Short of the Long:
Teacher (
Savoy) : High skills in the field, very impressive; skills as a teacher, and knowledge of women. Oh, yeah, the stories kill.
Playboy mansion : Lucky Hef, it was amazing. Who would think that a couple hundred girls in lingerie would be fun. That's right... Everyone...
Instructors : Very knowledgeable, helpful, all around good guys.
Long of the Long:
I'll right, I've been reading some material, basically as reference, because, "Hey, I do fine out there". I've been around for a long time (older guy), I've seen a lot, done a lot. To the average guy, I've lived, and I'm still living well. Why did I sign up: I just want to go to the mansion. Yeah, I'll listen at the
seminar, I'll go out with these guys, and in the mean time, I'll show them what I can do.
I've never considered myself a
PUA, but at the very least, a natural. And in a way, MAYBE. I'm a funny guy, and can always entertain the ladies. So... it seems that's where it stops. I think it's a great night, if I mess with a lot of women, and keep them laughing/entertained. Don't get me wrong, I still think this is cool, but why not go deeper.
So, first day of class, it seems no one listened to the invitation, and all students were basically first time
seminar attendees. This was supposed to be an advanced
boot camp, and I almost didn't show up because of this, but in the end, I wanted to go to the mansion.
Savoy, had a tough job to get first-timers ready for the prelimary party, no less for game at the mansion. He flew through the beginning
seminar material, throwing in great stories, and my favorite line "not that this has ever happened". I'm a science guy, this material, even though we're talking about pick-up, had a calculated/scientific feel to it, and can be proven. Which it was.
We went out: my move, get to the bar. Turned around, the instructors all in sets. I didn't even get my drink yet. I winged with a few of the other students, throwing around material like I knew it, I didn't. I ended up having a great time. Two beautiful girls, one on each arm, one the angel, one the devil, they were telling me to... devil: "do it", and angel: "don't do it", every time we approached another set and engaged in somewhat unusual/sexual behavior. Well, as I said, I entertained.
I ended up recruiting some guy at the bar to wing me as I did what I usually do, intercept sets at the bar and entertain. Had a great time, but due to my own fault. Did not get the experience of watching the instructors as I intended to do. Damn alcohol. Old days: success. Now: Entertained with out much depth, much to learn.
The next day,
Savoy could now teach the curriculum as listed, as we were "up to speed", sure we were. Some of the guys had some good stories about the previous night. Good for them, they hung out with the instructors. That class, I was entirely impressed by the teaching style, and knowledge of
Savoy. I didn't think it was going to be this deep, and well presented. I looked forward to all the tangents taken, which would include a "hypothetical situation", or not so hypothetical, to illustrate a point. I could hear myself say "I knew that", or "I tell guys that!", but didn't really explore the concept in as much depth that I was hearing it and would just smile knowing, "this guy really knows...".
The
playboy mansion itself, lived up to all hype and preconceived notions, that I ever had, for the exception of the Grotto, it was not crazy, but mellow, and just plain hot (temperature). This is probably due to the fact that we were at a charity event, rather than the famed Halloween or MidSummer's Party. The charity event was breast cancer, and I fully support breasts (don't know what that has to do with anything, just wanted to say that). Aside from that, I was just glad to see a couple hundred hot girls in lingerie or some of them nothing on. Oh, yeah, and we can game every one of them.
Unfortunately, I go into entertainment mode for the exception of one goal I had. Frame them... where ever they want to take your thread, frame them YOUR way... and that, I did... At one point, I made, with my fingers, a "frame" (square) around this girl's face, she asked what I was doing, I told her, "I was framing her". She had the gall to try to re-direct my conversation, imagine that!
Again, I needed to watch the pros, but went my own way, having a great time, but would have learned so much more, if I could focus on
the game, rather than the set of double D's that passed me every five seconds. Ok, so it wasn't so bad...
I have to give special props to
Braddock, he was chatting up this beautiful asian target, breasts hanging out, but whose weren't, she was loving him. I leaned over and asked him to help this one guy, and he jumped up, said "I'm here for you guys", and went in to help. At home, you would be cursed for interfering like that, he WAS there for this guy, and all of us.
My read on the whole experience. Worth it.
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