are walking towards the theater with her. Then she's spread eagle on her bed, holding her pvssy open for you. her nude body shimmers and her eyes flick at you in anticipation. Through quick, shallow breaths, she gets out, "Fukk me, Duke. Please Duke. Fukk me." It's time to move.
dream sequence ends
I get out of my truck, grab my wallet, phone, and keys, and I lock the door. I shut the door and begin walking towards B&N. I walk slowly with my shoulders straight and my head high like an inflated balloon.
You find HBCrazy sitting or standing, just as you had imagined, at or near a B&N table. You make eye contact with her and give her a warm smile. Your words are LOUD and they flow like honey in a sing-song, deep pitch. You speak with the eloquence and assurance of a newscaster.
You remember that women's weak spot is ACTION. They are master communicators, but men create ACTION.
You keep approaching and say, "Hey, HBCrazy. Long time no see!" You are in a fukking GREAT mood right now. Nothing can stop you and success is virtually guaranteed.
I lean forward and kiss her on the cheek. I pull back slowly and I speak SLOWLY. Everything is done extremely slowly. I maintain eye contact and ask with a smile, "Are you ready?"
I wait for her to say "Yes" and promtply remove the smile from my face. With a totally straight face I look her in the eyes and say, "I don't think YOU'RE ready for THIS jelly." (I've done this one in the mirror. It's pretty fukking funny.)
She laughs and we get up to walk toward the theater. We walk side by side. Seven or eight seconds after we start walking I say, "Wait" and use my arm to halt her. At this point she'll be thinking "Huh? WTF." I pat down her stomach and find that she got her backbrace removed (she broke her back a few months ago in a 4-wheeler accident).
I remark sarcastically, "Well, looks like you're not the Bionic Woman anymore!" She will probably say something like "You knew I didn't have a backbrace! You just wanted to feel me up!"
At which point I say "Darling, I don't see you that way" and smack her ass. (mixed messages)
Or she might just laugh. Either way. No matter what she says, I smack her ass after I feel her stomach. And there is nothing she can do about it! Muuwahahaha. *Ahem*
This might branch off into an intense butt-slapping contest!
We make our way to the ticket-master, and I ask her how her summer has been going. I follow up with "What has been your favorite thing about this summer so far?" After she answers, I draw out her responses onto something positive. "Oh, Gulf Shores huh? I bet that parasailing was RAD!" And I let her take it from there.
She'll inevitably ask me the same question I asked her, "So, Duke, what is YOUR favorite thing about this summer?" Well, I just so happen to remember that the LESS I reveal about myself, the BETTER. So I reply with, "It's a tough call, but I have to say it's been my pimping business. Oh god, it really took off!"
Her: *laughing* "No, seriously."
Me: Yeah, seriously. Just because I'm white doesn't mean I'm not a pimp. Stop being racist. By the way, where's my money?
Her: What money?
Me: *shakes head*
We walk into the theater and await previews. I ask her if she wants anything to eat or drink. She will probably say "No." So I reply "Good. I wasn't gonna get you anything anyway!" and walk away before she can say anything.
If she says "Yah I want this and this," then I say "Well then you better go get it before the movie starts!!" Heheh. Cuz she probably thinks I will go buy it for her. Get it?
I come back with a Vanilla Coke or whatever and the previews start. We are sitting in the back row of course (MakeOut Valley as I like to call it) and I prop my feet up in the chairs in front of me. I tell her, "Make sure you let me know if my feet are blocking your view" and stick my foot right in her face.
She'll brush it away from her, no doubt, and I'll continue to sit back smugly in my seat. The stench of popcorn fills the air and M&M and Coke commercials commence to playing.
When the Coke commercial plays, I say "Coke is bad for you. It has way too much sugar" and take a big swig of my Vanilla Coke. I will then offer her some. If she accepts, I'm in like Flynn. If she declines, then she might really be against colas. But she's here with me and that's all I REALLY need to know she's interested. Aside from her flirting with me all the time.
I tell her to "Sit up" for a second. I put my arm around the back of her chair. I say "Ok, you can sit back down, now." I think it's better to do this than just put your arm around her spur of the moment or be cheesy and "yawn" to do it. It's like saying, "Yeah I'm putting my arm around you in plain view because I want to."
Very confident.
Previews continue and I give her a good once-over with my eyes. If anything catches my eye, I'll be sure to ask her about it. She is definitely going to wear jeans, so I'm gonna push/pull her. "I like these jeans, but I think you should have worn shorts instead. They would make your ass look better."
Movie starts. I ask her what perfume she's wearing. Doesn't matter what she says. I sniff her. And I move in closer each time, just letting my breath fall on her neck. Now there's a chance she might say "What are you doing?!" and I'll simply reply "Well genius, it looks like I'm smelling you!"
"Ah, you smell like tropical fruitberries and wild citrus. Ahhh"
Time wears on. Getting her horny, yadda yadda. I whisper in her ear "Let me see your hand." And I take her hand in my free hand. We hold hands and I message it. I tell her that her hands are soft. Whole point of this is to get her feeling girly and feminine and horny.
I initiate a thumbwar with her. "1, 2, 3, 4, I declare a thumb war!"
After I beat her, I simply make eye contact with her and smirk and lift my eyebrows in a "Who da man?" expression of dominance.
Now hopefully my charms will start to wear on her around 1/3 of the way through the movie. If she leans into me, all the better. If I get nothing past what I've done 30 or 40 mins into the movie, I tell her, "Close your eyes. I have something for you." And then I kiss her breifly and act like nothing happened. At this point she either bugs out (but we are thinking POSITIVE SEE!!) or jumps me like a wild animal! Or she will sit there with a grin on her face. Probably the latter.
So I tell her, "Close your eyes again. I have something else for you." If she closes her eyes THIS TIME, then I am fukking IN, NO TURNING BACK. Full-scale make-out session right there. I will alternate gentle and passionate kissing, but I will avoid the cardinal sins of slobbering and shoving my tongue down her throat.
If I succeed at that, then I will rub her leg, and only god knows what will happen after THAT!!!!!
WOOOOOOO!
I feel like I have done all this shyt already! I felt everything like it was really happening, AND I HAVE NO DOUBT IN MY MIND THAT I CAN PULL THIS OFF! I will throw you fellas a field report tomorrow after the date to let you know how things went. This is my first field-test of Mental Dating, so I'll let you know how it goes.
But goddamn, I believe it will work. Ever had to deliver an oral presentation? Well you won't succeed at giving one unless you prepare frontwards and backwards. And I am fully prepared for tomorrow. I'm gonna ace this shyt! Wish me luck!!
-Duke