Great Advice for Dating from a Party Girl

Here's a girl who has spent her adult life sampling different penises, and probably looks the part. She goes on and about dating experiences, things she likes, etc. Whatever.

She does offer us some good advice. She says in the above linked post that women want the unknown, want the dangerous or mysterious. I've seen this work in person. Women get very excited if you:

• speak a few words of a foreign language
• tell them you are a writer, or musician is even better
• let them know you have (or don't) a chemical imbalance/mental issues
• were successful, are down on your luck, but are creating a new company

This kind of stuff gets women hot and bothered. Being an artistic type, crazy, a little sophisticated...it gets them hot and bothered. Anyway, check out the link, it is good advice on what makes women get into a man.

High Powered Career Chicks

For you guys in your 20s and 30s, there is a segment of the dating population you should be aware of: The high-powered career chick (or HPCC). These women are excellent dating material. These are the women who have supervisory positions in companies, maybe are division directors in government agencies, or are insurance agents, real estate agents, etc.

The HPCC is exceptionally good for one-night stands and short-term relationships lasting anywhere from a week to 90 days. Why are they so good? Here's some pointers:

• A HPCC will only marry a high-status guy. Even if she has to wait until age 40 and settle for a 60-year old millionaire, that is what she will do. So, she's not looking for marriage with an ordinary guy.
• She's human after all, and like most younger women, her body is nagging at her for sex and babies. You can supply the first category. Besides she needs to get off, but she wants the high-status guys to give her babies. It's perfect for a smooth player to move in and enjoy her before she gets older and loses her looks.
• HPCC's typically have monster egos. This means she will think less of you as a human being even when you are on top of her giving her the high hard one. It also makes it easy to break up with her. Even if she is a HPCC, she is still fragile because she is a woman. Tell her you just aren't feeling the chemistry anymore and move on fast.
  

There are so many HPCCs now, especially with shows like Sex & The City celebrating that type of life. High earning, high status women banging lots of guys before settling down with someone controllable. Yeah, enjoy them and have fun. Don't stay too long, and don't tie them down so they can be available for Mr. Right when he comes along.

Guest Contributor: One Afternoon Stand

My coworker Darren has a dating story to relate. His spelling and writing is terrible, so I've cleaned it up a bit:

I had sex with this black chick at her apartment. I didn't pick her up but I was at the grocery store and she hit my car, not enough to dent it but I noticed. Later she kept seeing me and bumping her cart into mine. I was being so stupid I didn't even realize it. She kept following me so I asked her what her problem was and she asked if I would come back to her place.

We went back to her place and it was dirty. My feet were sticking to the floor. She took me right back to her bed. It was dark and I was glad because it really didn't smell good in there. Finally we got undressed, started making out and the second I got off, I just got up and put my pants on and hurried out. I still can't believe I don't have AIDS.

People say I'm promiscuous, but I'm always careful. I only really sleep with upper middle class white and asian girls. Darren is frickin' crazy. More of his stories later on.

Get Laid Fast

Sorry about all the random posts, but people are throwing a lot of ideas at me...

My writers group and I were talking about all the Get Laid Fast books and what that scene is all about. I have to admit I'd never read one, but they do seem to be hot sellers. The premise of all these books is to be social and have fun with women without trying to get them into bed.

They are all pep-talk books and will teach the very shy to be LESS shy and get out there and have fun. Women don't always need to have sex, but they enjoy talking to guys and having fun over drinks. If you can be very comfortable and smooth with women during happy hour, when they do want to take someone home, you'll be one of their options.

I don't think most guys need these little advice books. If you keep yourself clean and well-groomed - and keep your weight at a normal/average level, you won't have trouble finding sex out there. Be friendly, work out all your psychological baggage, look for drunk girls or girls who want to get drunk. Go for the easy sex first, then you can work on getting sober girls, or good girls later on.

Craigslist Hassles

So, not too long ago, I was on Craigslist, not really looking for someone to date, just messing with women to see how nutty they are.

