Happy Hour, Lack of Balls, Proposition, and Kissing
Last night I went to a happy hour and several bars. I wanted to do a crash & burn session but I was paralyzed by fear so I didn’t act. Overall, I am very pleased with the effectiveness of a heavy dose of -None with A314. For the foreseeable future I’m only going to use -None (NPA, IJ, TUTH) and A314. I put my Instant Honesty and Instant Openess in a box perhaps never to be used again. Women are definitely more talkative with me when I have -None and A314 than without pheromones or other pheromone combinations. My sweet spot is definitely a high dose of -None with A314.
I wore the following pheromnes
1 spray of 1:4 NPA/Cologne Mix (Before I left my apartment)
1 Drop of A314 (Before I left my apartment)
8 Sprays of 80% Strength TUTH (Various times throughout the night)
My 80% strength TUTH is a mix that is 80% TUTH and 20% Cologne. It is the same cologne that mixed with the NPA.
The night started off at a happy hour where I met my friend, his wife, and a group of people in her social circle. I was very pleased with the way the happy hour went. The happy hour was a resounding success for the pheromones.
There was one girl there that my friend’s wife tried to set me up with in the past. She just was not attracted to me and I have never been able to have a conversation with her in the past that lasted more than 2 or 3 minutes. We have tried on a few occasions to chit chat but we could never get the conversation off the ground. Tonight was different. I was just standing there in our circle of people and she made eye contact with me a few times. Then she walks up to me and starts a conversation by asking how I’m doing. The conversation immediately picks up steam and she does most of the talking and I play a supporting role of making statements and asking questions. This is the longest conversation I have ever had with her. As a matter of fact, this is the longest conversation I have ever had with anyone in this social group. She talked exclusively with me until it was time for her to leave because of another social engagement. She tells me that she wants to meet up with us later in the evening (which never happens because the whole group went home an hour later.)
Also, as I was chatting with the previously mentioned girl in the group, another married girl was standing next to me. For a few seconds at a time, her arm was making contact with my arm. I don’t know if she was doing this on purpose or if she was touching me without even realizing it. I think it might have been a subconscoius thing.
There was one other girl in the group that looked at me a few times. Eventually she initiated a conversation with me and the conversation took off. As a matter of fact for long stretches of time she talked 100% of the time. The topics of the coversation were of interest to me and I had opinions on what she was saying. But I could not get a word in edgewise so I just stood there and attentively listened to her monologue. I thought it was a very positive sign because this indicated that she perceived me as higher status in the group. I know from experience that people who view me as low status in a group won’t bother giving me a monologue. So this is proof that the pheromones raised my status.
After that, I hit a bunch of bars. The first few were a waste because they had mostly guys and the night didn’t pick up yet. It seems like in that area of New York, everything is buzzing between 11:30 PM and 1:30 AM on a Thursday night but not that good outside those hours. Out at the bars I got several potential IOIs but I’m still having a hard time distuingishing between a real IOI and accidental behaviour and I didn’t have the balls to find out. My original intention was to do a crash and burn session but I just didn’t have the balls to go through with it. I ended up doing two cold approaches in the evening but I didn’t approach any of the girls who gave me IOIs.
The most unusual hit of the night was at this one bar where I was standing against the bar with my back to the bar. There were four women in a circle talking to each other. The whole circle slowly moved in my direction and they hovered around me for a good fifteen minutes. Over the fifteen minutes 3 of the girls one after another stood directly in front of me (about six inches away) and played with their hair excessively. Two of them made physical contact with me as I was standing there. One of them had her arm touch my arm for several seconds at a time. But they were all talking to each other and I wasn’t sure if this behaviour was conscious or unconscious. I wasn’t sure if it was intentional or unintentional. Hell, I don’t even know if they consciously realized I was standing there or not because they were so involved in communicating with each other.
My first cold approach was late in the evening at a different bar well after midnight. I saw this girl dancing there sort of with a group but she was a few feet away from them. The conversation went something like this:
Me: Hi, you look like you are a lot of fun.
Her: I am! Will you be my friend?
Me: Sure, I’m [My Name]
Her: I’m [Her Name]
Me: Tell me something about yourself
Her: What do you want to know?
Me: How about something you find interesting.
Her: I’m Russian.
Me: Where you born in Russia?
Her: No.
Me: Do you speak Russian.
Her: Yes. (Then she starts talking to me in Russian)
(Pause)
Her: So, who are you here with?
Me: I’m here by myself
Her: What brings you to this area.
Me. I met some friends for happy hour at [bar name] in the area. It was near fifth avenue, a few blocks from here. Since I was in the area, I decided to come here and hang out for a while.
Then she abruptly leaves me without even saying goodbye and returns to her friends. Does anyone see anything wrong with this conversation? I have noticed over the past few years that whenever I say too many sentences in a row, it tends to drive away women. Anyone have any idea why this happens? I’ve bounced this off my friends who know me quite well. They have no idea why this happens to me. They think my communication skills are fine the way they are.
