What’s up stud muffins?? I’ve gotten an excessive amount of e-mail asking me to post more stories. "Asking" is actually too light of a word… it’s more like DEMANDING. Ya’ll can be tough on me sometimes.

 

So I’m going to man up and do just that. There have been more than a few stories of debauchery worth posting this semester, and it is my duty to let you guys know exactly what went down, my process of thinking while it went down, and how you can learn something of value from it.

 

Give me a few weeks to post them, because I have to pick which girls I want to write about. I also have a pretty demanding social schedule for the next 5 nights, starting with me taking a girl I met in class last semester out for drinks (I think I have perfected a method for sleeping with the hottest girl in almost every discussion class I have). I had sent some texts to her a few weeks ago about getting drinks and helping me “study” for the final exam of our class which she had already completed (I got “sick” during finals week for a particularly hard class and now I have 8 more weeks to take the exam… ahhh the benefits of the swine flu scare).

 

She sent me a message today about a mutual friend that we had, that neither of us was particularly fond of. I didn’t know who the hell she was when she texted me because I lost my phone a few days earlier and had no numbers. Here’s some of the texts

 

Me: “I lost my phone who is this?”

 

Her: “It’s (her name) from your english. And I was just thinking of (the dude who neither of us like) and how much they annoy both of us.. so I thought id text ya ha”

 

Me: “Haha that’s comedy cuz I thought you were (the dude who neither of us like) and I was planning to respond something real mean"

 

Her: “Well that’s too funny. Well im thankfully slightly better looking and less of a loser than (the dude who neither of us like) so no worries.”

 

(She is qualifying herself nice… time to start working on logistics of our meet up)

 

Me: “Haha correct on both counts.. So u ready for a drinkin slash study sesh soon? More drinkin than study obvs.”

 

Her: “Yea im definitely down as long as I get a vodka sour out of it when do you have to take the final?”

 

Me: “In a couple of weeks. U should make it downtown tomorrow my friend is bartendin at the (name of bar). He can get u in with no id and get u as many free vodka sours as ur heart desires”

 

(This is all true. Knowing bartenders is a huge advantage. I get as many free drinks as I want from my buddy and my tab is always $6. So I have no problem hooking her up as well.)

 

Her: “sooo tempting! I have a fake but idk if I can pass on the free drinks.. Only problem is that I work every day this week at 8am. What to do…”

 

(Whenever a girl is unsure about what to do because of logistics, fix the logistical problem, and then tell her exactly what she is going to do)

 

Me: “Alright heres a plan then.. I wasnt planning on going out hard that night anyways so we’ll start early evening and end far before bartime so ur well rested. Sound good?”

 

Her: “Alright that’s doable good deal. Should I bring a lady friend?”

(Now here is where it gets a little tricky… because I know she has a boyfriend, yet I know she is still into me. It kind of seems like she’s whoring out one of her friends to me as a test. Anyways, I know what I want to do – if I end up going out with a bunch of my friends, she should by all means bring the friend. But if it’s just me that night then no way… so I respond as follows)

Me: “Let me see how many ppl are goin out of my friends and see how many underagers eddy can get in first. Ill hit ya up tomorrow and we’ll figure it all out.”

 

So basically I just gave myself two outs for telling her not to bring a friend: my bartender friend not being able to get her friend in, and not any of my friends going out. We’ll see whether I want her to bring the friend or not. She has some facebook pics with some HOT girls so it could end up being a good call if I decide to be all moral and not sleep with a girl who has a boyfriend. I’ll let you know how it goes.

 

Then the next night I am going to “Medieval Times” for a lady friend of mine’s 21^st birthday. And after that my friends’ from out of state are visiting for the weekend, and these kids are wild as can be. Then school starts the week after that. So basically, I’m busy as hell, so promise me you guys won’t spam my inbox with hate mail if I can’t finish the stories right away. I’ll try and pick the most entertaining ones which you guys can learn the most from.

 

-Francis Adams

I notice a lot of "lay-reports" by community guys who say they banged a girl who was a "6" or a "7"... but when I actually meet them they end up looking more like the girls in this video....

Hey guys... This past summer I got a chance to speak at the 21 Convention hosted by Dream in Orlando, FL. For those of you that aren't familiar with it, you should be - it's a lifestyle, dating, and fitness convention that happens once a year, and has some of the most sought after speakers in the aforementioned industries.

Anyways, my footage has been released... I gave a speech on college game... So check it out: http://www.the21convention.com/2009/09/08/francis-adams-t21c-2009/ and let me know what you think!

It was my brother’s 19th birthday last Friday, and my family made plans to go out to dinner at Ginza of Tokyo, one of those Japanese places where the chef cooks in front of you and does all these crazy tricks with the food. To my dismay, we ended up going at around 8:30, which completely conflicted with my plans for the night, but sometimes you have to bite the bullet for the fam… and luckily, the girl that I met that night ended up being worth it

Now, I don’t know how many of you have been to a restaurant like this, but the set up is a table of about 10 people, surrounding a big metal surface that the chef cooks the food/pulls crazy stunts on. So usually you get seated with a few random people unless you have a huge group.

So we get there, and immediately we are seated. I’m sitting at the far end of the table (so I’m kind of isolated) with my family, when low and behold, FIVE hot girls, and their guy friend walk up and join us at our table. Well… let me clarify. Four hot girls, one fatty, and one dude. But hey, I still liked my odds. There was one 9, one 8 (who kind of seemed to be with the dude), two 7’s, and I won’t even give the fatty a number because that would just be mean.

Now, just to put a little more context on the situation, my parents are VERY conservative when it comes to dating. They both believe there is a proper way to go about things with a woman… which includes dinner, compliments, and maybe a bouquet of flowers here and there before you can even consider a sexual relationship. They know that I’m in the business teaching guys how to be deadly effective with women but they have been extremely skeptical that my boisterous, slightly cocky attitude works on woman.

My brother, although he is one of the most genuinely nice people I’ve ever met, is incredibly inexperienced with women. He avoids eye-contact, conversation, and any interaction he can with girls, and has never so much as kissed one. So naturally I’ve tried to introduce him to some material that is out there, but he has been very reluctant to learn. I always make a point to tell him stories of my success (in rather graphic detail) in order to show him that he can get this part of his life handled, but there’s only so much you can do to get someone in the game who doesn’t want to learn. Like my parents, he has yet to “see me in action.”