I found this one, with a photo, of a girl a few years younger than me in a business shirt and hot pink jeans. She said "Are you the one for me?" in her caption and I thought it might be fun to see how she would react to an answer.

I wrote to her saying "I think you are the one for me. Want to talk? No expectations, would just like to meet you."

She wrote back:

"Who are you? Why would you think you are the one for me? You aren't any different from any other guy looking for a pump and dump."

So, that didn't go well.

Requested Memory

Someone has requested a story that I hadn't thought about in a long time. I've been relatively promiscuous since my divorce and have no intentions of remarrying, but I was a little wild when I was young. I'm pretty careful, but there is one time I wasn't.

I was at a party in Port Aransas on the Texas coast. It was hot and steamy, but the wind was blowing enough in the late afternoon where we weren't being bombarded by mosquitoes. The party itself was a end of semester thing from Bob, my friend since high school. As the music got louder at the condo, everyone was doing shots. I remember getting really drunk and some girls from Texas A&M came over. They were also pretty drunk. I started making out with this really attractive blonde with pizza breath - something that would have grossed me out at any other time. Still, we were drinking our punch and kissing. I told her we should go get some ice and took her right upstairs and threw her on the bed. She was laughing and rolling around.

I got on top of her and started kissing her. She says, "So, we're just going to do it?" I smiled and said, "You want to?" and we got undressed fast and just started fucking. I was so drunk the room was spinning and I think I got off pretty fast. She wasn't there when I woke up about ten hours later, so I don't know how things wrapped up or even what her name was.

That was the only date I had that ended in anonymous sex. Later on I realized how dangerous it was, and checked myself to see if I had caught anything. So, yes, to those of you who asked if I had done it with a stranger, yes, I have.

Ex-Husband Was Just Too Wonderful

Someone asked me the other day if I'd date a black girl. I have. I dated a girl named...wait for it...Priscilla. I know, but she was great fun to be with. She was totally black, not like Vanessa Williams or anything, but a really black/black girl. She was very thin and had the softest butt. I remember it was great sex, but the DANGER light was flashing. She was 37 and wanted a child really badly. I always wore a condom, otherwise I might be paying child support now.

Anyway, so I do have an experience to relate that happened about 3 years ago. I went on a date with a woman named Kirsten. She was very relaxed and easy to talk with. We met and went to a beachside restaurant where we had oysters and wine, everything was good. Except...

After a few minutes she started talking about her ex-husband who was black. I didn't care either way, but she went on and on and on about him. Oh, he suffered so much oppression, so much racism. I asked what he did for a living. She said he was a top executive with Total, the gas station/petroleum company.

It was a good lunch and she gave me a full-contact hug at the end of the date, but I was glad it ended right there. She did send me an email saying later that she was going through old photos of her and her husband, thinking about his cheating and abuse, wondering if she could ever be with him again. I just wished her luck and put a block on her email.

Least Memorable Date

I had this one girl hound me for the longest time. Her name was Paige, and she was very interested in me for some reason. She was a little on the thick side for me, but not what you would call fat. She had white hair and very fair skin, almost an albino but not quite, but attractive enough where most guys would go out with her.

I pick her up in my Mustang. She says, "My roommate is doing a background check on you right now. I also expect you to really spend money on me."

I circled the block and dropped her off.

Total disrespect from the first date. There wasn't a second date.

Leslie at Hogg Auditorium

I love old theatres with the huge screens and balconies. It sort of captures the mood of the grand old days of cinema. There is an old theatre like this at the University of Texas in Austin.

I used to love taking dates there. This girl I met was a teaching assistant in one of the language schools; I wanted to take her to that old theatre. She was short, about five feet tall, but stocky with some serious curves. This isn't a girl you would ever say was beautiful, but she really was striking. She had the most beautiful face with dark eyes and wavy black hair.

We had been out on one date to a sub shop and had really had a good time. She wasn't into humor as much as I am, but she loved talking about languages. When she discovered I speak Spanish as well as English, that won her over.

