# MX102 Is making me do wacky things **URL:** \ **Category:** Men's Pheromone Advice & Field Reports\ **Created:** [October 2, 2007, 12:07am UTC](https://pheromonetalk.com/t/mx102-is-making-me-do-wacky-things/5822 "2007-10-02T00:07:32Z")\ **Posts on this page:** 11\ **Page:** 1
**Author:** ![data4](https://sea2.discourse-cdn.com/flex016/user_avatar/pheromonetalk.com/data4/32/272_2.png) [@data4](https://pheromonetalk.com/u/data4)\ **Post date:** [October 2, 2007, 12:07am UTC](https://pheromonetalk.com/t/mx102-is-making-me-do-wacky-things/5822/1 "2007-10-02T00:07:32Z")
So this morning, I get up for work and decide to test out my MX102 and [Instant Openness](https://a314.com/product/instant-openness/) that arrived Friday afternoon. Subtle but definite hits all day. Mainly from guys showing respect, but that’s cool. My female co-worker that I’ve got my eye on called in today, so I was a little let down that I couldn’t see how it affected her, but I had guys I never talk to but work around stop, nod, and ask how it’s going. Some even watched as I worked on some pretty tricky stuff with impressed attitudes. But the strange thing happened about midday. Out of the blue, I just felt 10 feet tall and bullet proof. I could do ANYTHING. One of the guys made a joke about going to a strip club for lunch, and I hatched a plan. I’m not a strip club going type, nor would I ever see myself as someone to go ALONE, but you know what? Fuck it! I’m about to leave now. I refreshed the MX102 with a couple of sprays to the gills, touched up the Instant Openness on my wrist pulse points (1 spray rubbed). This is for conversation when I inevitably get approached to buy a dance. Next was a firm, healthy spray of ammo to both my chest and the back of the neck, and finally (since ODing in a strip club seems just like the wacky thing to do, I applied a healthy dab of NPA to each elbow, on the inside. I’ll report as soon as I get home. 😃 -D4 ---
**Author:** ![SteveO](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/87869e/32.png) [@SteveO](https://pheromonetalk.com/u/SteveO)\ **Post date:** [October 2, 2007, 12:10am UTC](https://pheromonetalk.com/t/mx102-is-making-me-do-wacky-things/5822/2 "2007-10-02T00:10:07Z")
> [@data4](#): > > …I’ll report as soon as I get home. 😃 -D4 That is if you make it out alive!!!😮 ---
**Author:** ![data4](https://sea2.discourse-cdn.com/flex016/user_avatar/pheromonetalk.com/data4/32/272_2.png) [@data4](https://pheromonetalk.com/u/data4)\ **Post date:** [October 2, 2007, 4:18am UTC](https://pheromonetalk.com/t/mx102-is-making-me-do-wacky-things/5822/3 "2007-10-02T04:18:50Z")
Bah. Several things. First and foremost, going alone to a strip club sucks. Secondly, going to a strip club on a Monday evening sucks. The girls that were there were nice, and all, but there just wasn’t that many, and the place was about 20% full of old guys going alone, too. At first, I went in with a “Look at these losers” attitude. My game was going to be the anti-customer. I was going to act aloof. The problem is these girls aren’t professionals. At least, they don’t have that bubbly stripper 'tude that you can play off of. Quite frankly, they seemed like zombies. Probably strung out. So, after about an hour or so, I just switched into customer mode. Went to the front, tipped, got dollars taken from my lips with boob squeezes, or fellated off of my lap. Kinda fun, but nothing they weren’t doing to the old guys. Right as I was about to leave, a Hawaiian girl in a flight attendant outfit asked me if I wanted a dance. I told her I was a lapdance virgin (LIE!), and she promised to “do me right”. The problem is that in Washington state, doing a person right means “Sit on your hands and don’t touch me.” No, she didn’t say that, but them’s the rules. She did get close and all, doing the whole lapdance routine, but her perfume was so strong, it surely created a mone barrier. I still smell like her. Heh. Oh well. Sorry that this wasn’t the report I was hoping it would be. Still can’t beat that unstoppable feeling I got from the MX102, though. -D4 ---