So basically my wings are two conservative parents and one virgin who can’t make eye contact. And logistically I’m in a little bit of a pickle too because I’m literally in the farthest possible spot from the girls.

So when the cuties sit down, naturally I speak up, and ask “Hey, how’s your night going guys?” in a loud, confident tone. This isn’t a cold approach, it’s the polite the thing to do. They replied that they were doing great, and that it was their friend Britney’s 19th birthday (she was one of the 7s)… so of course I wish her a warm happy birthday, and small talk commences.  I joke that her and my brother, who share a b-day, are meant to be. They love this. My brother awkwardly laughs and avoids eye-contact.

Although I make a point to lead the small talk, I let my mom and dad ask them some boring questions, because I had an hour or so to game these girls and make an amazing impression on them, so I didn’t want to blow my load right away.

While my mom is asking the stupid questions, I am just making playful false assumptions.
For example:

Mom: “So where are you from?”
Cutie: “We’re from (small town in the area)!”
Mom: “Oh, that must be fun!”
Cutie: “Yeah, its alright…”
Francis: “So did you guys all grow up on the same farm, or did they separate you?”
Cutie: “Shut up, we did not grow up on a farm!!”
Francis: “Nah, it’s cool, I bet it was fun. I like girls who know how to raise cattle and such.”
Cutie: “I told you we didn’t grow up on a farm!”
Mom: “Francis, don’t be rude, they didn’t grow up on a farm!”

Eventually, a great x-factor got thrown into the whole environment… we had a SMOKIN’ hot server. So of course, I hit on her.

Francis: “I’m doing sake bombs tonight, will you do one with me?”
(Sake bombs are a shot of sake mixed with Japanese beer, that are usually done with chanting and pounding on the table, for those of you who don’t know)
Hot waitress: “I’m not allowed to, I’m working.”
Francis: “That’s kind of a lame excuse… you just couldn’t keep up with me”
Hot waitress: “Maybe after work…”
Francis: “I have plans. Will you at least chant with me?”
Hot waitress: “OK!”
… she retrieves me a beer and sake so I can do the sake bomb
Francis (turning to the b-day girls): “OK… I know you girls are too young to drink, but you have to chant with us. Hot waitress is going to lead us.”

Hot waitress leads the chant, and I take my sake bomb. Everyone is now thoroughly entertained, and the fun level of our table has risen a few notches.

When I’m done with the sake bomb, our appetizers. One of the cute girls tries to put a big roll of sushi in her mouth, but fails. She complains to her friend, “It’s too big… I can’t even fit it in my mouth!”

Francis:  “That’s what she said…”
(Those of you who know me well know that there is no way I would possibly be able to resist saying that)

The whole table pauses for a split-second, and then everyone starts laughing their asses off. Except for my mom, who gives me a scowl. My dad shifts in his seat a bit uncomfortably. At this point, I’m the center of attention, and everything I say is causing massive amounts of giggles in the girls.

After the vibe chills down a little bit, I start asking the girls a few more personal questions, and I find out the birthday girl was a contestant on American Idol. She didn’t make it on TV, but she claimed to be pretty talented. She seemed pretty comfortable with herself, so I ask her to sing. She complies. She has an amazing voice, so we give her a huge round of applause.

Eventually the food comes. The center of attention has shifted from me, to the American Idol girl, and then to the chef, who is a charisma machine. I swear, this guy has better game then I do, the girl’s loved him. I think the fact that he was 35 and married hurt him a bit though   So I let him have the spotlight and calmed down a bit, because we were all coming to see his food-show anyways. But I did convince him to do a sake-bomb with me, which was completely awesome.

A few sake bombs, and 2 "that’s what she said's" later, the chef exits and we are all eating are food. Conversation is still flowing, and I start noticing something… I am getting eye-fucked by 3 of these girls. Like thoroughly undressed in their heads. At first I actually thought the 8 who was with the guy was giving me a dirty look because she seemed to be with the guy or whatever and I was saying some controversial shit, but after staring back at her directly in the eye and not breaking eye contact I knew she was checking me out. Her along with American Idol girl and the other 7 sitting next to her couldn’t keep their eyes off me. The fugly girl was probably doing it too, but I didn’t bother looking.

The problem was, that the hottest girl, the 9, was not one of these girls… and this girl is TOTALLY my type physically. So, while keeping the convo hot with her friends, I try to open her up a bit. I find out that she loves making necklaces, and made her friend one for her birthday. Nothing real deep, but better than before.

Eventually, it is time to go. I am in the worst spot logistically, trapped in the corner, and I have to pray that my parents pay the check before the girls do, so I can grab one of their numbers. Keep in mind my parents are the kind of people that would think it was completely inappropriate to grab a number at dinner.
I also have another dilemma… which number do I go for? Both 7s who were eye-fucking me hard are the farthest away. The distance combined with the fact that they are only 7s eliminate them (I have enough girls in rotation right now that a 7 really wouldn’t be worth it). The 8 is sitting next to the dude, and I don’t want to be THAT big of a dick, so I cross her off the list. The 9, who is 100% my physical type, is sitting closest to me… but had been showing me the least interest.

I decide, screw it, I’m going for the 9 if I get the chance. Luckily, my parents pay first. After my parents get out, I tell them I’ll meet them in the car because I have to chug the rest of my drink. I quickly hand the nine my phone, “quickly, put your number in my phone before my mom sees.” Her friends start going “ohhhhhhhh!” in the background. I look the 9 in the eye and say, “I’ll talk to you soon,” then leave.

Text message follow up like 5 mins later, copied from my phone:

Francis: “My mom woulda killed me if she saw us exchanging numbers…”
HB9: “Lol yeah I bet she would”
F: “We were discrete tho, cuz were ballers like that. Have fun for Britney’s bday 2nite”
HB: “Yeah we are. But I think your gonna have enough fun for the both of us ”
(she knew about my plans with my friends later in the night)

Then, the greatest thing happened the next day. She started pursuing me. Hard. The next 2 nights she sends me texts asking how my night was. We end up exchanging a bunch of texts. 3 days later I make her call me, because I didn’t get a chance to build as good of a connection with her as I woulda liked to at Ginza, and I am really confident in my phone game.

