An Arizona Story - A Tale Of Seduction

I guess it's time for me to start giving a few examples of how all
of this works... after all, if I can't walk the walk... then you
shouldn't listen to the "talk"... right?

Anyway, this "tale" really incorporates a lot of the things that I
talk about on this site and I may not keep this post up for long...
namely because the person that this involves actually reads this
site

We'll for starters, let me tell you how bad the night started out...

It was my birthday week and my friend B decided that he wanted to
take me to this really cool Japanese restaurant in Scottsdale...

Now granted, we were on location... a week long trip designed to get
me out of town and into a different part of the United States. So,
here we are, at this swanky restaurant... and we start having a little
fun with the waitress.

Let me tell you... my boy B can talk and back in the day... before he
got married... he was the perfect wingman. But, now that he's married
I think that he just likes to see me get into trouble ('cause
there's no way he's cheating on his wife).

So, he gets talking to the waitress... letting her know that it's my
birthday... trying to embarrass me I'm quite sure... when she completely
drops a full drink ALL down my back.

You should have seen her face... I think she thought that I was going
to go ape sh*t on her...

But I didn't... and remember... this was at the very BEGINNING of the
night... not good.

I reassure our waitress that everything was fine... after all... being
upset really wasn't going to solve the problem of me being all wet...

Plus... I knew it would make a better story if I just let it go and
kept my cool.

(Note: I always think in terms of what would make a good story...
especially if the story can put me in a great light)

Anyway, we finished dinner... but unfortunately... our "waitress"
friend had already made plans with a bunch of her guy friends...
and we definitely didn't want any part of that...

We walk up to the bar inside the restaurant where we grab a seat
and have a couple of drinks. B gets a phone call from a couple of
friends that have just flown into town for the same golf tournament
that he was in... and they let him know that they were going to meet
us out.

"Great," I thought... "A sausage fest" is definitely going go over
well.

Here's why I was thinking this...

You see, most guys don't really have the balls to go up and talk to
random women. But, if one guy in the group DOES have the balls and
the skills... the other guys will "leech" off of the one guy and try
to muscle in on the conversation...

... and usually screw it up for everyone else.

So you can imagine my excitement when I heard that we were going to
have "company"...

B's "friends" show up and I'm completely horrified as these guys
come in looking like they just fell out of the back woods in BFE.
Perfect... exactly what I was afraid of.

I have to confess, I didn't think my chances were going to be great...
especially when one of the guys commented on a pair of women that
had just sat down across the bar from us...

That's when B looks over at me and says:

"Look man, I've been telling these guys how good you are... but I
don't think they believe me... Go talk to those ladies over there
and show 'em what's up"

I sigh and tell him to hold on a minute...

"What are you waiting for, " one of the guys asks sarcastically...
and then about two minutes later... one of the women looks over, makes
eye contact, and smiles...

"That," I said... and l left them there confused as all get out
(except B... he saw what I saw)

Of course, I really hadn't thought about what I was going to say... I
hate cheeseball lines and other "pick up" material and prefer just
to make the encounter make sense.

I walk up and put my hands on the back of the shoulders of each
woman (I knew that this probably wouldn't be a problem because they
had been laughing and smiling a bit) as I started...

"I wonder if you guys can help me out... you see it's my birthday and
I'm only in town for a few days and I've been looking for the best
places to go. Since you guys look like you know what's interesting
around here... I figured you'd be the best people to ask"

Simple opener. Sincere. And most importantly... the truth.

And what came out of their mouths was absolutely hilarious... you see,
they were from out of town, too...

(Now we had some common ground... nice)

Apparently, they had been here before and knew of a few places... and
that's when the fun began...

I quickly found out that one of the women was married... but the
other... the one that smiled at me was definitely single. So, I had a
sneaky suspicion that the "married" friend was trying to take the
other one out... and possibly playing "gatekeeper"...

So, I started telling some stories... and I addressed each of them
equally as I told them. I told the story about what had happened
earlier in the night about the drink down my back... and how I
reacted. They both were quite impressed with my reasoning and
with my "mature" and controlled response.

Perfect... just what I was looking for.

This was important for two reasons... one... it allowed me to convey
to the "married" friend that I was damn cool and that it was okay
for her to "let" me talk to her friend... this is important.

Two was the fact that most guys don't act with that much composure...
so the fact that I DID helped to frame me with a little mystery and
intrigue... a great start.

A short time later... 'ole B came up and jumped into the conversation...
effectively chatting up the married friend in a friendly manner...
which made sense since he's married too... while I isolated the other
one.

I asked engaging questions... often times... even answering her
questions with questions of my own...

I focused in on her... continuing to build rapport through questions
and storytelling until I could tell that the party was going to
have to relocate to somewhere else... mainly because B's friends were
seeing my success and started to try to muscle into the conversation.

Before I continue... let me set something straight. These two women
are highly successful and have their shit together. I didn't see a
single guy talk to them the whole time before I approached them
because most women in this category are extremely intimidating to
most guys.

(Which just goes to show that if you just get in there sometimes...
that's all you need)

I also knew that a "fake" BS approach would crash and burn (which
is why I never go for them)...

Okay, back on the ranch... I knew that a change in location was
necessary.

Why?

Because... most women have a skewed timeline. If you go to more than
one place in a night... it's like going on more than one date... which
can build even more rapport... which can speed up other things if
that's what you're looking for...

I personally try not to think of things like that and try to just
"go with the flow"...

So, I excused myself to the bathroom... and my new friend decided she
needed to go too. I obviously finished first and nonchalantly waited
for her outside the women's restroom.

When she came out... I playfully teased her about how long she took
and she looked down... ran her fingers through her hair gently and
shyly apologized (an indicator of interest).

When she looked back up, I put my arm around her waist and gently
pulled her to me and I asked her if she wanted to try another spot...
and that's when she softly and slowly bit her lip...

... and I didn't give her a chance to say "yes" as my lips met hers...

And that's all the story I have...

The whole point of this story was to map out what happened and how
I think when I'm out and about. If you'll notice... there was no real
pressure on me to do anything... and it showed. Was there a little
bit of urgency... sure... neither one of us lived there so there was a
little "now or never" type mentality...

Anyway... I have more stories to tell... and no... they aren't crass by
any means so don't get your hopes up...

Until next time...

Angel Eyes