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I simply payed attention to her reactions as she was naming off the movies I had, but she believed it was one of those fate things that women love to believe in.). While she's in that trance, I decide to test out Style's number game that he did with Brittany Spears, and it worked. She guessed it right on the first try. She asked me why I did that, and I told her that if two people are meant to be, they establish some kind of psychic connection with one another (another fate thing that will draw her closer to me.)

When she got there, we started out on seperate ends of the couch (keep that in mind.) I asked her if she can cook, and she said "yeah, what do you want me to cook for you?". fluff fluff (focusing in on our commonalities, I also take a genuine interest in her life). I tell her to try my cheese fries, she reaches for one and I pull away, feeding her from my fork instead. I get her life story (like PlayerSupreme suggests), and she gets closer and closer to me.

Eventually, she is laying down, with her head on my lap. She keeps turning around to look at me, completely ignoring the movie. I knew what she wanted, but I looked at her and kept asking "What do you want." We play around some more (tickling her, busting her balls, caressing her body/face with my fingers, but never going towards the goods, just like PlayerSupreme suggests).

So, I ask her, "do you want to kiss me"? She looks at me, smiles, and says "no". I say "good, because I didnt say I'd let you anyway." She smiles, and we exchange a small peck. I pull back (two steps forward, one step back) and continue watching the movie. I start to look concerned (stroking my head while Im looking at the screen. And she asks me whats wrong. I smile and tell her "nothing". She insists that I tell her and I say "I want to kiss you, but I don't want you to get the wrong idea about me." I get up and sit on the floor, and she asks me what I'm doing. I tell her that im messing with the remote (the batteries died, and I wanted her to think that I lost interest).

I goto the bathroom, but instead of sitting on the floor or next to her, I sit on a chair. She perks her head off of the couch and asks me "Why're you way over there?" I look at her, and we assume our earlier position (her head on my lap).

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(she knows that I am a huge player and all of the girls I have because I'm open about myself. PlayerSupreme suggests manning up, giving a woman your contract, and if she doesn't like it, oh well. Just like a real man. That's why I get upset when guys act like the art of pick up is something new to the world. In all honesty, no one gives a shit, and anyone with google can find out about it. I also agree with PlayerSupreme when he says that all of this "secret society" talk is just nerdspeak and by trying to hide it, you are placing the pussy on a pedestal by caring what a woman will think)
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