When talking on the phone, we click on a bunch of topics. I make her promise to make me a bracelet. We make plans to meet up on Friday, and go to the zoo. I would have made plans earlier, but she lives in a different city.

The next night our texts we text a bunch culminating in these:

HB9: “Haha so what kind of pictures would you like to receive tonight?”
Francis: “Just make sure they are something my mom wouldnt approve of, the more scandalous the better ”
HB9: “haha I’m pretty sure I can do that”
… she sends me hot pictures (no nudity though, just lingerie)

Last Wednesday I get this text:

HB9: “Hey so I think you should know that I technically have a bf but it doesnt really matter ”
Francis: “Good, he can keep u busy when ur not with me ”
(classic line, so money)
HB9: “Haha exactly what I was thinking. Gezz great minds think alike ”

The on Thursday, the day before our plans, she texts me after she gets done with work, look for the massive sexual innuendo:

HB9: “Ah just got done with work, now im gonna take a nice long shower ”
Francis: “Hot.. I bet u think about me when ur taking that shower”
HB9: “Okay ill try my best not to think about you when im getting all wet ”
Francis: “It’s gonna be hard”
HB9: “You have no idea how hard that was, but I got through it.”


When Friday came along, we went to the zoo, vibed a little bit more… but I have to be honest, we weren’t at the zoo very long. We were back at my place by five o’clock. All I have to say is, when a girl is fantasizing about you in the shower the day before your date, it is really not that hard to escalate to sex. No LMR.

The funny thing, is the closest thing I got to resistance was this question: "Why did you pick me out of all of my friends?" That caused a small paradigm shift, because I thought she was being more reserved at the table because she was the "hot girl" while her friends were more eager to jump on my D. The truth is, many times the "hottest girl" doesn't know she is the hottest, especially if her friends are close to her level of attractiveness. She was just a bit more shy than her friends.

Apparently, all of her friends gave her mad props for getting my number... they were all a bit jealous. Great example of me switching the selector role from the usual "SHE is the selector" to "I am the selector". When you attract EVERYONE in the group, you ARE the selector. Which is why I don't focus on "targets" so much when doing group sets.

One more funny note. I didn't tell my parents about any of this, but I showed my brother the text messages between me and the girl and his reaction was literally "Oh My FUCKING god. She was so hot, I didn't even know that was going on." Funny how when you're game develops, you develop this social intuition, and you can see things on a different level than someone who doesn't have game. My bro was completely blind to the fact that these girls were so attracted to me.

But the good news is, after him seeing me in action, I convinced him to read "The Game"  ... hopefully that will be his first step!

So it was recently the 4^th of July… so you just knew fireworks were bound to fly. Cheesy metaphor… but, that’s just how I roll.I met up with one of the roommates that I’m living with next year, Kasey, at his house.

 

It’s maybe 6 o clock PM as I’m walking up to the block that he lives on, alone, and I see a big figure stumbling towards me with a red, white, and blue shirt on that says “Fuck Terrorism”… Yeah, that’s Kasey alright.

 

“Frannnnncissss!! I’m so drunk. I’ve been drinking since noon. Want shots? Let’s take shots.” Naturally I comply, helping Kasey up his stairs, not feeling even slightly bad about getting the kid more drunk… some people can just hold their liq, and Kasey is without a doubt one of thosepeople.

 

So after I take about 6 too many shots with Kasey, I decide to mingle. The house that he lives at is bro-central. There’s only two chicks there, and they are both taken. As opposed to about 17 bro-men, just bro-ing out.

 

After a hard-fought game of drinking baseball (kind of like beer pong, but with bigger teams), I decide a change of scenery is in order. Luckily, my female friend’s boyfriend was having a party two blocks away, so I round up Kasey and another friend and head there. By round up Kasey, I mean break into his locked door and slap him in the face repeatedly until he gets up. As I would later find out, bad move… people pass out for a reason, and they are best left undisturbed.

 

When we get to the new place, I am pleasantly surprised at the ratio of people who I know at the party.  I hug my friends, meet a few new people, and head for the keg. My hot, drunk, female friend Rachel gave me her cup of beer, and drunkenly tried to make out with me. I pushed her away, got some beer, and ran off looking to avoid her. I love her to death, but not enough to do any drunken public displays of affections in front of all our friends.

 

Evidently, some of the random girls took notice. A cute blonde comes up to me, “Rachel is my neighbor back home!”

Francis: “What is your name?”

Courtney: “Courtney”

Francis: “Are you any good at beer pong?”

Courtney: “ummm, no”

Francis: “Me and Courtney are next in beer pong!”

Courtney: “I told you, I’m no good!”

Francis: “It’s OK, I’m amazing… we’ll win even if you don’t make a cup.”

 

Me and Courtney continue to chat a bit before the game. Within the time we were waiting I also made a point of getting to know the host of the party – an important way to develop value at any social event is getting to know the host, if possible. Luckily we had a ton of mutual friends, so it wasn’t a challenge at all.

All the while, Kasey proceeds to drunkenly run around the party and make an ass of himself.

After me and the host are like old buddy’s, I get back to Courtney, and ask if we are up yet. She tells me one more game. We keep flirting, and it’s getting kind of heavy… when suddenly, BAM, I feel my arm being tugged away. It’s my friend Gina…

Francis: “what the fuck?”

Gina: “you know you can’t hook up with that girl… she is Rachel’s neighbor, Rachel would be pissed.”

Francis: “Dude, I can do whatever I want.”

Gina: “No, that would piss off Rachel… and what about Kelly, aren’t you supposed to be with her??”

Francis: “No I am not… dude, just let me be.”

 

So I go back to Courtney:

“Yeah… I have to be honest with you, I think you are really cool, adorable, and cute… but we’ve just been forbidden by Gina to hook up. So we both have to be on our best behavior tonight.”

 

That playful barrier did nothing but feed the intensity of attraction that had already been growing between the two of us.

 

We play beer pong and loose horribly.

 

After the game, when nobody is looking I go for one of my classic quick kiss closes and say, “quick, nobody is looking” then go in for the kiss.” It worked to perfection, heavy make out session ensues.

