The Female PUA Saga

Here is the saga at its present form, the original post is here. It includes the original comments and advice people sent me. From now on, this is where the story will unfold. Enjoy.

July 14th, 2006
This is a very crazy story. Majoritiy of events take place in a short space of time. It happened a couple of days ago. Well, just read it.

Start of Story.

I met BlueEyes (her pseudonym for anonimity) at a local trendy clothing store in my area. She had a real bad-girl trapped in a sweet girls body look and was easily a 9 in looks. I noticed she was looking at guys clothes, so I pretended to browse near her, and opened with “You know, I hate how all guy clothes these days seems to be well, girly”. She looked at me innocently and replied in a very sexy voice, “yea well, it suits most guys” and eyed me up and down. Did she just neg me? A bit taken away, I smiled and left. I was too shocked.

I walked across the room to the shoe area, and started browsing, trying to forget what happened. I found a pair of shoes I liked and looked around for an shop-assistant to help me, I immediately set my eyes on a cute little brunette folding some clothes behind me, I walked up to her and asked if she could assist me in some difficult decisions.

Note: Girls love giving advice, so if you see a hot service-assistant at a store, and even though you know what you want, always ask for her opinion.

She followed me, and we got into a conversation about the shoes. I playfully negged her with, “Wow your so bossy, how do your friends put up with you” and she playfully slapped my arm. IOI.
After talking about shoes, I decided to try stack another opener on her, this time the “Flossing or brushing serious question”. She laughed and giggled and everything was going fine… and then she arrived.

BlueEyes must have got pissed at waiting to be served while I was flirting with the counter chick. She came in all smiles. She opened with “Hi sorry, can I just but in and ask where you got your hair done, its amazing”. I was cut out. Immediately I started feeling awkward, I was standing around like an idiot while they talked about their hair. Feeling defeated, I started to look around seeing how I could get out of there. BlueEyes saw this.
As if to rub the salt in, she looked at the pair of shoes I was holding and still whilst smiling or breaking a sweat says “Wow those shoes are hot, and by the looks of it, you really need new ones, I bet Jess here picked them out for ya”. She negged me. Lowered my value. And complimented the service assistant, whose name she already had by now all in one go.

However she pulled it off so well, I wasn’t sure if she meant to say it like that, or she was actually ‘attacking’ me. Not wanting to back down, I immediately replied with a line I’ve been using for a while,
I laughed, quite convincingly and half laughing, half speaking replied “wow haha out of everyone here, I don’t expect you to give advice on style” I beamed a smile straight after.
As I delivered it, I realized it was a bit rough, but I hated this girl. She was actually trying to out game me. Feeling I had won even before I finished, I was in no way prepared to what she replied with, almost mechanically, as if she knew what I was going to say. “Well I guess it depends on your definition of style”. Smile. I had lost, I was speechless. I’ve only been playing the game for a few months, she obviously was much more advance.

However I still wasn’t sure if she was playing the game, or she was just naturally like that. There was an awkward pause after she said that, my mind was screaming, ABORT! ABORT! Then, I guess sensing her win, she saved me with “Well anyway, Jess can I buy these, I got to get out of here”, Jess looked at me and said “Hope I helped with the shoes” and they walked off together. Game. Set. Match.
I watched as they left, still wondering what happened, feeling defeated, and confused. Then the denial came, as I watched her walk away with my target my mind started going wild with rage, I hated BlueEyes, she inadvertently ruined my game, being the smart-ass little bitch she messed me up, no way she was that good, she was lucky. Then something happened that made my mind do a complete 180. As they walked away, BlueEyes lifted her hand to flick her hair out behind her ears, it was unmistakable, a true attack, she was playing, she was good, mid flick, her hand turned into the international symbol of Fuck You, she gave me the finger.

I had to get out of there, I couldn’t handle it. I walked out the store and onto the bench and just sat there. I stared at the ground, trying to work out what happened. Then I saw them, the strappy sandals, and the pink toenail makeup.

BlueEyes: “Mind if I sit down?”
Me: “uhh sure”
BlueEyes: “That was fun?”
Me: “what?”
BlueEyes: “haha so cute” *ruffle my hair*
Me: “hands of the merchandise” (vain attempt to bring back myself back)
BlueEyes: “haha here is my number, call me this weekend if you want to come see me”
Me: *shocked*
BlueEyes: ” ciao ciao” (school girl smile)

End of Story

It’s been 2 days, and I’ve been staring at the number wondering what to do. If anyone has had experience with this, please reply in the comments.