**Author:** ![data4](https://sea2.discourse-cdn.com/flex016/user_avatar/pheromonetalk.com/data4/32/272_2.png) [@data4](https://pheromonetalk.com/u/data4)\ **Post date:** [October 3, 2007, 4:37am UTC](https://pheromonetalk.com/t/mx102-is-making-me-do-wacky-things/5822/5 "2007-10-03T04:37:45Z")
Strip Club Test Round 2. Result: Successful. Maybe. Strip club experts may have to help me separate the “hustle” from the “genuine”. Here it goes. MX102. Awesome stuff. It’s got a neat little delayed effect on me that’s happened twice in a row now. I applied it early this morning at around 4 AM before leaving for work. By 11:00 AM at lunch, I had that feeling like I was unstoppable again. King of the fucking mountain. Unfortunately, I didn’t get to work around my friend to see her reactions much, but what little contact was interesting. She started off with still being sick from yesterday when she called in. After talking to her for about 5 minutes, she seemed to brighten up. Even smiled a lot, which is something she doesn’t normally do while working. Some people have a poker face. She has a work face. All a part of that mysteriousness about her I’ve mentioned before. My application was as follows: 1 spray of Ammo to the chest 3 sprays of MX102 (one on either side of the neck, and one shared between the wrists) 2 sprays of [Instant Openness](https://a314.com/product/instant-openness/) (one on the back of each hand) There was also general respect and acknowledgment from the guys. But now, the good stuff. No, I didn’t score. No, I didn’t get phone numbers. I did have one hell of a time, though. I went to a different club this time. This one was a more conventional strip club with multiple stages, while the one I went to first was more of a cabaret with one stage and cushy chairs all facing it. I guess you could say from purely an aesthetic perspective, the first one was classier. The second one was unapologetically a strip joint, and it was reflected in the attitudes of the girls. They were much more friendly and outgoing. Didn’t have that zombieness about them at all. I knew from the get-go that it was going to be a much better place to test out the mones. Now, before last night, I hadn’t been to a strip club in over ten years. I’m not really the type to go to places like that, but since my divorce is looking more and more like it’s going to happen, I’ve been studying up on the Game, the Mystery Method, and any other thing I can think of to get back into the single mindset that will allow me to go out and have fun. So, between that and pheromones, I figure why the hell not a strip club? Scoring an honest to god number or date close from a Stripper is like the golden fleece in pickup arts, so why not dream big? I’m not looking for a stripper girlfriend, or anything. Just a little boost to the old ego, and I’m not afraid to say I wouldn’t mind making another person feel good, too-- regardless of their profession. Anyway, that tangent aside, here’s how I basted myself. Without taking a bath after work (I did paperwork all day, so I wasn’t the least bit dirty), I applied the following on top of the morning blend: 4 healthy dabs of NPA (two to the gills, one on each wrist) 2 sprays of MX102 on top of the NPA on my neck, plus I sprayed both index fingers and rubbed them behind my ears. 1 spray to my midsection of Instant Openness. This was on my shirt and from a distance to just get a light misting in as large a spot as possible. Now, with my fingertips coated in NPA and MX102, I just rubbed them all over my chest and shoulders. Having gotten a refresher on what lapdances were like the night before, my NPA placement was targetted. I should also note that this was done in my car on the way to the club, so the application was as fresh as possible without actually putting the stuff on at the club itself. Unfortunately, I’ve got to get to bed, so I’m going to pull a SteveO and say “To Be Continued”. I want to give damned near play-by-play details of the club, for the sake of determining if my treatment was above and beyond the regular call of the hustle. Stay tuned! -D4 ---