 

Within 5 minutes we end up bouncing to a local bar, Lucky’s.  I look around and realize Kasey is nowhere to be seen. There’s a pretty funny story behind what happened to him that night, but I’m not going to get into it right here.

 

Our time tat Lucky’s doesn’t last very long, as I take Courtney to the back of the establishment and proceed to lift up her shirt, and full on hook up with her in the middle of the bar. This lasts about 2 minutes before we get kicked out by the manager.

 

But the timing couldn’t have been better. We catch a ride back home, and about 2 hours of fun in my bed follows. And the next day, something that rarely happens went down, the girl facebooked me after a one night stand. Weird…

Keys to success were:

+ Tons of social proof at the party, I could turn right and left and there'd be a cute guy or cool dude who I knew

+ The barrier of "not supposed to have hooked up with this girl"... girls love barriers

+ Logistics were awesome... I didn't get into it, but she actually had a friend who loved me as well and was not cock-blocking me, but actually helping me work out the logistics of hooking up with the girls

Negatives were:

- My female friends trying to cock-block

- Her facebooking me... that is creepy. I thought it was a clear ONS.

Question from Reader:

Thanks for the reply bro. It definitely helped me see things from a different perspective. I dont mean to leach off you or anything like that but I was hoping you could shed some light for me.

 

Do college girls REALLY want to hook up? When most girls go out, do they "plan" to hookup (I want to get laid) or just "if it happens it happens"?. I know if asked girls won't say "yes, I plan to fuck some dude at a party". In general are college girls pretty selective with who they hook up with? If so, under what context?

Examples: He has to be confident. He has to have connections vs. he just has to be cute. It has to be with someone I know (like simmering gem) in other words absolutely no one night stands vs. i prefer randoms. He has to be a good looking guy, has to have my friends' approval, i'm in college and love to have random hookups, etc.

Do you HAVE to have some jock fitness to pull on regular during weekends? I am a little on the skinny/toned side and 5'5 if that matters..

I would really appreciate any feedback you have. I've read CYC and love what it teaches. However, some of these things that have been in the back of my mind and might be holding me back. I want to get some things straightened out before I go back. I kind of laid it out there with what's been on my mind, you don't have to answer each individual thing and I was hoping any feedback you could share with me; you're seriously changing my life for the better.

-Jake

Hey Jake, good to hear from ya again. You are always welcome to shoot me a question... don't worry about "leeching off of me", I am pretty passionate about teaching this stuff, and it is always inspiring to hear when I'm helping people change their lives for the better. 

You asked first about whether college girls REALLY want to hook up... my answer is a resounding YES, but they want to hook up with the right guy. It is a really, really disempowering limiting belief to think "College girls don't want to hook up" and you are probably going to have to hook up with more than a few before the belief that college girls "REALLY want to hook up" gets ingrained in your mind.

I was asking myself the same questions at the beginning of college, because my game was just awkward at that point… the girls weren't responding to me, and it just seemed like they "didn't want to hook up". Past experiences make up your current belief system, and right now your beliefs are probably leaning towards "College girls do not want to hook up" because of your lack of success with college girls in the past.

 

You may have heard the phrase "perception is reality" before, and it is so true. It means reality and how we see the world is subjective, and how you perceive the world is true for you. When you believe "college girls do not want to hook up" then you are right, THEY DON'T. Not with a guy who thinks like that. ALL of the top 1% of guys getting laid in college have the belief that "College Girls DO want to hook up" and you better believe that it IS truer than truth in their reality.

 

Let me share a quick story with you that started 2 years ago, and ended last night. About 2 years ago, I was pretty good with girls, but not at the level I am today. I was in the phase that you are probably in right now, where hooking up, escalating with girls, etc. was all starting to make a little more sense at a conceptual level, but my positive, strong beliefs weren't set in stone yet.

 

So, after a night on the town, I had been chatting up a girl in my social circle that I had a HUGE crush on named Jacquelyn. She was tall, brown hair, great body, amazing "good girl" eyes, conservatively dressed, soft spoken, and one of the top students in her class. I gamed this girl by the book... Literally did EVERYTHING right. I built enough value, got an extremely flirtatious vibe, isolated her at the bar we were at, told her I had a bottle of wine back at the house, and ended up taking her back to my apartment under the pretenses of having a few more drinks of wine. 

 

When we get back to the apartment, limiting beliefs start POURING in my head. Thoughts like "She is too much of a nice girl for this".... "This girl is different, she doesn't like hooking up"... "This girl is not the one-night-stand sort of girl, she probably only sleeps with guys who she is dating." And you want to know what happened? I FUCKED it up. I poured her a glass of wine, and sat next to her on the couch for 30 minutes talking to her about her life and fair trade coffee. After about a half hour (I'm surprised she lasted that long), the inevitable "uhhhh, well it's getting late, I think I should get going" came out of her mouth, we exchanged numbers, and she left.

 

The next day, my friend Rachel, who is also friends with Jacquelyn and had been hanging out with us the evening before, called me and said, "Francis... what the hell? I heard you didn't hook up with Jacquelyn?" A little bit embarrassed I responded, "Rachel, I didn't think Jacquelyn was that type of girl..."(as if being a sexually open-minded girl was a bad thing). I didn't want to believe it, but it kind of hit me... I failed to pull the trigger. I let my limiting beliefs get the best of me, and left an awesome opportunity for both Jacquelyn and I to have an amazing night on the table.

 

Over the past few years I have remained good friends with Rachel and "good girl" Jacquelyn's social circle. We've hung out many times, and as my game has gotten better, I've made out with Jacquelyn about 3-4 times at the bars, but the awkward first experience has made her hesitant to actually go home with me - and I don't blame her... I wouldn't want to go home with me if all I was going to get was a glass of wine and awkward conversation.

 

So last night, I was "pre-gaming" at Jacquelyn's apartment with her and her 4 roommates. I wasn't really trying to game any of them, but I just love rolling to the bar with like 5 hot girls (it does wonders for social proof). And as usually happens after a few drinks, I started turning the conversation sexual with them. I ask one of them, "So, what's the craziest place you've ever had sex"... the girl responded "hmmm, I'd have to say the under the bleachers of our football stadium". Another girl gave her answer, and then I turn to Jacquelyn, "So what about you... craziest place you've ever done it." She responds, "Oh god... I don't know. It's hard to choose. Probably in the bathroom at a party with this random guy, but that's happened a few times." Naturally I prodded her a bit more, and she told me about three or four CRAZY hook-ups she's had in the past. I was pretty amazed; this girl was not even close to the "good girl" I originally pegged her as.