At the end of the evening, I go to one last bar. I see two girls standing there not talking so I walk up to them and start talking. I really don’t remember what I said at to these women to start the conversation because I was pretty drunk by the end of the night. One of the girls starts talking to me and the friend drops off to the side. The conversation was pretty effortless. She carried the conversation and I just asked supporting questions and made supporting statements.
After about a half an hour I realized that I was stuck in the small talk phase and I decided that I wanted to escalate. I decided that I was going to ask her, “What are you doing later?” and then follow up with, “Do you want to go home with me?”
So, I wait for a pause in the conversation when she stops talking. Then I ask her, “So, what are you doing later?” This creates a whole new conversation thread for some reason. I don’t even remember what she said but she babbled on for a little while and then she asked me what I’m doing later. I respond, “I going home to my apartment later.” The the conversation resumes the same pattern as it had been. She talks about herself, I ask supporting questions, and she talks more about herself. Finally I think to myself, no more playing it safe, I’m going to proposition her. I just have to do it.
So at the next pause in the conversation I blurt out, “Do you want to go home with me?” She says she can’t and starts to apologizing for some strange reason. I tell her there is no need to apologize. It’s perfectly fine if she doesn’t want to go home with me. Then she tells me that although she won’t go home with me, she would like to make out with me. But at that moment I think I must have misheard her. I have never ever had a girl declare that she wanted to make out with me. It unusually just happens. I just ignored that statement assuming that my brain was playing tricks on me.
She goes on to tell me that she had sex with one of her close male friends recently and he was not good in bed so she didn’t want to have sex with him again. But now he doesn’t want to be her friend any more. She is very sad about this. She feels like she lost a very close friend.
She also tells me about a guy she met at a bar and hooked up with. He seemed very romantic and genuine but it turned out that he had a girlfriend. So she was kind of pissed off about that.
She goes on to tell me that she is not about meaningless sex. She wants sex to be meaningful. I tell her, “Well, I’m the exact opposite. I’m all about meaningless sex.” She responds, “That’s because you are a guy.”
Then she asks me which of the girls in the bar I’m going to go home with tonight. I look around and I say, “I don’t know.” She goes through all the girls one by one at the bar in front of us and tells me which ones are ‘sluts’ and which onces are ‘nice girls’ (that was the terminology she used).
She pointed out 2 girls that I would have the best chance of going home with. Now, this was was golden information. It’s not too often that I have a female giving me inside information like this. I wanted to approach one of these girls so badly but I was too embarrassed about crashing and burning in front of this girl. So I just told her, “I’m just going to go home and go to bed.”
Then she asks me, “How often do you go home with girls you meet at bars.” I didn’t want to tell her how rare it really was so I tried to avoid the question. She pressed and repeatedly asked me so I lied to her and told her, “about once a month.” Fuck, I wish it was once a month. 
She says, “I’m sorry I’m not going to go home with you. But I’ll make out with you.” Again, I thought I misheard her so I think I looked at her with what was probably a confused look.
So she says, we have to get going now but she just stands there. I didn’t want to get her number so I was waiting for her to leave. But her friend pipes in and says, “Aren’t you guys going to exchange numbers?” I look at her friend with what was probably a confused look. The friend pulls a book with blank pages out of her bag and pulls out a piece of paper and hands it to me. So, I’m standing there with the piece of paper in my hand but I don’t have a pen. So I tell her friend I don’t have a pen and the friend goes through her purse and digs out a pen.
So I write my name and cell number on the paper and give it to her. She tears the paper in half and writes her name, number, and email address on it.
Then she stands in front of me and says, “Do you want to make out?” I say, “OK.” Then she proceeds to kiss me and make out with me for a few minutes. Then she looks at me, smiles, and says bye. She then leaves the bar. Then I immediately notice that her friend is still standing next to me sort of daydreaming. I think she was trying to look the other way so she wouldn’t see us kissing.
So, I say to her, “Your friend just left.” She says, “Oh.” She chatted with me briefly and was very nice and friendly. Then she left the bar too. I stood there alone for about 5 minutes and decided to go home myself. I walked to the subway station and the train came within 5 minutes so I got home pretty quickly. After I got off the train and went above ground, I got a text message from the girl. We texted back and forth a little bit.
Her: Bye [My name]
Me: Bye [Her name] Did I hear your name right at the bar?
Her: Yup
Me: Cool
(I went to bed at this point. And she texted again about 10 minutes later.)
Her: When are you going home?
Me: I am home in bed. I left 5 minutes after you.
Her: How did you get home so fast? I’m still in the city.
Me: I walked to 53rd street and took the E-Train. It came within 5 minutes.
Her: Oh ok goodnight. 
Me: Goodnight.
The fact that she asked me when I was going home makes me wonder if she was reconsidering my proposition. I wonder if I could have went home with her if I stayed in Manhattan longer. I guess I’ll never know.