Flashback: Cock-Blocked By Her Fiance + A Bit On Men Who Are Cocky


I just happened to log into IMO Messenger after many months and was just browsing some old chats between past girls and me.

This chick here is a newly-wed whom I’d picked up while she was working at a bakery/restaurant over 3 years ago.

Later that night, she invited me back to her workplace where we made out, got hot and heavy, etc, but her fiancรฉ walked in on us (thank goodness we weren’t making out at that moment).

It was a nice little escapade while it lasted before her fiancรฉ got her to quit the job because he felt threatened by me coming around her workplace.

By the way, this also dovetails off of the theme which I’ve been pushing lately, that there’s no reason to hide from women that you’re a PUA or someone who’s into picking up lots of women.

This chick very much knew apparently that I’m a PUA. In fact, as you would’ve imagined; she had no clue what a pickup artist was. So I had to break it down for her.

To the average guy’s mind: this is a NO NO: “You don’t tell women that you’re a pickup artist! That’s like an instant rejection”!

However, this is never the case. Women love the idea of a man who operates as though he can get any woman he desires! Hence the reason she said that about me in the chat above.

Cockiness is NOT a turn off!

That is 1 of the biggest and most bullshit myths in the dating world: that women hate cocky men!

Quite the opposite: women LOVE men who are cocky and sure of themselves!

Where did this myth originated (women hate cocky men)?

I have no clue!

Let’s look at it this way just to simplify this, and to debunk the myth once and for all: male celebrities, icons and the ones we idolize! They are cocky as fuck!

Michael Jordan was a cocky muthafucka on the basketball court! And he’s beloved and deified by every basketball pundit and fan!

Look at any pro-wrestling star: cockiness is their charm!

Floyd Mayweather in the pro-boxing arena: a cocky-ass muthafucka who went by the moniker, “Pretty Boy”, and now “Money May”! You can’t get anymore cocky than that!

I mean, this can be said for any celeb, no matter the genre, straight down the line! Cockiness goes hand-in-hand with stardom, recognition and getting laid.

Thus, cocky works! Cocky attracts women [no pun intended]!

A cocky guy who doesn’t get laid, what hampers his chances, is the fact that he talks it and not walks it through actions.

I never tell girls that I can get any woman I want. Yet, they all assume this is true because of the way I carry myself [hence the “walk”/action].

Talking cockily turns women off. Acting cockily acts as a DHV (Demonstration of Higher Value).

It’s like saying that you have a million dollars in the bank, compared to actually pulling the million dollars out from beneath your hidden cavern in the basement, and presenting it to the naysayers.

Cockiness works the same way: talking big alone may not cut it. Acting big, will likely cut it [action alone, or talk along with action].

Two Nights Of Cock-Blockery: Brit Girl Field Report


Thursday nights are usually the beginning of the weekend for me.

I party and night game from Thursday-Sunday. This has been a customary trend of mines for over 12 years now.

I’ve been going out literally every weekend (from Thursday) for the last 13 years: sick, injured, thunderstorm, doesn’t matter, Kenny must hit the bar or club.

Anyway, so the British chick whom I’d picked up some days ago but didn’t get to Day2 with because of other plans on my part, we loosely agreed to meet up Thursday night @ a designated karaoke joint.

I got there early as usual, doing my usual stuff, chatting with loads of women.

I happened to look across the street and spotted the Brit chick surrounded by a pack of other females.

“Dammit”, I said to myself!

I then knew that I was potentially in for some troubleshooting since there are external obstacles in the mix.

Long story short, the Thursday night ended just as I expected: her girlfriends cock-blocked me when I tried to pull around 3:30 AM.

Fast forward to last night: Friday night, I hit her up.

[My texts in green]

I hit back up the same bar which I went to the Thursday night. This was about 7:30 PM (I go out early).

She hits me up after 11 PM that she was on her way…but with her GF’s. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

I was livid again!