 

So the morale of the story is YES, most college girls do want to hook up. They just want to make sure it’s with a guy who understands that they are just as horny as college guys. Sometimes the girls you would swear were "good girls" turn out to be the most sexually adventurous. Go out, put what you are learning into action, and build some experiences, and soon you'll KNOW that college girls want to hook up. The belief will be just as hard-wired in your brain as it is in mine. And once you have that belief your whole reality changes, and things with girls get a bit, shall we say, easier.

 

The second part of your question is a bit jumbled; I think it's dealing with what college girls find attractive, and whether they plan on 'hooking up' before they go out.

 

OK... so all women are attracted to value. And value is relative. This means that what one girl finds attractive, another girl might not. Different girls value different attributes. You mentioned fitness, confidence, the ability to make good connections, and looks. These are all forms of value, and certain girls will be more attracted to different forms of value.

 

Example: My good friend Diana ONLY hooks up with athletes. If you are not a Division I football or basketball player, you probably have no shot at this girl. My other friend Shirley loves hippy guys… if you are a chill guy who smokes a lot of weed; you’ve scored a ton of value points with her. These girls are on the outer edges of the spectrum though, most girls are not as stubborn about things like how toned you are, if you are on the football team or not, how many drugs you do, etc.

 

Because value is all about perception and is relative, all girls will have these little things that they find more attractive, that other girls might not. This is called SPECIFIC value.

 

Luckily, there are some things that are UNIVERSALLY valuable to all girls. For example, confidence, charisma, leadership, ambition, protecting one’s own, being dominant, masculine and independent are ALL forms of universal value. The 4 traits of the 20% man that Mark Redman talked about in the Conquer your Campus e-book all fit in this category as well. Having your “universally valuable” traits down is by far the most important thing to concentrate on in regards to value. Your cool “specific value” traits that she may be attracted to are just sprinkles on the delicious cupcake that is you (ok, so that metaphor was a little weird).

 

You mentioned looks, and being “toned” a few times, which leads me to believe that you might slightly overvalue the role that looks plays in getting girls. Being in good shape helps (I’m getting my license to be a personal trainer, I should know), but compared to the universal value traits mentioned above… looks are not that important. One of my best friends is VERY overweight, but he has such a dominant, funny, playful personality that he gets more girls than 95% of the guys on my campus, and really hot ones too. I have another friend who is about your height who is not particularly good looking. We call him “the make-out king” because he has made out with more girls than any dude I know. So, NO, you don’t have jock fitness to pull regularly on the weekends.

 

OK, last part of your question… do girls “plan” to hookup before they go out.

 

I know several, very sexually open girls who say things like “God, I need to get laid tonight” when we are pre-gaming. I think there is a contingent of girls at every bar/party that you go to that are out looking to get laid by the guy at all costs by the guy who she is talking to who has the most value and says the least amount of stupid shit. These girls are awesome. Sometimes you find one, know her agenda, and things are just too easy from that point on.

 

But most girls are not openly looking to get laid when they go out. They want the right guy, who provides them with the most positive emotions, to just sweep them up in the moment. Then she wants to wake up the next morning, and when her friends ask about it, she wants to say, “It just happened.”

 

With most of society shunning girls who they deem “slutty”, girls have to be very careful to not appear as “sluts”. That’s part of the reason why as a man, you have to lead the interaction, because if SHE were the one escalating she would look “slutty”. That’s why she gives you token resistance, and puts you through shit tests, and sometimes puts up every possible barrier before sleeping with you, she wants to alleviate herself from ANY responsibility for the sexual encounter. As a guy it has to be “your fault” (in the best possible way) that things moved along so fast (quick reminder… “NO” means “NO”, and is not “token resistance I talked about). Because if it was her fault, what would her friends think? And that’s why, like you said, most girls would not answer “yes” to the question “are you planning on hooking up tonight”… but deep down, they are just waiting for you to sweep them off their feet.

 

Cheers,

 

Francis

Have you ever experienced a girl who is giving you all the right signals and indicators of interest one night? You go home and think “damnnnnn, this girl sweats me, I can’t wait to hang out with her again!” Then the next time you meet… BAM… she is colder than an iceberg breaking off the Antarctic Circle. Frustrated, you think to yourself… “what the hell went wrong?”

Well, the good news is most of the time it has NOTHING to do with you. It could be the situation you guys are in (i.e. what bar or party you are at), the stuff going on around her, her emotional state, or a myriad of other factors. Let’s face it, she’s a girl, and they think differently than us guys… on a much more emotional level.

You see, a male’s attraction to a woman is very stable. If she is hot… you want to hook up with her. If she says the wrong thing, and makes an ass out of herself… you still want to hook up with her, because heck, she’s a hotty. Our attraction to her stays fairly constant.

With females it’s quite different. Their attraction to specific males is not nearly as stable as our attraction to females is. In fact, it fluctuates quite often. As mentioned above, this can be for reasons that have NOTHING to do with you, such as her mood, her friend’s mood, even what time of the month it is. There’s tons of scientific basis for this, which I won’t get into in this post, for lack of time. All you need to know is that if you see a girl out 5 times in the next 2 months, she is more than likely going to have a very different level of attraction for you each time.

I’m going to get even more specific. Imagine a girl’s attraction for you on a scale of 1-10. 1 being she is disgusted by you. 5 being she is slightly attracted to you, or at least has the potential to be attracted to you, but she is not ready to be physically escalated on. When she’s at a 10 she is so uncontrollably attracted to you that she is almost ready to rip your clothes off. And we’ll define the point at which you can easily physically and emotionally escalate with a girl as a 7.5 or so. These are just numbers to illustrate a point, so don’t take them too seriously when your out talking to girls. Once you get good enough your instincts will take over, and these numbers will be meaningless.

When you’re going out consistently, interacting with tons of girls (and making a good impression on them), and have built a solid group of guy and girl friends, you will reach a point where you have a lot of girls that are, what I like to call “simmering”, or fluctuating around the levels of 5-8 in the aforementioned scale.

