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: The Fable of the Colombian Frog and the French Princess
How to Master Your Home Town as One Big Dating Venue
Last time, you’ll recall that I showed you how to use “mind triggers” to plan and execute “first meetings” with women that leave them in breathless amazement.
And that’s pretty cool in and of itself.
But wait … there’s more. Much more.
Now that you’ve hopefully begun to build the habit of continually scoping out your metro area with women in mind, by no means should you limit your “reconnaissance missions” to discovering places for “first meetings.”
Start thinking “out of the box” and consider how your newfound skill could serve you in other ways.
If you can do this, you can quite literally begin to make your entire metro area one big playground for you and for the women who are fortunate enough to share your company.
For example, train your mind to identify quintessentially perfect places around town for first kisses to happen. Then, when you’re with a woman, make sure your plan accounts for being at such a location precisely when you anticipate the right time might be.
For example, if you know the sun is setting at 7:45 PM, make sure you are there right then.
Or, if you know of a great place to hear some live music, and you know a great place to make the first kiss happen is only a short walk away, make it happen.
Discover several such places and commit them to memory, and before you know it, you’ll never be at a loss for when to kiss a woman for the first time.
How’s that for a way to vacuum up a particularly messy “sticking point” before you ever slip on it again ?
Here in San Antonio, there’s a certain small archway that leads from the Riverwalk to another historic section called La Villita. The lighting is perfect, and there’s almost never anyone else around.
Elsewhere in town, there’s that old-school bar at the Havana Riverwalk Inn that can only be accessed by a particularly slow-moving elevator lined with Persian rugs. Nice.
Next, take this manner of thinking about your city and apply it elsewhere.
Can you creatively adapt the “mind trigger” concept in other ways ?
What if you knew at least ten cool places to grab a bite that are open after midnight ?
What if you knew five or six killer places that are open on Mondays ?
And how about if you knew exactly where to park downtown … at different hours of the day ?
And what if you knew exactly where they don’t accept credit cards ?
What if you had discovered at least ten places in your metro area that are virtually unknown, but practically guaranteed to provide fun adventure for very little if any cost ?
And…what if you had already scoped out several perfect places to share a quiet moment together … but where she would still feel safe and secure with you ?
The list can go on and on …
Like, what if you got to know the owners or managers of the top four or five places in town where dates have been all but guaranteed to go well in the past ?
If you did so, what kind of deals could you swing, or surprises could you arrange ? Could you even set it up so that when you’re with a woman, you could simply walk out without being confronted by a bill ?
Really, when you get right down to it, this entire discussion is about being a few chess moves ahead at all times.
And what if you knew of exactly three phenomenal places for a “day trip” that were a 1.5 or two-hour drive from town ? How would that power up your ability to make second and third “meetings” a slam-dunk ?
What if you knew which bands and shows were coming … and when ? And what if you knew when the home team was in town ?
Truly, the more you explore, the more you know. Sooner than you think, it really can start feeling as if your entire city is your “dating playground,” responding to you as if at your command.
Powerful stuff. And as always, it seems, this again relates to deserving what you want. The quality of the output is a direct measure of what you put into it.
Yet, as logical as it all sounds, almost zero guys have the presence of mind to operate as masters of their domain like this.
Even fewer would ever think to have a pocket GPS (which some newer phones can double as) and mark every cool place in town on it, just so that 1) no key location is ever forgotten or confused, and 2) planning and execution literally become scientifically infallible. Nice.
In fact, if you’ve got the personality to pull it off, and you’re with the right woman, you could even rename the places you’ve planned out for a particular evening as “Mystery Destination #1” etc., and hand her the GPS.
How’s that for a way to intrigue her while sending a clear message you’re a man with a plan ?
Close your eyes and start imagining the effect on women that such total mastery over your metro area would have. Feel the confidence it would give you, and recognise the comfort level your sheer competence would give her.
The sky is truly the limit when it comes to all of this.
But simply taking the first step and leaning to stake out your town so that the “mind triggers” start working to your advantage can and will change your life immediately. Everything else we’ve discussed today is just icing on the cake.
LR
: The Fable of the Colombian Frog and the French PrincessAfter accepting the mission, L-I-Te starts to analyse the situation and break it down. However, this voice in my head, like a little Jiminy Cricket, starts blaring out, “Fuck ! You forgot the condoms ... again ! You never learn, do you ?” Thus starts the race against time. My heart starts panting frantically as I jump from left to right trying to find the necessary tools ... the mission must be fulfilled, the client has to be happy, and the game is definitely on ... “You didn’t come all this way to be defeated by a simple prophylactic !”
(Flashback to ... )
Friday: 9:55 PM
After a series of nights out, Wednesday and Thursday, yours truly is not feeling like the brightest bulb in the tanning bed. My brother is hassling me to get out the door, and frankly ... I can't even be bothered to change.
I slap on a belt, take some vitamin C for the cold, put on some gel and leave the house, as my croaking, frog-like voice starts blaring out "Come on lets go !" Little did I know this would be one of the last times I would be able to yell during the night.
After meeting some of my friends at the metro, and freaking out a poor girl bystander with a another croak from hell by screaming, “Hey ... ... you wanna come to our party !?” I realised my voice was at its peak limit.
We enter this house party. A poor number of targets, but a good number of friends are there (including a previous hook-up, HBCuban, a 7) and I decide to make it a night to forget. Slap lots of booze on, and just hope to get through the night to recover myself for the next day.
After the party starts, I see this cute little thing walk into the kitchen (HBSoft, an 8.5) and basically push me to one side in a frantic search for a bottle opener.
As the night passed, and it was getting really dull, my buddies decided to up the music with a little 60s and 70s blues ... nothing goes down better than that to drive French girls crazy. My buddy takes on HBSoft, I take on a cougar and two of Soft's friend to dance. And, like magic, my friend puts on Merengue ... oh, now it's on.
I cut in between HBSoft and my buddy, start doing my thing with her, building some strong kino, to which she clearly backs off every time ... fine. I grab ahold of the cougar and another friend, and start dancing with them at the same time, blending them all in with HBSoft, turning them left right and centre, all three, as if possessed by an octopus. I isolate HBSoft just as the song ends. I drag her by her waist into a corner ...
Party keeps going. I decide to play off the trust issues and focus on all of her friends, body rocking away from her, which makes her crave attention, too. Give her a bit of attention, come back to the group, jump to another room, come back, rinse and repeat. Eventually dancing starts a bit again, but everybody is leaving now, so it's now or never. I drag HBSoft by the waist, start some light grinding with her, wait for the song to stop and drag her outside.
After smoking a cig, and feeling my throat about to explode like dynamite, we start to get to know each other a bit more, talking about life and our views ... I seize the moment to go for the kiss, which she clearly dodges ...
God always provides.
And God delivered again, right on time. After 5 minutes of searching, the least likely person to have one generously gives up his ration for the good of the team.
I enter the room, she shuts the door, throws me in the bed ... and sexy time is on.
