Using pheromones has become part of my daily routine - I just don’t think about it anymore - and tonight I realized that I also hadn’t been paying as close attention to the people around me as when I was actively “experimenting” with different mixes.
If I hadn’t been hit over the head with these next few “hits”, I wouldn’t be posting right now. So I’ll post this update tonight and will probably begin posting again weekly, once I receive more pheromones. I think I might start a blog on this site. Anyhow, I ordered Instant Female Magic and Ammo, and I’m expecting some freebies from Androtics . I’m ordering Chikara from Love-Scent in the morning and may also order some more NPA.
I had been wearing 2-3 drops of A314 and 2 drops of NPA to work up until the beginning of this week. Then I noticed that the younger women I sometimes work with have ALL been avoiding me or at least keeping their distance. NO women under 25 would come near me or initiate any kind of interaction. So I stopped using NPA for a couple of days and then began using 1 drop of NPA and 2 drops of A314 applied to the back of my head and sprayed with 1 big spray of Armani Black Code. Suddenly I had no more problems with younger women and I’ve been taken off guard several times this week by women apparently reacting to the combination of less NPA and a new application point.
I have a new military haircut and decided to apply all of my pheromones to the back of my head. I apply them, spray on the cologne, and rub it all into the fuzz on the back of my head.
I had four dramatic hits this week.
#1: A drop dead gorgeous redhead - a miniature Nicole Kidman clone - has been eyeballing and non-verbally flirting with me for the past 2 weeks, and I’ve been avoiding talking to her. She is way out of my league and I’m sure that I can’t live up to her pheromone-inspired expectations. There are several other reasons why I’m not only not pursuing this, but also running the other way - but to make a long story short, I can’t run any more. Last night I was leaning over a secretary, signing a chart, when she walked up behind me, put her hand on my shoulder, leaned against me, put her fricking goddess lips against my ear and whispered “I just have to tell you, you smell so F—ING good.” I stood up, in shock,

and turned around to see her grinning from ear-to-ear, and then she backed off, turned, and walked away - still grinning – luckily for me, she did all of this before I could ruin everything by strategically placing my foot in my mouth.
She’s either a psychologist or social worker who works with psych patients. She’s also engaged and has a ring the size of Texas.

Waaaaaaayy out of my league. She had been standing 5 feet away, talking to a doctor and smiling at me when I walked by. To recap: 2 drops of A314 and 1 drop of NPA, 1 shot of Armani black code, all rubbed into the back of my miltary-haircutted dumbass head. Not to mention Axe body spray everywhere else.
#2: Cute blonde student. 32, looks 18. Says she can’t show me all her tattoos when we’re at work.

Yesterday while showing her something on a vertical computer workstation, I felt her breathing down the back of my neck. Her nose and lips brushed against the back/base of my skull when I jumped/arched my back in reaction to her breath on my neck. She just smiled but was otherwise very professional - acted like nothing had happened.
#3: Red-hot Irish brunette nurse in the ER. She looks like a cross between Dolores O’Riordan and Shannon Doherty and hardly ever smiles. But when she does, I swear that time STOPS.

I think she’s about my age. I haven’t said ten words to this woman, but we eyeball each other constantly from across the room, when talking to other people. She’s always busy, I’m always running around, I have no reason to talk to her. But Damn she’s one of the main reasons I can’t wait until I’m divorced…
Today I ran into her in the ER, and said Hello. Me, being Mr. All-Business-like-a-jackass, I didn’t realize how idiotic I was until “everything was said and done”. When I said hello, she stopped everything she was doing and smiled her perfect smile, and said “Hey!”, with very wide eyes. Without thinking or blinking, I immediately asked her about the identity of a patient, and she looked very disappointed, downcast for a second, before answering my question and walking away. What was she EXPECTING me to say or do? (Duh, anything but what I did ask her.) I can’t afford to do that again. I can’t keep my eyes off of her, and want to explore whatever possibilities there are with her sometime in the future.

#4: 1 female cutie was very flirtatious, said she was “very impressed by you” and interested in my photography, portraits, and artwork. I noticed her staring at me three seperate times, and - without thinking - asked her (each time) why she was “looking at me like that.” She never answered, seemed kind of distracted (she WAS very tired). I think she’s married but know for a fact that she has a 12 year old daughter. She expressed great interest in the fact that i also have a daughter. We sat around talking for awhile, and I was reading my email, when I noticed she had pushed her chair up behind me, and was leaning the back of her head against the top of the back of my chair - she was very casual, used me as a backrest. More group conversation, more staring, then she blurted out “you have gorgeous eyes and the looongest eyelashes”. I love her cute Minnie-Mouse like voice and slight lisp. It’s sexy as hell. So Idiot / still-married-moron mode kicked in AGAIN, and I said - literally – “Uuuhhhh, thanks.”

So… go get a military haircut and rub your pheromones into the back of your head. It works like magic at 3-5 feet. I imagine it works even better if you HAVE some charm - that and half a brain.