If your social circle game is tight, you will have handfuls of girls that are simmering. This means you can have anywhere from several to hundreds of girls (depending on how wide your social circle is) that, under the right circumstances you could sleep with/hook up with/develop a relationship with/etc. You can even start following this advice when you only have 1 girl who is simmering… you are going to treat her like she is one of many.

I want to tell you a quick story that happened to me a few weeks ago before I continue. There is a girl that I had seen out at my favorite bar, Rocky’s, dozens of times before. She has seen me rocking out there, having an absolute blast with my friends, and basically being the center of attention on multiple occasions. So naturally, she views me as a high value guy.

This girl, who I will call “Theresa”, and myself had flirted on multiple occasions. But it seemed that every night, something would keep me from escalating properly. One night, her friend had a personal emergency, another night she simply wasn’t that interested in me, and another night she even came to the bar with a basketball player on her arm.

In each of these occasions, I treated her the same. I was fun, flirtatious, and high value, but I NEVER escalated too far. I knew she was “simmering”, and that my time would come (and if it didn’t, who cares, I had 10 other girls in the bar who were also simmering). When she wasn’t too interested in me one night, I would simply turn to my other friends and have as much fun as possible, not as a tactic to make her jealous… but simply because I like having hella fun whenever I go out.

One night, about a month after she had been completely cold to me, SHE approached ME (I know, it’s supposed to be the other way around, right?). Mildly surprised, I turned to her and said, “Hey, what’s up?” Theresa stuttered, “Hey… I just wanted to say hi. How are you doing?” She was visibly nervous, and pretty awkward at first. But I cut her some slack… after all, I know how nerve-racking it can be approaching a hot member of the opposite sex.

Long story short, her attraction towards me that night was about a 9 out of 10 on my scale. So naturally, I did what was best for both of us, and took her home with me. We’ve enjoyed several nights in each other’s company since then, and all of them have been awesome.

What’s the moral of the story? Well, especially in college, there are going to be a lot of girls that are “simmering” towards you. Hopefully you can be fortunate and dedicated enough to make the number of girls who are “simmering” towards you grow steadily higher, because it really creates a snowball effect. And with these girls, sometimes the best course of action is pretty counterintuitive.

Most “pick up gurus” recommend that when a girl shows any interest in you, you need to escalate, plow, and be as persistent as possible. This advice isn’t that bad when meeting random girls in bars whom you will probably never see again. But in college, that behavior is a sure-fire technique to get labeled as a “creeper”.

Instead of escalating with every girl that is flirtatious right away, keep a stockpile of girls that are “simmering”. When you have tons of girls in this category, you will literally be able to pick and choose which one you want to take home some nights. And their social proof doesn’t hurt if you are into cold-approaching girls you don’t know at the bar .

Take advantage of the fact that a female’s attraction towards you will fluctuate. Be sure to escalate when she is higher than a “7” on my fancy little scale. Because if you escalate when she is a “5” and fail, you may very well be robbing yourself of a later opportunity to take things further with that girl, and nobody wants that.

Also be mindful of the fact that if a girl is high enough on my scale, it is to both of your benefits to escalate when the buying temperature is soaring. If you hesitate, if you don’t act like a man, or if don’t lead the interaction into blissful and sexy places then you may be missing an opportunity that will make both of your nights that much more awesome.

As always, don’t hesitate to shoot me any questions at Francis@CampusCasanova.com

Cheers,

Francis

About two months ago we rounded up a rowdy group of kids from our school and went down to Panama City Beach, FL for Spring Break. A great thing I would recommend doing if you plan on taking a classic “College” Spring Break is  to organize your trip and invite tons of kids you don’t necessarily know that well to come. Although I wasn’t the guy who organized everything this year, going with a huge group of kids from my school expanded my social circle much more than I was expecting (even if my number one goal was to hook up with tons of hotties from other schools). I met tons of legit guys, and cute girls from my school that I didn’t even know I existed.

Some of my friends and roommates drove down to PCB, but I decided to take a bus with a female friend who goes to my school, Sarah, and her 3 hot friends that also attend my school, but whom I barely knew. One of them, who I’ll call ChristyHotBitch, I had met once before at the bars. Sarah had introduced us a few months earlier and she was a complete bitch to me when I first tried talking to her… even though that would all change after this week. Nonetheless, I pretty much ignored her the whole 20-hour bus ride down and hit on her hot friends.

Now, I can’t possibly write a post about my entire spring break for two reasons: 1) It would take like 50 pages, and 2) I don’t remember a good portion of it (I probably took a good year off the life of my liver with the drinking I did that week). But I’ll give you a little synopsis…

My two roommates were my good friend Pat and my good female friend Allie. They were both awesome, especially Allie, who one day when I was passed out in my hotel bed brought me a cute girl I had been hitting on all day and pretty much made the hook-up happen. Apparently the girl had been trying to hint that she wanted me all day, and I was too drunk to notice. I ended up taking a nap, but was awoken when Allie came into my room with a ‘surprise’ for me. I didn’t end up taking my full nap… but I wasn’t unhappy with the alternative.

The daily routine started by waking up around 11am, and buying a lot of liquor. I would usually buy a 1.75 liter bottle of the cheapest vodka, and some good soda to chase it with (I would always try to convince all the girls I met on the beach that it was the most expensive bottle in the liquor store). After we were supplied with alchy, we’d hit up the beach and go absolutely wild. Some of our best friends were staying in the hotel next to us… and these kids... well let’s just say that if you could find me a group of 5 kids more rowdy than them, I would be very, very surprised.

There were kids from a lot of rival sports schools, so we would yell our fight songs as we frolicked across the beach. Dizzy bat and beer pong were the two drinking games of choice. Here’s a pick of me and a random girl I met playing beer pong. The game got a little hot… I’m not sure if our opponents appreciated our PDAs…

 

Yeah... that's a Holy Bible in my hand. Don't ask...

My pick up line of choice during the day was very simple, and stolen from my rowdy friends (who are coincidentally, some of the biggest pimps I’ve ever met).

Francis: “Hey, what school are you girls from?”

Girls: they say their school

Francis: “Booooooooo!”… my friends would usually join me in booing them here.