“Can’t believe this! Two night in a frikkin’ row”!

Here’s the thing too: women hardly ever got out alone. So always expect this to happen whenever gaming girls during nightlife settings.

We managed to meet and chitchat and flirted some. But at every turn, her friends would snatch her away or convince her to go dance.

By all means I did befriend the friends. But it wasn’t solid enough to have an impact.

Long story short: I end up not seeing her for much of the night since I was gaming other girls.

I eventually picked up some chick whom I was caressing the entire night.

I tried to take her home but she freaked out when we got half way.

I texted her the next morning (this morning).

[My texts in green]

Anyway, if you don’t know the story behind how I met this Brit chick, then scroll back a few posts from days ago.

Friday Night Field Report: Cock-Blocked By NYC Girl’s Boyfriend While She Tried To Ditch Him…Part II


Fresh off the heels of meeting up with NYC HB, during the chat we had while on her porch, we somewhat agreed on meeting up @ a certain nightclub later that night (yesterday).

She wasn’t quite sure how it would turn out because her boyfriend kinda wanted to go with her to the club, or stay home altogether.

I didn’t put much stock into it at all, so I went to the club with the intention to just have fun and try to pull otherwise…if anything.

Me outside the club


Lo and behold while standing outside the venue, I spotted a familiar face walking towards me. At the same instance, I get a message via messenger from NYC girl.


We embraced and shared a grand laugh at the coincidence of having run into each other right at the moment I received her message saying she’s on her way to the Lime nightclub.

Apparently, she had evaded her boyfriend, and she told me that he decided not to accompany her.

Great news for both of us!

Since I wasn’t ready to enter the club, the girl decided to go alone while we agreed to meet up in a bit inside.

My phone was literally running on 1%, so I became panicky: “If the phone dies on me now, I may not have any mean of communicating with NYC HB”.

I at least wanted to be able to contact her in the event I lose her in the crowd of the club. I also wanted means of texting her for logistical purposes.

What was I going to do then with my phone on 1%?

Take a cab home, charge up my phone a bit, then head back to the club.

I felt it was the wiser decision than to work with a dead phone.

I got home after 12 AM this morning. Put the phone to charge while I anxiously waited to at least have 12% of battery life to work with.

After a while, perhaps just after 1 AM, my phone had about 15% charge, so I plugged it out and decided that 15% would suffice for the remainder of the night.

I made my way back to the nightclub and got there about 1:30 am.

Paid my entree fee and went in search of NYC HB.

As I hit the bar area, I spotted her leaned up on the bar counter chatting to some guy.

I immediately approached the 2 set. Before I barged right in, I wanted to confirm whether he the boyfriend or just some random club dude chatting her up. So I stood near enough to overhear their conversation in spite of the loud music.

“Damn!!! It is the boyfriend”!!!

“I though this fucker wasn’t going to show up”!

The BF was situated to her left, and there was a slot barely open to the right side of the girl…so I filled it in just to be close to NYC chick ๐Ÿ˜‰ .

We never really acknowledged each other since the BF was right there.

That’s how I wanted it: pretend as though we don’t know each other, in order to not arise any suspicion from the BF.

Anyway, so we essentially had the girl sandwiched between us (the BF and me): BF to her immediate left, and I on her immediate right.

What was I try to accomplish here? To flirt with her right under the nose of her boyfriend.

Since the club was significantly darkened, I took her fingers and began stroking them while her BF chatted with her. From his vantage point, he obviously couldn’t see what I was doing.

Here’s the thing dude: women love this sort of risky shit! It is their oxygen! They love to live dangerously on the fucking edge! It is adventurous!

For the most part, she was facing the BF (to the left) and pretending to listen to him talking while I caressed her right elbow, stroked it, and ran my fingers sensually across her entire hand from finger tips to shoulder blade.

