On Wednesday this week, I went to a dance class. Before going there, I decided to put on Ammunition and Instant Honesty, and see what hits it can give me. (I once had amazing hits from Ammo and IO, but I’m out of IO now.) So I put on 2 sprays of Ammo and 2 sprays of IH, both to the neck. Then I got dressed, and headed over to the ballroom where the class was held.
First, there were lessons. During the lessons, students rotate partners, so they get to dance with many different people. The hits I got were largely subtle, such as women smiling a lot. The smiling seemed more pronounced among Hispanic women (they respond better to androstenone, I heard), but other than that, not much else. I made small talk with a lot of the regulars I see each time I go there, relearned some moves I forgot, and got to talk to a few cute girls in the class. However, a few younger Caucasian women showed signs of shyness when it was their turn to dance with me.
After the lessons, there was open dancing, which is free time for everybody to dance with everybody. The hits weren’t much different that those during the lessons. One thing I noticed is when I asked people to dance, older women responded with greater enthusiasm than younger women (Ammo effects playing out). I ignored the weaker hits, and made sure I dance, have a good time, and not worry too much about whether the pheromones are working.
An hour or so into open dancing, it seems like I stumbled upon some massive hits. I asked someone to dance; she was Caucasian, in her mid to late 30’s, and looked about that age. When we were dancing, we talked quite a bit, which made it a little difficult to follow through some moves. At one point, she ended up telling me what brand of razor she uses (IH really working here, I suppose). I was surprised that shared that just ten minutes after she met me, but that’s pheromones for you. Then a merengue song came on. Instead of keeping some social distance that’s part of dance class etiquette, she danced really close, with her chest constantly bumping into mine (Ammo hit here). After that song, she moved on to dance with a few other people. This is the norm in the class, so I knew I did nothing wrong. About fifteen minutes later, when we sat down to rest and talk, she periodically touched my hands, arms, and chest when she talked to me.
I thought about asking for her phone number, but then my rational side kicked in. Despite the awesome hits I was getting, realistically, it’d be kind of difficult to date someone who’s pushing 40. Although if she’s looking for a younger man to have fun with, I probably should have went for it, but oh well. Anyway, she did say she’ll come to class next week, so I might stop by and see what happens. And I’ll definitely wear the same pheromone combination again.