Surprisingly, although there were a few bitchy responses, and some girls that just walked away… the vast majority of hotties would start qualifying their school, saying how they partied so hard, etc. etc.

Here’s where I’d transition,

Francis: “Nah… whatever, whatever… you girls are cute and seem kinda cool at first glance, but… I heard girls from your school can’t drink…”

This would cause the girls to all want to drink with us. The only problem for them was that once they started convincing me they could party so hard, drink so much, and were trying to convince me to drink from my bottle, I would tell them my very strict rule.

Francis: “All right, all right, I guess you guys can drink a shot of my fine alcohol. But there’s one rule… you have to do the shot my way. It’s how we do shots at our school. You have to make out with me first, and then turn around, lean against me and I’ll pour the drink into your mouth and give you chaser.” (I minimized the ‘making out’ part and emphasized them turning around and doing a shot in a very awkward position).

Then I’d just go for this kiss. Sometimes they’d say no, sometimes I had to be very persistent… but I made out with a good 40 girls during the daytime on the beach. Not all of those were converted to lays, but I was doing it for a much more important reason… because it was fun as hell. The thing you have to realize about spring break is your not going to see 99% of these girls ever again, so you have no excuse to not be absolutely wild with them.

The awesome daytimes was topped off by a ridiculously fun nightlife. Cover charges were very high, but the clubs were worth it. Maybe next year I’ll write a guide for dominating the clubs in spring break, but let’s just say that my hotel bed was christened many-a-time with girls I met in the clubs down in PCB.

Now let’s fast forward to the last day of spring break. My two roomates Pat and Allie had left the day before because they had to drive home, while I had my bus to catch the next day. So basically I got an extra night of partying in. I decided to ditch the girl who I had “married” on the beach the night before (long story…) for my friend Sarah and her cute friends, because I had not seen them all break (they were staying at a hotel that was very far away from mine). I was pleasantly surprised to see a group of about 25 kids who I didn’t know from my school who all seemed very rowdy.

Now I’m not going to lie to you and say that my memory of this day was very clear – it wasn’t, so I’ll just tell you what I heard from third parties. I ended up making out with about 6 of the group of girls from my school that I didn’t know… mostly not because of my skill with women, but because of my refusal to share my vodka with them if they did not make out with me. I also ended up hooking up (but not having sex with) ChristyHotBitch, who I would be riding home with on the bus the next day.

I woke up the next morning and frantically got my shit together, and somehow was able to catch my bus on time. Luckily the momentum from me and ChristyHotBitch’s hot day on the beach the day before carried over, and we were all over each other during the bus ride home. We watched a movie together, snuggled, and made out… cute, I know.

It actually took me 3 or 4 more times of hanging out with ChrissyHotBitch back home to escalate to sex, but it was totally worth it. First impressions can be shit… because it turns out the “bitch” was actually a cool girl who I had a lot of fun hanging out with.

 

Cheers,

Francis

Hey guys.

 

It’s been a long semester. My computer broke about 3 months ago, my grades have had to be all A’s in order to qualify for a business certificate program I’m trying to get in to, and obviously I’ve had to fit in 3-4 nights of absolute mayhem every weekend.

 

But, there is good news. It’s FUCKIN SUMMER!! And it’s going to be a sick one. I’m headed to NYC to visit some friends including Nick and Christian from The Social Man next month and I’ll be speaking at the 21 Convention in Orlando this July. Mix that in with my Personal Trainer Certification training, training for competitive boxing, writing in this blog for you guys, (yuppp, believe it or not, I’m actually going to keep this thing updated) and partying 6 nights a week, and this should be one productive ass summer.

 

So, here’s the plan. Starting in the next day or two, I’m going to post a few stories that have happened in the last several months while I have been MIA. They all end in me fornicating with fine young college girls. I may or may not have been a bit of an ass in one or two of them… but, it happens. I’ll break down exactly how shit went down, and exactly what you can learn from them.  That’s phase one.

 

When I get done with my stories, which should be more than mildly entertaining to read, I’m going to get into more specific posts about getting laid in college. I’ll cover topics from “How to meet, attract, and seduce girls in class,” to “How to cold approach women in college,” and much, much more. That’s phase two.

 

That should give you more than enough content to chew on until I speak in Orlando at the end of July. The 21 Convention in Orlando is going to be a really epic event, so you guys better do your best to be there. I’m going to make a big announcement during my presentation at the convention, so only those who attend the convention will get the inside scoop on that one. Oh, and if you sign up for the convention using this link, then e-mail me and confirm, I’ll take you under my wing for a night in Orlando, and teach you all my secrets one on one… for FREE. No, that’s not a joke.

Cheers,

Francis

“Because it is so typically in our best interests to be consistent, we easily fall into the habit of being automatically so, even in situations where it is not the sensible way to be. When it occurs unthinkingly, consistency can be disastrous. Nonetheless, even blind consistency has its attractions.”

 

-Robert B. Cialdini, PH.D

 

“Various studies show that if prior to asking a favor, you can get a person to make a statement that is consistent with granting your request, you’re likely to get a change of attitude and then her compliance. What you want to do is have her agree to an idea or a way of thinking that will neutralize her own objection... This tactic is so highly effective because human beings have a strong need to be congruous with their attitudes, beliefs, and actions.”

 

-David J. Lieberman, PH.D

 

 

As evidenced by these two experts on persuasion, humans have a strong tendency to act consistently with their sense of self and previous statements. You’ll see how this applies to seduction, and particularly complimenting girls, in just a bit.

 

I’ve been asked this questions many a time; “I heard that you shouldn’t compliment girls, instead you should try to bring them down a notch. Should I be complimenting girls?” Of course you should be! Then I get “Well, how should I compliment girls without being creepy or weird?” I’ll get into that during this post.

 

With the popularity of Neil Strauss’ The Game and VH1’s The Pickup Artist the idea of the “neg” – making an ambiguous or negative statement to an individual in order to induce certain reactions – has brought forth the misconception that in order to seduce a woman you must bring down her ego, and never compliment her. This is simply not true.

 

Giving women some validation, and making them feel good about themselves will never hurt your game. In fact, one could argue that the simple “compliment” is Seduction’s oldest and most forgotten technique. The problem that has arisen is that women have become socially attuned to the compliment’s effectiveness. They have had so many guys come up to them with compliments that are not genuine that they are immediately skeptical of any compliment’s validity.