**Author:** ![data4](https://sea2.discourse-cdn.com/flex016/user_avatar/pheromonetalk.com/data4/32/272_2.png) [@data4](https://pheromonetalk.com/u/data4)\ **Post date:** [October 5, 2007, 12:05am UTC](https://pheromonetalk.com/t/mx102-is-making-me-do-wacky-things/5822/7 "2007-10-05T00:05:04Z")
The door hostess asks me if I’d like something to drink as she’s walking with me to the seating area. I ask for a Coke, and just sit near the back. Being the only one in the seating area at the time, I wanted to hang back and get a chance to scope things out. Of course, since there were more strippers than customers in there at the time, virtually no time passed before one came up to me. She was a cute african american girl, light skinned, and looking like a mix between Paula Abdul and Ciara. She was kind of stiff, though. Her hustle was a bit stinted. Without really engaging in small talk, she just launched into her pitch. This didn’t do anything for me, since I figured the absolute lack of people in there would provide some opportunities to really let the girls into my [pheromone](https://pheromonelabs.com/) cloud for a decent amount of time. I smiled, patted her hand, thanked her for the offer, but politely declined saying that I was just going to hang out for a bit first. She got up and said “I’ll check back on you in a little while”. Meanwhile, the dancer on the main stage was working through her second song, and was about to wrap it up. She was a little older, probably around thirty to thirty two. She was also kind of… rubenesque. Not the first thing you think of when you see a stripper, but she had a great smile, cute face, and was very good on stage. We made eye contact right as she was finishing up, so she put her clothes back on and headed for my table. She greeted me, and I her in a really chipper, enthusiastic way-- already miles better than the first girl. Her stage name was Tanya. We talked about EVERYTHING. If you were to eavesdrop on our conversation, you’d think we were sitting at Starbuck’s having coffee. She never did get around to asking me if I’d like a dance, but she excused herself after about a half hour, saying she was going to be on again soon and needed to get another outfit. I tipped her a 10 and thanked her for the wonderful conversation. As she was leaving the table, she stopped, turned around, and said “You know… you’re different from most of the guys that come in here. You’re a gentleman. We need more customers like you.” That came as a pleasant surprise. The third girl was a straight up mercenary. About 5 minutes after Tanya left, Isis made her way to my table. She was pretty sultry, and coming on strong. The first thing she said was “I bet I know how to make you feel gooood”, and leaned over the table, pressing her ample chest against it. Unfortunately, she was a total turn off, but I thought I’d humor her. “I bet you say that to all the guys,” I told her, while coolly sipping my Coke. She dropped her head and said “Shit! I try to come up with something different each time, but you’re right. I’m Isis. What’s your name?” After giving her a name I made up on the spot, she immediately launched into her pitch. When I declined, she started telling me about how much experience as a dancer she has, and that I’d really like it. Thankfully, the DJ must have taken pity, because it wasn’t too long before he announced “Isis, standby please.” When she took the stage, she continued to pitch to me. She kept locking eye contact with me, and would spread her legs and spread… other things at me, licking her lips and winking. It was almost embarassing the lengths she was going, and I almost accepted her offer once she finished her routine, but I held off. More to come after I eat some dinner… -D4 ---
**Author:** ![data4](https://sea2.discourse-cdn.com/flex016/user_avatar/pheromonetalk.com/data4/32/272_2.png) [@data4](https://pheromonetalk.com/u/data4)\ **Post date:** [October 5, 2007, 2:22am UTC](https://pheromonetalk.com/t/mx102-is-making-me-do-wacky-things/5822/8 "2007-10-05T02:22:10Z")
After Isis, the next dancer was Roxy. She took to the stage, and I was actually stunned. She was an amazon of a woman, taller than me in those clear acrylic platform shoes (I’m 6’ even). She was platinum blonde and resembled a cross between Gwen Stefani and Christina Aguilera in the face. She was easily an 8.5 or 9. She did her set and predictably came over to my table. That’s when I instantly knew that I didn’t care about what the [pheromones](https://a314.com/) did to her. She was as dumb as a brick. Tanya, earlier, had proven to me that it’s not out of the question for a stripper to be articulate and intelligent. Roxy, on the other hand, was Tanya’s antithesis. In shape and gorgeous (Tanya wasn’t ugly at all… just not exactly a bombshell), and stereotypically… well… airheaded. I wasn’t even going to work the game on her. She pitched a dance, and I accepted without