“Listen to me, if you can become good with women, then you can become good at anything.” he says
The short bald 60 year old millionaire is as serious as can be. He stares at me with an ice cold glare. He’s trying to make a point. He knows I have potential and he’s spilling out his decades worth of seduction knowledge. This is my mentor. This is Mr. Black.
“So, I heard you got laid last Friday?” he says
“Umm yea I did.” I reply
“Was she a good fuck?” he asks
This is the way Mr. Black talks. No bullshit. Straight to the point. He knows how to push peoples buttons, he knows how to be abrasive and get away with it. There’s no tap dancing around his questions because he knows how to read you. He’s an observer, he knows when you’re lying, he knows when you’re insecure, he knows when you’re hiding something. This is all based on many many years of training in neuro linguistic programming.
“Uhhh, well, I don’t really have a whole lot of basis for comparison, but I’d say it was good.” I say
“Hahaha, you’re right, how the fuck would you know.” he says jokingly
“Listen, this stuff isn’t that hard to figure out. You’re making it more complicated than it needs to be. For instance, this guy Mystery on that show The Pick Up Artist that you like so much, it’s a bunch of bullshit. I’m not saying that his stuff doesn’t work but it works for a different reason than what you think.” he says
“Ok, I’m listening.” I say
“It’s more about how you feel about yourself than anything else. If you believe that you are a ladies man then the universe will bring women to you. If you believe that you are a person deserving of wealth and abundance than the universe will provide you with those opportunities. The converse is also true. If you believe that you don’t deserve women and that you don’t deserve money than the universe will see to it that you don’t. It is as fucking simple as that.” he says
I nod my head as I ponder what he has just said.
“This is big stuff you know? Seriously, you’re a good looking guy, there’s absolutely no reason that you shouldn’t be getting laid left and right. There’s absolutely no reason that you shouldn’t be a millionaire by now.” he says
We are standing at the bar. Our drinks are almost empty. Bartender Betty walks over and begins flirting with me. We talk for a few minutes and then she goes to get us two more beers.
“She likes you.” Mr. Black says
“Really?” I say, “I’ve flirted with her before but she has a boyfriend.”
“Oh fuck that shit. I’ve been watching her and out of everyone in the entire bar she has had her eyes on you the most and she’s been spending almost all of her time hanging out in this one little area. You think that’s coincidence? She wants to fuck your brains out.” he says
“Huh, no shit.” I reply
“Here you are messing around with your little nerdy girl that you’ve been sleeping with, while you got your dream girl behind the bar giving you the ‘fuck me eyes.’ I’ll tell you what, if you don’t fuck her by the end of the month, I will.” he declares
“Seriously?” I ask
“Yea, seriously. Don’t think I can’t do it because I will.” he says
“Just remember, you and only you can decide what will come into your life. If you believe that you can draw beautiful women into it then you will. The world is your oyster.” he says
“Ok then, give me a month.” I say
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