 

So one of the keys in complimenting a woman is to be genuine in what you say. No tricks or manipulation techniques here… the best way to compliment a woman is to actually mean it. You would be surprised how good women are at sniffing out a compliment that is not genuine.

 

I went through a phase in my “game” where I was getting laid a lot – but by a certain type of woman who bought my bullshit. The “quality” girls were getting away from me because everything I said to them was “game” and my compliments weren’t genuine. The “phony” girls would buy my bullshit, and immediately be attracted to my phony persona. Needless to say this led to many unhealthy relationships.

 

In order to genuinely compliment a girl about qualities you like about her, you must know what you want in a girl. What qualities do you really enjoy being around? Our friend David the Asian Rake has a great post about this whole subject here, which I would highly recommend reading. He explains the whole concept in full detail, but I’ll give you my version of it.

 

I, like David, have 2 sets of qualities for girls I like; one set for good girls and one set for bad girls. Most girls tend to be somewhere in between, but if a girl has all my “bad girl” characteristics, she will most likely be one-night-stand/fuck-buddy material, and if she had all my “good-girl” characteristics she may be girlfriend material.

 

Here is my list. Feel free to borrow qualities from mine when making your own, but make sure your list is unique to you.

 

Bad Girl Characteristics: Spontaneous, Fun, Open-Minded, Non-Jealous, Adventurous, Independent, and Expressive

 

Good Girl Characteristics: Caring, “Chill” (someone I could just relax around), loyal, sweet, understanding, generous, positive person, considerate, reliable, ambitious

 

Once you have this list, and you notice a girl that you are attracted to displaying one of these qualities, reward her by complimenting her with it.

 

For example, I recently had a fling with a very cute, very outgoing and fun chick that was leaving the country in several weeks. When we were hanging out at a bar, I told her, “You know what I like about you? You are so darn adventurous! I feel like I could just start my night hanging out with you, have no plans whatsoever, and by the end of the night we would have completed like 8 crazy adventures and had some crazy stories to tell,” I later proceeded to tell her, “Let’s go on an adventure… I got an idea, let’s try to convince that lady with the flowers that we are married, and get some free flowers from her.” We proceeded to have our adventure, it strengthened our bond, and the end of the night ended very well.

 

The verbal structure I prefer is the simple,

1)     “You know what I like about you?”

2)     “You are so darn (characteristic you like about her)_.”

3)     “I feel like (explain what is awesome about this quality in her).”

 

This does 3 things in each part of the structure

1)     Peeks her interest, creates curiosity and intrigue with the question. Anytime someone here’s “you know what I like about you?” they will instantly be interested.

2)     Validates her with a compliment about a positive quality she has that you value

3)     Provides a rationalization to your compliment in a fun and playful way. The “reason” for your compliment is important because it shows you don’t have an ulterior motive, and just genuinely appreciate a characteristic about her. “I feel like” is also a nice little touch, because we know how girls love “feelings”, and this just opens up her emotional side.

 

You could come up with something for all of your characteristics, like “You know what I like about you? You are so darn considerate. I feel like if I was ever feeling down or low, I could just call you up and you would say the sweetest, most considerate thing to me, and I would feel better right away.”

 

When combining the skill of complimenting a girl on certain characteristics with the Psychological principles above, it is clear that we could make things a little, dare I say… easier when bringing a girl home. Likewise you can also mold “girlfriend material” girls to have traits that you value.

 

Let’s say you’re at a house party and meet a cutie who is pretty talkative and social. She clearly is extroverted and makes her opinion known. After she disagrees with you on something, you say… “You know what I like about you? You’re so independent. Most girls tend to always agree with me, but I think that’s boring. I feel like we could have a full-on debate and have a blast. Does it drive your friends crazy when you disagree with them or are they just used to it?”

 

Her response to this could be that it does drive her friends crazy, or that she is not that disagreeable. Either way she is qualifying herself to you, which puts you in the role of the selector, which as we talked about last post, is always a good thing.

 

Notice how we transition from a conversation that could be combative, her disagreeing with you on some issue, to something all girls love to talk about 100 times more… themselves. Most unenlightened college boys would simply get in an argument about whatever issue you were talking about with her at this point. Instead, you are acknowledging that you disagree, complimenting her, and moving to a far more interesting conversation topic.

 

Now, after a few hours, the night is coming to an end, and over the period of the night you have upped the ante. As she has displayed more and more “independent” traits, you have sexualized it. Comments like, “Wow you are so independent, that is so sexy, you need to stop that or we’re going to get in trouble,” are money. As David Lieberman would say, she is becoming more congruent with her identity as an independent woman, an identity that she enjoys because you have given her some validation for it.

 

But wait… she’s with friends. You dropped that you are going back to your pad for the after-party and she should come with, and she has told you that she wants to come, but her 3 roommates come up to her and say “Hey, we’re all going home in a few minutes, get ready.” Normally, when a girl’s social group makes a decision to leave, they are all leaving. But not this girl, you see, over the past few hours she has taken on the identity of a very independent woman who makes her own decisions, and again, her actions are going to be congruent with this identity. So she tells her friends, “I’m actually going to A-Bar with him, I’ll catch up with you guys in a few hours.” Bamm… their objection has been neutralized.

 

All my “bad girl traits” will help neutralize some objections when used properly. Compliment a girl on being spontaneous, and it won’t be a big deal that she randomly ended up at your place. Compliment a girl on being fun, make out with her later in the night, then say “that was fun,” and escalation will be a cinch. Compliment a girl on being open-minded, and when you want to try something really freaky with her sexually there will be no objection. The list goes on…

 

And if a girl looks like she could be “girlfriend material” compliment her on “good girl traits”, sometimes even before they have manifested themselves fully, and you will be amazed and how fast they do manifest themselves, and she adopts them into her identity.

 

The fact is that people have the need to be congruent with their identities. And if you project a certain identity on them and give them validation for it through compliments, they will start to grow into that identity.

 

Use this info wisely, and don’t forget… it’s ok to compliment girls. Just make sure you do it right.

 

Oh… and definitely don’t forget to check out David’s post. It really compliments this post well.

 

Cheers,

 

Francis