hesitation, just to satisfy the manwhore in me. It wasn’t anything special. Completely canned, and exactly one song long. I payed up, then mosied back to my table to watch the show. By then, a few people had shown up, so the girls were playing the room a little more. I kicked back, got another Coke, and just watched. About a half an hour later, this brunette took the stage, and where Roxy stunned me with her looks, Raven had me mesmerized by the total package. She was lovely, both in looks and in motion. She danced like she was trained classically (more on that later), and was perfect in execution. We got eye contact, and maintained it as long as it was practical given her set. Even when she’d turn and face the mirrors, we were still looking at eachother. I knew this was the one I had to try the mones on. When she ended her set, she sat on the side of the stage putting her bikini back on, and she kept looking over at me and smiling. At last, she got up and made her way over. “Hi, there,” she said, “I’m Raven. What’s your name?” “Prince Rupert the 31st” I said with an absolute straight face. " “That’s not your real name,” she said, punching my shoulder lightly as she sat down. “It is if your name is really Raven.” She said “fair enough”, and I immediately launched into a routine I came up with that involved asking her if the men behaved there on the weekends when it’s busy. Now, at this point, I could feel the mones starting to work on me. I became extremely laid back, and every word I said was delivered with precision. I can stammer a little when I’m nervous, but this time I was as smooth as silk. I started mirroring her, and noticed that she kept scooting closer while we were talking. Our conversation was like the one I had with Tanya, but amped up. I’d bounce off of stuff she’d say. For example, she said that some guys can’t seem to get it in their head that a dancer’s job is to create a temporary fantasy and not lasting relationships. I told her “I know! It’s like they want to come here and get a girlfriend for life. I think it stems from a lack of respect for women in general. Like right now, we’re here, having a nice chat, and I’m not pawing all over you. I respect that this is your job, and I figure it wouldn’t hurt if I helped to make YOU feel comfortable, too.” She scooted closer to me, and started rubbing the inside of my thigh with her shin. All the while, we were doing fluff talk. I asked her what her fantasy was, and she said that she couldn’t pursue it since she had her son. I asked about her son, how old, is he in school, etc. etc. Basically, totally avoiding the fact that she’s a stripper and that we were in a strip club. She made a comment about something I can’t remember, but I do remember my response. I grabbed my shirt on my chest, and in a comically exaggerated motion, started fanning myself with it. This served to launch a nice, -none laden cloud around us. I then cracked a joke, which fell flat, and recovered with “Crap… I’m starting to run out of material,” said jokingly. She placed a hand on my arm and gave me the best Come Hither look I’ve ever received, and saod “I guess this is the part where I jump you and have my way with you, hmm?” To be continued. 😃 -D4 ---
**Author:** ![data4](https://sea2.discourse-cdn.com/flex016/user_avatar/pheromonetalk.com/data4/32/272_2.png) [@data4](https://pheromonetalk.com/u/data4)\ **Post date:** [October 5, 2007, 11:08pm UTC](https://pheromonetalk.com/t/mx102-is-making-me-do-wacky-things/5822/9 "2007-10-05T23:08:54Z")
So Raven made the pitch, but for a split second, I thought she was going to follow it up with “Let’s ditch this place.” I didn’t have enough for a VIP dance, so I just said “I really wish I had time for a VIP, but I have to be up for work at 3 in the morning.” She gave me a pouty look and said “Aww… well, we’ll still have fun.” We walked over to the open booth, which was basically a corner bench seat. I sat down, and she sat perpendicular to me with her legs over my left leg. She said we’d wait for the next song to start before she started. In the meantime, she put my hand on her inner thigh, and continued to just chat with me like we had been. Next thing I know, she’s got her hand slipped between me and her legs, hidden from view, and proceeds to rub the package (albeit through my pants.) GAME ON! The song finished and she got up. I took