Update: July 15, 2006

I finally mustered up the courage and gave BlueEyes a call this morning. This girl is great at fluff talk, we shot the shit for a few minutes, until out of nowhere she changed her tone to a more ’serious’ nature and said

“Listen, I’m getting my nails done in an hour, after that im free. How about we meet up, and talk for real”

Now what talking for real means I dont know. But I told her that I’m got erins to run for the next few hours (I really dont) but I should be able to make it in a couple of hours. To which she repiled, “thats fine, but its just cutting down how long we have to chat”. Good Reply.

So anyway now there is 20mins until I told her to meet me at this coffee shop down the road from my place. Its my familular territory and I know the waiters, they often help me DHV as they often give me “free drinks”(which i secretly pay for after). So I will tell you how it all goes.

I do realise how incredibly useful this girl could be. As a pivot, and a great insight into the girls psyche. But yea. Lets hope I dont fuck it up.

Update: July 18th, 2006

Start of Story

Ok so we went for coffee. She looked amazing, yet not overdressed. She has great personal style. What happened for the next couple hours was absolutely mind-blowing. She flirted and messed around with everyone around us. She flirted with the waitress, because she decided she didn’t want a coffee but rather a tea, the waitress was more than happy to take it away and swap it, even though she had drunk 1/4 of it. These ladies who were looking for seats, apparently one of them had some shoes she was looking for. So she chat them up, and got the info.

Now watching her I realized she uses her game only when she needs something from someone. She switches it on, and within seconds she starts. I’ve noticed she mostly plays herself to be a sweet innocent girl in awe of her target whilst opening, but then slowly DHV’s and by the end she is the queen bee, and any request is hers.

Now you might be thinking, well she is a girl, all she has to do is show some skin, and bam she’s in. That maybe true for the guys, but this girl is very good a ‘flirting’ with females as well. What scares me most however is the coldness in her approach. When she saw the girl with the shoes she wanted she said to me “That fucking bitch has the shoes I want”, and then switch, she’s miss innocent again.

Well enough about her, more about how we got along. I think we hit it off really well, but then again with her I’m not sure what’s real. She is an incredible actress, and it’s hard to work out what is sincere and what’s not. Midway through the conversation however, she changed. She went form innocent, talking about her family etc, to PUA. There was an awkward silence for a second, until she blurted out, “So do you sleep around a lot?”, shit test? I was too shocked only thing I could muster out was “haha, depends on what you mean by that”, I had know idea what I meant by that. She smiled and replied “I don’t care, it wont change my impression of you”, I told her “I did alright for myself”, and immediately then asked her “How about you?”. I thought that was too far, too personal, but she answered it briskly with, “I don’t really fuck often, I do enjoy teasing people and making them chase me to the point when we are about to. That’s why I asked to meet you, at the shops you were rude to me, and you didn’t just laugh it off”. Thank you Mystery and your Method. I was enjoying talking about the subject, but then it clicked to me, this is a routine she is using on me. She is building massive sexual tension, and making me correlate her with sex, as she talked I could see she took slow deliberate sips of tea, she crossed and uncrossed her legs a couple times. I had to get out of it, to show her that I’m not some guy she can mess with, and also because I was starting to get turned on. I couldn’t change the subject, as it would have shown my discomfort, and she would of one. So I just looked her in the eyes, smiled, paused for effect, she grinned, and I said calmly, I think we end it there, I have erins to run before tonight. She kept her gaze, and then smiled, “Ok”.

I went to pay for the drinks, and walked her to her car. On the way though, my mind went haywire. What should I do, should I kiss her cheek goodbye, should I ask her when are we going to meet again, should I just say nothing and wait or hope for her to call me? But then she said something they put me in complete calm, “You know, I actually enjoyed that”, we stopped at her car she lent back on it, we where inches apart, the tension, it was back, “Next week my friend is having a housewarming, It is going to be incredibly boring”… leaned forward, should I lean closer to kiss, no, fuck her I can control myself… “bunch of my work friends, drinking and messing around”… she opens the door behind her, grins and gets in, she wind’s down the window “if you want, you can come”. I smiled, paused for effect, and said “I’ll see what I can do”, she giggled and said “yea right, I shouldn’t hold my breath… goodnight sleek”, goodbye blueeyes.

