i'm heading to a business meeting in nyc feeling great, looking sharp and clean. fresh shave, cool shades, knit cap, pressed pants down to designer sporty business shoes. i also carried a change of clothing in a major retailer bag that gave some girls the idea that I had just finished shopping. I wasn't peacocking, i do choose to attract hot women with class and dislike dumb chicks who request to be impressed. i decided to take the train being it was the fastest route to the office. after i found an open seat, sitting directly across from me was an hb10. She held her head high with an air of quality the entire trip. Her face was chiseled perfectly like a statue no blemishes strictly model material. Her long thick hair danced down her back like a prized horse. Her rosy cheeks and juicy curvy lips would have made any afc go limp or mentally flat line. Yet in still, she wasn't my type.
For fifteen minutes straight she positioned her head on a tilted angle almost looking in my direction. There was a lot of eye blinking and foot rocking in my direction but she wouldn't look directly at me. She was using her peripherals and so was i. She is an hb10 who uses the subtle i.o.i but i deciphered her code. I even used a secret physical questioning method to be sure she was interested. while I was laughing and texting away in my phone with girl - friends she sensed I was having a good time. I had her attention, I could have her and I knew it. But yet in still, she wasn't my type.
I was bored, she was hot, i understood my odds in the pua numbers game and for some reason I needed to run a daily self test of the size of my balls. we were in a completely silent room of strangers and i needed to check that my game was streamlined and tight enough to handle this kind of pressure up against an hb10. I love rejection from an hb10 in a full room of strangers. It adds experience, stripes and also it is a success, not failure in my eyes. And of course attraction from an hb10 in the type of set is a five star win.
I stood up and softly approached her with a situational question. she looked up deeply into my eyes and held on to my question to make the moment last. it was obvious from the first question that she was waiting for me and wanted me to stick around. i asked a second question and she giggled and smiled. next i handed her my card and she asked questions about what I do. from there she started to ask me questions about my line of business and where I was headed. she controlled this part of the conversation asking lots of questions indicating interest. I asked for her phone and dialed my number. When my stop came she mentioned that I was going in her direction and that I should follow her. we left together and she asked me which way should we go to our destination. i teased her about physical traits in a nice way and she laughed. she explained her living situation and i was shocked that she was a business owner and owned a home at such a young age. i teased her about most likely being a stripper. she laughed. but whole-heartedly defended them. so i teased again and she laughed.
I waited for her to pay for tickets in the next terminal then she turned around to wait on me after she went thru the gate. we were standing close together on the next ride and i asked what she was doing later today. she said she was doing something that wasn’t congruent with what she said that she does for business. i smiled and said so you’re a stripper, bisexual and a little liar. she smiled and said "oh so you think i'm really a stripper, bisexual and you don’t believe a word i tell you." next i leaned in and whispered you smell awesome what are you wearing. she looked at me and her eyes were on fire. she didn’t miss a beat when she told me what she was wearing staring deep into my eyes.
Heres where it gets weird..... i mention that we should meet at a comfy coffee shop in the city later today and she says well it sounds great but i’m going to be with my boyfriend. BONG!
(in nyc normally all girls say they have a boyfriend to make a challenge and have this on autopilot to reject at least twenty creeps per day.) i have experienced this many times over when the chick really does not have a boyfriend... i did ask how long,, she says two years, i say its puppy love and show her a photo of my model ex sticking her tongue down my throat just in case she’s using me for attention. i then said this is when its real. you really don’t know a person until seven years. Her face was blank but I could feel her thinking. in nyc aggressive pua win and quiet subtle pua lose. nyc women view the aggressive as strong or higher status. i lost many beautiful pickups by playing to cool or too soft in this zone.
When my final stop came I asked if she was sure about meeting later because it was meant for us to meet that day. Her response was there’s a thing about guys in your zodiac, they don’t have any respect. you call me a stripper, bisexual and my relationship puppy love. she’s says all this with a smile. My response was .. "was this all for my attention?" and she looked surprised with a believable "no not at all". so i go well you will be ok and we will work it out.. talk to you soon bye bye
Four hours later I texted her "Ding Dongs Ringing Your Bell" and she says "Don’t text or call me"
I sent a second text stating that we should meet for tea to share business resources. I also mentioned to laugh more because i enjoy girls with a sense of humor. but she didn't respond....
I could use advice from someone here with experience. Is this HB10 sh1t testing or serious? Does she want me to break her will with another cocky funny text on a different day or is she not interested?