off my glasses and she told me to just relax. Now, a regular lap dance is 1 song at this club. She started grinding into me, then pressed her face into my neck and took a nibble… RIGHT WHERE THE NPA WAS. She started purring. I kid you not. It sounded like a purr to me, at least. She said “WHAT are you wearing that makes me want to eat you up?” I’d covered with Drakkar Noir and told her that’s what I had on. “God I love how it smell on you.” She began grinding into me harder and harder, reaching down and giving me a gentle squeeze here and there… So about TWO AND A HALF SONGS LATER… she stops and sits back down, with her legs over my lap again. Here’s where it gets wild. She thanks me over and over again for a wonderful time. Now, it’s been my experience that once you pay the fee, they get up and either hook up with the next customer, or disappear. She hung out with me for a good 15 minutes after the dance. When I had to go, she gave me a hug and said “Hope you can sleep okay.” and gave me a peck on the cheek. Now then, like I said at the beginning of this report, I need to ask. Was she just VERY good at her job, or was that a hit and a half? Thoughts? She’s working tonight. I’m tempted to go back up to see if I left a lasting pheromone impression on her that will cause her to remember me. Oh, by the way, I’ve since received the components for Megatron’s Instant Sex mix… TEMPTED, I tell you! -D4 ---
**Author:** ![Mtnjim](https://sea2.discourse-cdn.com/flex016/user_avatar/pheromonetalk.com/mtnjim/32/2010_2.png) [@Mtnjim](https://pheromonetalk.com/u/Mtnjim)\ **Post date:** [October 5, 2007, 11:30pm UTC](https://pheromonetalk.com/t/mx102-is-making-me-do-wacky-things/5822/10 "2007-10-05T23:30:30Z")
> [@data4](#): > > She’s working tonight. I’m tempted to go back up to see if I left a lasting pheromone impression on her that will cause her to remember me. You might want to wait a day or two, so you don’t look “needy”. ---
**Author:** ![data4](https://sea2.discourse-cdn.com/flex016/user_avatar/pheromonetalk.com/data4/32/272_2.png) [@data4](https://pheromonetalk.com/u/data4)\ **Post date:** [October 5, 2007, 11:39pm UTC](https://pheromonetalk.com/t/mx102-is-making-me-do-wacky-things/5822/11 "2007-10-05T23:39:00Z")
> [@Mtnjim](#): > > You might want to wait a day or two, so you don’t look “needy”. I originally went Tuesday night. Just took the last few days to get the report up. 🙂 -D4 ---
**Author:** ![Special\_K](https://sea2.discourse-cdn.com/flex016/user_avatar/pheromonetalk.com/special_k/32/771_2.png) [@Special\_K](https://pheromonetalk.com/u/Special_K)\ **Post date:** [October 6, 2007, 12:34am UTC](https://pheromonetalk.com/t/mx102-is-making-me-do-wacky-things/5822/12 "2007-10-06T00:34:16Z")
> [@Mtnjim](#): > > You might want to wait a day or two, so you don’t look “needy”. Good idea. From the sounds of it d4 you could have this girl. Tell me, where would you put her on the decimal scale 1 - 10? ---
**Author:** ![data4](https://sea2.discourse-cdn.com/flex016/user_avatar/pheromonetalk.com/data4/32/272_2.png) [@data4](https://pheromonetalk.com/u/data4)\ **Post date:** [October 6, 2007, 12:56am UTC](https://pheromonetalk.com/t/mx102-is-making-me-do-wacky-things/5822/13 "2007-10-06T00:56:01Z")
> [@Special\_K](#): > > Good idea. > From the sounds of it d4 you could have this girl. Tell me, where would you put her on the decimal scale 1 - 10? Scales are subjective, unless you’re talking about someone widely accepted as being a 10, or whatever. In my case, I prefer brunettes, which affects my score. I also like good senses of humor (example, she did an ass slap to herself during the lap dance, and then sighed in relief, saying "Oh good, that worked. Sometimes I hit it wrong and it doesn’t make that sharp “SMACK!” sound just right. You wouldn’t BELIEVE how embarrassing that is.), and also I like a girl to be articulate beyond “OHMIGOD! THAT’S SO KEWL!”. So, too me, I’d give her a solid 8.5. Maybe even a 9. But, I should clarify, if I actually hooked up with her, that was not my goal. A cool extra and serious social proof, but not the intended purpose. I just wanted to see how a stripper reacts to pheromones on me. I’m still thinking about going tonight. It’ll be busier, being Friday and all, and I’m curious to see if I’m shown preference because of the pheromones. If I go, you guys will be the first to hear about it. 😉 -D4