End of Story

Should I go to the party guys? Any hints? Please this girl is messing with me. Leave comments!

Update, July 23rd 2006

Start of Story
So I went to the housewarming. I used Streetwise Keen’s advice, I didn’t bring a date, however and ignored her, while I befriended her friends. All of which are what I like to call “pretty people”, rich boys and girls who think they are better than general society but are really just jokes. It was the most psychologically manipulative night I have ever had, read on to find out why.

For an hour I resisted the urge to uppercut this turtleneck called Chip (give me whatever drugs his parents where on when they named him), it was his housewarming. I smiled, befriended him and the other turtlenecks, and quickly became the center attention of the party. The females came flocking, and I thought I was impressing Blueeyes. After a few seconds I could tell, this gorgeous curly haired brunette liked me. She moved around the group to stand next to me, played with her hair, constantly tried for me to grab her attention etc. I kept ignoring her, only making slight hidden gestures of attraction that only she could see(I’m writing a post on this technique I worked out soon), everything was going great, when midway through my sentence, Blueeyes busted into the group and dissected me and the brunette. She grabbed my hand in hers…

Blueeyes: Honey, can you get me a drink?

Can you believe that? This girl was beyond good, she was fucken great. Not only did she just cancel all the validating to the women, by clearly making it out that we are together, but she was also gonna drop my value with the guys, if I bowed down and got her a drink.

I turned to her, and she looked at me smiling, innocently, while she squeezed my hand. She way enjoying this. My mind raced, but I kept my cool, then I did the most daring thing I had ever done in my life, I was so scared, that I looked down at my drink, and took the rest of it in one big skull (it was 3/4’s full jacks and coke), and said “No worries babe”, and leaned in for a kiss. I knew in my head, that there was a chance she would pull away, but then people would wonder about all the affection she was apparently showing me, she leaned forward and we pecked, she squeezed her nails into my hand whilst I did it.

I walked off head up high, sure it may have ruined my chanced with the other women in the room, and the guys might think I’m some lacky, but I felt great. I had won. Or had I? I walked back into the set drinks at hand, but I immediately felt something was wrong. Had she said something? Dammit I shouldn’t have left her alone. The set that grew to nearly 8 people in size began shrinking, eventually I faked a phone call on my cell, and bailed it. As I sat there talking to my voicemail machine pretending I am on some important call, I saw Blueeyes come walking up to me. I could have strangled her, she must have really been heated when I kissed her, and told the group something awful.

She came up to me, and I told my voicemail I had to go.

Blueeyes: “Having fun.”
Sleek: “You bet” *Grin* (Keeping my cool)
Blueeyes: “Pretty sneaky there sleek, this party is getting stale, lets bail it, I am gonna say bye to everyone”
Sleek: “Ok… wait, what did you say to them when I was away getting you a drink”.
Blueeyes: “Me? I didn’t say anything…”
Blueeyes: “Only I don’t think Chip was too happy with the kiss, I mean he is my ex-bf”

She walked away. It all made sense now. I didn’t even say goodbye to anyone, I walked out front, and walked around pondering. I walked to the car, Blueeyes came out the house, Chip following her to the door, he glared at the direction of the car, she got up on 1 her toes and kissed his cheek. She got in the car, and we drove off.

Blueeyes: “So where now?”
Sleek: “How the hell could you go out with Chip?”

It was eating me inside, It was AFC but I had to know. This guy had all of 2 braincells at birth. Sure he was good looking, but dam.

Blueeyes: “He bought me nice things”
Blueeyes: “don’t be angry just because I stopped you from getting Brunette, mind you, you would have had a very good night if you did, she really likes giving it up”
Blueeyes: “anyway, its still early, lets go back to mine”
Sleek: “Sure”

I know it was pre-emptive, but I got a hard-on right there. I was angry at first, she did mess it up with me and Brunette. But she asked me to her place, did my ignoring and getting her jealous thing work? did she wanna go her place to fool around?

We got to the front of her place and walked in. I immediately started thinking of routines, but my mind was drawing blanks, she made me and herself a drink and we sat on her couch, put on the tv, and talked crap for a few hours. And that’s it. I completely forgot the game. We just had a great conversation. I learnt a lot about her, her family. It really was great. A few hours passed, and I said I better leave, she looked at me and said, “if you must”. I walked to the door, she followed, I walked out, and turned around,
“goodnight Blueeyes”
“goodnight Sleek”
*awkward pause*
“you got one kiss tonight honey, that’s enough”
and she closed the door. I laughed a little walked to my car and went home.
End of Story

Ok. Give it to me, did I mess up not gaming her at her place? Did I fuck up at the party, constructive criticism please.

