Tonight, I was going to a gathering of two main groups of people. My family and another family that used to be connected through marriage, but now are connected through my cousins.
This gathering happens every year on Christmas Eve. There are more than 25 people each time it happens, and many of them are female, unrelated to me, so it’s a great place to test pheromones.
This year, I wore two sprays of Ammunition, one to each side of the neck. I applied it in the car, with my distractant sitting next to me. She says Ammunition smells like Davidoff’s Cool Water. She was more attentive and frisky immediately after I applied it, and twice I had to remind her not to speak so loudly while she was telling me what she wanted to do to me after I applied it.
When we arrived at the party, there were about 50% men and 50% women. I got a simultaneous DIHL upon entering the room from no less than four women. Usually I don’t get DIHLs at all. Never had four at once. I was most impressed.
During the course of the evening, I refrained from any alcoholic drinks so I could observe responses. And what responses! Nearly every time a woman passed me from the other family, with the exception of the septogenarian matriarch, I got hair flips. Whenever I was around, even if they didn’t look, I got hair flips. When I wasn’t within six feet… consistently, no hair flips. This was observed no less than eight times within four hours, from women ranging from 16 to 48.
There was one girl there who was spectacularly beautiful. I mean absolutely stunning. I was immediately thinking I wanted to have her model for me, because she has exactly the shoulders I need for an artistic shot I have been trying to find the model for for the last five years. I observed her during the evening especially closely trying to gage how best to approach in that situation. (She was one of the DIHLs.)
I decided to just play it cool and enjoyed myself, figuring that since I’m moving on the first of January anyway, it wouldn’t matter because I would not have time to set up a shoot regardless. I just relaxed and enjoyed myself, but I found that I had difficulty keeping my eyes off those shoulders… when you’ve been looking for something for five years and it shows up, you can’t help but notice it. So I was debating with myself… approach or not? In the meantime, I was waiting for everyone to get comfortable with the people present. I observed that she seemed interested at first, but then her interest dropped when I spent most of my time with my distractant.
Miss Shoulders seemed comfortable with everything going on after a couple hours, so I casually made my way over to stand near her and join the conversation. She was talking with her mother about something and I gently joined the conversation. Miss Shoulders began fidgeting, and eventually wandered around behind me after a few minutes to lean on the back of the couch that was to my left. She seemed to be observing me, and then in rapid succession did three things that were very surprising. First, she flipped her hair at me, followed by a neck exposure. Then she thrust her hips out and in a very obvious back arch… way out, unmistakably out, while looking at me. That was the most obvious and sexually suggestive IOI I have ever seen… what I later concluded was probably a reverse butt presentation. Observing this, I casually turned and said, “You must do Yoga.” She replied, “No, I’m a cheerleader.” Then she took the chance and started talking with me quite happily, with a very obvious sense of pleasure about her that I acted on her approach invitation. I’m not sure what did it, but I got the impression she became either embarrassed about something or too interested to feel comfortable, and then she excused herself.
During the evening, I observed that I was getting almost continuous surreptitious glances from the girlfriend of one of the guys there. She kept positioning herself behind him and putting her arms around him and staring at me until I gave a direct look, not realizing that I have excellent peripheral vision. I caught her doing this six or seven times, but only gave any indication I noticed twice. Her boyfriend never noticed her staring, which is certainly why she positioned herself the way she did.
Then I and the distractant went into another room and chatted with one of my female cousins and a friend of hers for a while. My distractant was on my right and my cousin was on my left. She’s about 16 if I recall correctly. Her body language and actions told me she was trying to get away, even though she didn’t consciously seem to realize she was having that response. She was leaning decidedly away from me, and getting up frequently. Eventually, she went and sat on the far side of the other girl. When the distractant got up and left, so did my cousin, but the girl I was chatting with about ecology and the state of the school system in Florida (she’s also 16, by the way) seemed riveted to the spot. I observed that she primarily was directing her speech to me, giving almost all of her eye contact to me, and her pupils were at least twice the size of either of the other women present… she did not get up until I did.
At the end of the night, after observing all these interesting things from the women around me, I decided that it could not hurt to ask Miss Shoulders to model for me, what the hell, so I did. She seemed stunned and thrilled that I asked, gave me her name, cell phone number and e-mail, and then disappeared. I got the impression she was either nervous or afraid along the lines of that I might notice something. So I left her to her mingling and left. I figure that her contradictory responses were either her ASD kicking in, or her attrraction being mixed with fear because of the 5 mcg of androstenone I was wearing.
As tired as I am, I know I forgot some IOIs and other hits, but I’m really impressed with Ammunition. It smells great, allows me to wear more androstenone than I would be able to otherwise, and most definitely gets the interest. Way to go, Androtics!