It was a good date for talking, but when I dropped her off, she stood on her front door step and we were close to being face to face. I looked at her and we both knew there was some serious chemistry. We started kissing on the front porch and she gave me some tongue almost immediately. We were both hot and bothered, but she went inside and I went home. Two days later we met at the same sandwich shop again and got a large sandwich to go.

We got our tickets to a documentary called What Happened to Kerouac? and started watching and eating. After about 35 minutes and sharing a big gulp, the movie really started dragging. I mean, Kerouac was a beat writer and some cool things happened to him, but sheesh, it got dull.

Leslie and I started kissing and touching each other. Her neck was salty and sweet. I reached under her shirt and gently played with her tits. We looked around us and nobody was in the balcony so I unzipped my pants and pulled out my raging hard on. Leslie got on top of me and lowered her dress down over us as I moved down in my seat. She took me and as I felt myself going inside of her I almost got off right then and there. I was glad the seats were so damn old and uncomfortable or I would have only last 30 seconds. It was fantastic sex. We fucked for about ten minutes and I got off hard. I've never liked going to the movies as much as that day.

When we left, there were two fat chicks laughing and looking at us, but even if they saw us together, it was from too far away. I loved that date. Unfortunately, I didn't see her again. She got back together with a bearded liberal boyfriend and I guess I was just used for a fling.

Pick-Up Artists

I really don't follow the guys who say they can do any girl any time. There is an advantage in having a different approach, though. This is how I can always close the deal in 4 dates. One or two dates PLUS alcohol is an easy girl. If you want a girl who is really ready to go and not just lie there drunk, you have to do things a little differently.

1. Always have confidence and say hello WITH eye contact and a smile. Women are always having guys come on to them (unless they are 300 pounds), so don't come on too strongly.
   
2. Your attention should always be on something else. Women want to be pursued, but they also ONLY respond to the guys who seem a little harder to get. Let the other guys continually come on to her, you just focus on the conversation with other guys, or talk to her ugly friend.
   
3. Instead of asking her to go back to your place, ask if she would like to go for a walk and have a conversation. This works. It gives them time to see you aren't a jerk.

I always "close the deal" within the first three or four dates. Women who have been in long-term relationships usually take about 4 dates. Women who date a lot will give it up in 3 dates or less. Alcohol isn't important, but it can help. I fell into a pattern in my dating very quickly.

I would meet a girl for lunch and have a good conversation. Then we would see a movie, go to the motorcycle show, or just do something fun. I even once took a very intellectual girl to the university museum. On the second or third date, I will start making out with her. Kissing is mandatory on the second date, but I try to get things going sexually as quickly as possible. Almost always, they put me off and I act like it's okay to wait.

On date 3 or 4, we'll get into a situation where we're having fun, laughing, chilling out watching a movie at her place or mine. I'll start kissing her and then say something like, "You know I really like you, but I know I'm more of a friend to you than anything more. I don't mind if the relationship is only G-rated."

That comment will surprise them. They won't know what to think about it. They are still dating me so where should things go? If they just want to be friends, why are we kissing and making out?

If that doesn't throw them enough, I say, "I don't have a big ego. I know you've probably dated better guys than me, but I love hanging out with you. Were you thinking we wouldn't be good together?"

After that comment, I usually get them back to the bed about 80% of the time. I was dating this girl named Lisa who wasn't ready for sex with me, but she panicked at the idea that we would only be friends and she really wanted a relationship. It was weird in bed but after about fifteen minutes of different positions and touching her all over during sex, she was convinced she made the right decision. It's a lot like sales, you have to tell them what to do, then reassure them they made the right decision.

Be confident, don't come on too strong. Ask for dates. You really don't want the skanks that fuck on the first date. Don't go buying anything from a pick-up artist to teach you how to date. Just keep asking girls out and trying things. Be positive, take rejection with a smile, and ask if they have friends who might want to date "a loser like me". Trash talking yourself works too. Remember, the goal is to score as often as possible with a wide variety of women.

Heather

Last Summer I got together with this girl named Heather. She was good looking, but a little on the quirky side. We met on one of the online sites and I told her I was looking for a long-term relationship, which is what you say when you want to find women for sex who are a little less trampy than most of the ones out there.