Update: 31st July 2006

So I did it, I invited her out. My friends were having a few drinks at their holiday house, an hour south from where I live, I thought it would be a perfect chance to DHV, and maybe escalate into the seduction phase. The house was perfect for it, had a great indoor spa, awesome deck with great view and all the trimmings.

 

So I called Blueeyes,

 

Me: “Hey you, what you doing?”

 

Blueeyes: “Having lunch”

 

Me: “What you doing tonight?”

 

Blueeyes: “What do you want me to do tonight?”

 

Me: “My friend has a holiday house, having some people over, it’s down south, spa, drinks can’t go wrong”

 

Blueeyes: Silent for a few seconds

 

Blueeyes: “What time you getting me?”

 

Me: “7ish?”

 

Blueeyes: “I’ll be ready”

 

I did it, I was the man, tonight I would be the center of attention and she would notice that and love me for it. But then it dawned on me, she is going to meet my guy friends, knowing her, if I start talking to other girls, she’s not the type of girl to get angry and run into a corner, she’s going to hit on my friends. I started to panic, what sort of game should I play tonight?

 

Like a little girl I started getting ready hours earlier, planning everything out to a Tee, what I was to wear, what I was to say at the most possible scenarios, how I was going to act. I decided to have fun with my friends, but not completely ignore her, but not devote all my time to her, a good mix was needed. By the time I got to her house, I was ready psychologically, my mind a sarging machine at peak performance, and nothing could throw me off, or could it? I knocked on her door, she made me wait, she opened, and there she was. She wore her hair down, long golden blonde locks, a bright red bikini bra, covered with a fishnet type t-shirt covering it, extreme short shirts, with her bikini bottom strings showing.

I was blown away, my mind was racing, and to describe the feeling is to describe sex appeal itself. After staring a noticeable amount of time of me staring at her, she smiled, “Like what you see aye sleek, ah hah”, “we better get going”.

 

After resisting the urge to stare at her the whole drive down, I fluff talked the whole way down, about halfway, she started singing to “her song”, and jumping around, most gorgeous thing I have ever seen. We got to the part just after 8, most of the people were already there, the game was about to begin.

 

As soon as we got in, the attention was on me and her. Not to sound vain, but seriously, it was. Maybe more on her than me, but still it was intense. We did the walk around and I introduced her to everyone, especially the other ladies. We mingled a bit and then went to get drinks, I asked her what she thought of my friends, she took a sip of her drink, and told me she found them boring so far, but it was still early. I laughed, grabbed her by the waist, like a trophy, and walked with her onto the deck and into a group of my friends talking. It was 2 guys and 4 girls, we started shooting the shit, when one of the girls who was cozying up to me, what was the deal with me and Blueeyes, I looked at her, she smiled, and answered for me, “We are sleeping together”, and she took another sip from her drink, as if it was nothing, I turned to my friends and tried to laugh it off. What a bitch, she was going to ruin any chance I ever had with the other girls, or did she? Immediately the girls were much more interested in what I had to say, I was oozing sex appeal. Then the classic female/male split happened, we went to get drinks and the girls stayed and talked girl stuff. Immediately the guys hit me, Why didn’t you tell us use where fucking? What’s wrong with you? She is fucken awesome! Use dating? I didn’t know how to answer, I told them she was messing around but they didn’t believe me.

 

When we got back, I could tell Blueeyes was bored, I saved her by asking if she wanted to go for a dip in the spa, mind you it was freezing outdoors and the poor girl wasn’t wearing much. She agreed, the Spa just got empty, so it was just me and her. Her hot red bikini, really fitted her great, but as we got in, she went to the other side of the spa, I thought it was another game. We chatted, but I could tell something was up, she was colder than usual. I had enough of it after a while and froze her out, she didn’t mind, she sipped on her drink and enjoyed the water. She was getting me angry. I just burst, “What the hell is your problem?”, she slowly sipped at her drink, looked around and floated closer to me. She was floating on top of me, put her mouth to my ear, “I am not your fucking prize”, and kissed my cheek. I got it now, I was treating her like my personal accesory all night, that’s why she told my friend we were sleeping together, she knew what I was doing, so she played along? Why? I tried to block it all out, get my head straight, I didn’t respond. I just sat there, and so did she.

