So, I’m confident in saying, I cannot go to a party while wearing A314, Ammo, and IO and NOT get hit on and have a girl ALL OVER ME to the point that I’m just not in the mood to deal with girls.
I go to this party, and I don’t know a whole lot of people. All the girls introduce themselves to me, which is expected even without pheros. My one good friend’s girlfriend is there, and she’s a BITCH, but keeps walking past me and rubbing her ass on me (curious).
Then, 2 girls I met a LONG time ago come in, both cute. The one says “I KNOW YOU,” and after a little bit, put her legs on me, then her head, and starts talking about sex to me. I go to the bathroom, and come back and here her telling her friend “John is SO sexy,” and her friend nods in agreement. My best friend of 12 years, who is visibly trying to get with her, has a jealous look in his face (I’ve showed him the world of pheromones, but he doesn’t have the dough to pay for it. I occasionally get him Instant Shine because he likes the smell, and says he gets compliments on it all the time. Still though, his game is no where up to par for pheromones, unfortunately).
Then one girl steps on my sneakers, my Kobe IVs. I act pissed, and then we argue (playfully) for a good 20 minutes. Then her roommate joins in, and both of these girls boobs are rubbing up against me AT THE SAME TIME.
I walk away and both these girls approach me again and start talking football, and we argue again (they talking about Polamalu, and I’m talking about how Michael Vick runs circles around him).
At around 4:30 in the morning, everyone’s going to sleep, and I’m about to leave. The latter two girls tell me they need a blanket, so I find one for them, and they tell me “awwww you’re the cutest guy ever,” smile, and pass out.
There really is no doubt in my mind that if I WANTED to get laid that night, I could have. I told my one friend that I thought the one girl was cute, and it looks like we are going to hang out together soon.