Anyway, so Heather is about 5'4 and has big round grapefruit sized tits and a perfect rounded butt. She wasn't perfect, but attractive, sort of like Le Chiffre's girlfriend in Casino Royale, but not quite as perfect as that girl.

Anyway, the first night we get together, we have white wine with dinner and I take her back to my place. I got out my guitar and started playing one of the three riffs I know, a little run from Since I've Been Loving You from Led Zeppelin III. After a few minutes, she almost insists that we go to my bed and start getting into it. I was tired and decided to wait. I put her off and we watched some TV.

So, we decide to sleep in my bed together, but no sex. We drift off and I remember having this wild dream about a nerdy girl from high school named Anne. I'm dreaming that she's on top of me and humping my lights out. It is so good and I wake up and it's really happening, but it's Heather.

She says, "There you are. I'm surprised you didn't wake up when I was using my mouth."

Remember this is a first date. I got into things and we did it for about twenty minutes until I got off. Sex the next morning was even better. We had just taken a shower together. She came back from the kitchen with a glass of orange juice and sat back on the bed. She jostled the glass and spilled some on her stomach. As she reached over to put the glass down on the end table, I started kissing and licking the orange juice off her stomach. When I went lower and licked her bellybutton, she tensed up and gasped. That was the sweet spot for her. Almost every time we had sex, she's want me to kiss her tummy to get her warmed up.

The other interesting thing about Heather was that she was in really good shape, sort of a Mary Lou Retton with huge tits, but it was the first girl I had sex with that had done a hysterectomy. It was a good fit, almost too much stimulation all the way from base to tip. It was so intense that about half the time I had one of those high-blood pressure headaches right after sex. I even bought one of those pressure monitors during the time I was with her.

We were together a few weeks until I met her kid, a totally out of control boy with a lot of anger issues. I told her I had never seen a kid like that and it wouldn't work in my life. She stayed in touch with me for months afterward, hoping things would work out, but the kid thing was a deal breaker.

Jewish Girls

I had a fantastic two month relationship with this girl named Linda. We met at one of those outdoor Italian cafe restaurants; you know the type, very romantic, but very expensive. (Photo isn't her, just looks a lot like her. I'm into visual aids. :-)

For some reason, we started having glass after glass of wine and laughing it up over the most silly things. She was cute, but I knew she was easy, so I wanted to maybe slow things down. After the third glass of wine and people around us laughing at all the sexual innuendo, we got in my car and went back to my townhouse. We opened a bottle of Chianti and put on an old Fellini film. We were kissing and touching each other. I took off my shirt and got on top of her. We both made some stupid jokes and I laughed so hard I fell off the sofa.

Nothing had happened so far and we paused to watch a scene in the movie. I told her I had to go to the bathroom what with all the wine we had. She said "Ok, but don't come out of the bathroom naked."

I went down the hall and of course came out of the bathroom naked. She was irritated with me, but couldn't stop looking. We joked around a little more and I put my pants back on. Then we had a few seconds of looking at each other lustfully and I took her back to the bedroom and we were doing it within about 3 minutes. It was weird as I hadn't done a first-dater in a long time, but it was incredible. Like they say, there is nothing better than boozy sex.

I dated her for about 9 weeks. It was always great sex and drinking too much. Then one day we had a major argument and she asked me to leave during the day (about 4pm) and I was trashed. I told her I'd be happy to leave, but could I arrange for a ride? When I couldn't wait and had to simply drive away very drunk, it was the last straw.

She called me and begged me to come by one last time. I stopped into her insurance agency and in the back office, she asked me to put my fingers inside of her. It was all too much and she was just too trashy so I took off. I do remember those weeks happily. Like they say, sometimes the "wrong" kind of girl is the "right" kind of girl. If you know what I mean.

My Situation

I'm 35 and totally single. I will never get married again because I have been through all the traditional experiences I ever hope to have. It's just not something I'm interested in living with, just visiting if you know what I mean. Besides, only the players and cheaters really enjoy women.