 

I got out of the spa a few minutes later to get a drink, she stayed in. I hit the bar and looked over at her, she was relaxing, enjoying herself. I had, had enough of this, she had no right doing this to me. I took a hard drink, skulled it down in a dramatic fashion, and walked straight into a set on the dining table playing poker, and drinking. This girl Casey, I didn’t really know was sitting between two of my guy friends, each were fighting over her ( real AFC style) and I was sitting next to Casey’s friend, I didn’t know her at all. Casey was gorgeous, brown hair, nose ring, an 8 tonight, but normally at 7.5. I opened her friend and I started the ring finger routine. She loved it, as did Casey, she listened closely between hands, when she tried to put some input in on the conversation, I immediately shut her off. I negged her about the nose ring, asking if when she took it out, her nose made weird noises. I did some other routines, and told this story I had made up about me almost dieing in a boat accident (which was partially true, I added some things for effect). Everyone was enjoying it, real old school sarging. Casey was loving to hate me. She got up to get a drink, this was my chance, I sculled the rest of my drink and got up. I asked Casey to pour me some jacks and coke, she obliged, IOI? Then I asked her if she wanted to go for a dip? I don’t know why, I knew it was a bad idea, but I wanted to show Blueeyes I didn’t need her. Casey replied sure, it’s empty anyway, I turned immediately, where was blueeyes? I decided to forget about it.

 

Me and Casey jumped in, she sat next to me. I ran the cube routine. She loved it. Then I did something I heard Mystery do. I grabbed her hand, under the water, held it, and placed her hand on my leg. She didn’t move it. IOI. I had her, all I needed to do was phase-shift, and it was over, Styles Evolution? Maybe. Then a tap on my shoulder. No way. “Hey you, looks like your having fun”, not again. Casey’s hand immediately jumped off my leg. I turned around, played calm, “Hey there, having fun?”, she smiled, she was tipsy. “yea, its awesome, mind if I get in?” Before I could answer she took the towel wrapped around her off, and jumped in. On the opposite side of me and Casey. She just sat there, staring, making it really uncomfortable. Me and Casey tried to talk, but it was hard, and after a while, Casey’s friend came and got her, and they left. She did it again. I looked up at Blueeyes, and she burst out laughing, “I’m sorry babeeeeee”, she put on a cute face. Then, I got alpha on her, no more I said. I pushed myself hard onto the other side of the spa, the water spraying out, straight on top of her, face to face, I stared at her, she didn’t flinch. I put my hands on either side of her, so she couldn’t get away, we stared for a few seconds.

 

Me: “Your really enjoying this?” I said in the most seductive voice I could muster up

Blueeyes: “Just a bit” she didn’t lose her gaze on me.

Blueeyes: “Is that a problem?”

 

And I just kissed her. However this time, she didn’t pinch, we kissed and made out, for what seemed like an eternity. Real hot steamy movie drama style. She turned me over, and sat on my lap, and we kissed, lots of tongue. Between panting, she pulled off me, “Lets go into the bedroom”. Now, I’m not one to defy the laws of physics, but I swear, I was very close to beating that speed of light as I jumped out of that spa.

 

Fclosed.

 

We lay in the bed, covered in a mixture of sweat and chlorine.

 

She jumped out of bed, and started putting her clothes on,

 

Blueeyes: “You’re an asshole”

Me: “Hahaha come here kiss me”

Blueeyes: “you think your so dam good now” *Kiss* “you know I was about 30seconds away of running way with your friend”

Me: “Why didn’t you?”

Blueeyes: “Get dressed Sleek”

 

I got dressed. We said our goodbyes to my friends. Got in the car and drove home. It was awkward, like lots of post-sex talk, but we made do. When I got to her house, I was very tempted to ask to come in. However I resisted.

 

Blueeyes: “Night Sleeky”

Me: “Night Blueeyes”

Kiss No Tongue

Me: “Hope you had fun”

Blueeyes: “Yea yea, bye bye!”

 

End of Story

 

End of saga? I think not, we sms’ed all night. The next night, I went out with some friends, Sunday we chatted a bit on the phone. Please post what you think in the comments. No I will not explain what happened further, I Fclosed thats it.