At some points, I also purposely pinched her on the arm while I caressed her, just to get her to smile or react…knowing she cannot make it too obvious since the BF is right there. ๐Ÿ‘ฟ

I was really enjoying the secret escapade and I know she was too!

I took things up a notch but rubbing and running my hands up and down her thighs as she had on a short and tight skirt thing.

At no point was she objecting physically to any of this.

She never removed my hand, knocked it off, etc.

I pinched her thighs, tugged on her skirt, rested my hand on the small of her back while gently running my hand down her buttocks…all while she’s in conversation with her boyfriend.

At 1 point while the BF looked away, I threw my left arm across her neck and shoulders just to heighten the danger factor of being caught. ๐Ÿ‘ฟ

At another point while I continued to rub on her exposed right thigh, she became so aroused that her boyfriend actually realized that something strange was going on.

What I mean is, she blanked out for a second while the BF was chatting to her. It’s as if she was in a pleasurable trance. Her BF’s reaction snapped her out of it.

Suddenly, the BF looked over at me as if he sensed that I was doing something to his girlfriend ๐Ÿ˜ฏ .

I looked away casually as if I was minding my own business. ๐Ÿ™‚

Their chitchat proceeded, and so did I proceed the hidden flirting as I took her fingers again and began stroking them gently.

I also slapped her on the behind when it was most convenient to get away with it.

In conjunction to all this, I was sending her ever so clear signal that I wanted to fuck her. She already knew this, but I wanted to make it crystal fucking clear!

However, this could only materialize if the boyfriend gets out of the picture.

Hence, I had to either get rid of him, or she had to…and she wanted to since she essentially showed up to the club in order to meet me by trying to shake the BF.

This is why I believed that having a functional cellphone was of paramount importance so we could parlay the logistics of how.

My worst fear was that the boyfriend would say, “let’s go”, and they up and leave, as he effectively manages to cock-block me from his girlfriend.

Lo and behold: he motioned to her, “le’s leave”!

“NOOOOOOOOO”!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I exclaimed internally in disbelief!!!

He ordered a gin & tonic, took her hand and led her to the exit.

I quickly gulp down the last of my beer and virtually went in pursuit…however cautiously since I didn’t want to alert the boyfriend 1 bit, or have him think that I was following them.

I had to fucking get a message to this girl somehow!

Pulled the phone out of my pocket…but it was dead!!!

“FUCK”!!!!!!!!!!!!

I beat myself up as they walked away and there was nothing I could’ve done to prevent it!

I had no choice but to call it a night. I quickly made my way home so I could charge my phone and hope to at least get a text from the girl saying, “come over! My BF left”!

In any case; that never happened.

The chick leaves Sunday, so I literally have today only (Saturday) to try to seal the deal.

I’ll keep you guys posted.

New Video–> Silence That C**k-Blocking, Self-Doubting, Excuse-Making Inner Voice [PUA Inner-Game Video]

New Video—> “SILENCING that cock-blocking inner voice within”. Even the best of us in the game such as myself, periodically has that inner Beta-Male who tries to talk me out of making certain moves which would’ve resulted in securing the lay or even just a meet up. I also cite 2 recent field reports and also how and why an associate of mines who has mental instability issues gets laid a ton for the simple fact that he’s a bit crazy and lacks social inhibitions.
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A Weekend Of Cock-Blocks & Orbiters


“Why cock-block if you don’t intend to capitalize somehow”?

Over the past weekend, I experienced an unusual amounts of cock-blockery and attempted set-sabotages, so much so that it was worth blogging about.

There exist 2 types of cock-blockers: the indirect blockers and the direct blockers.

I am as much ticked off about both types even though circumstances dictate which plays which part in a cock-block.

The direct blocker is very well known: he consciously decides that he will sabotage another guy’s opportunity at banging a particular girl.

The indirect blocker happens to inadvertently cock-block due to not much fault of his own. Instead of excusing himself and allow the other guy to game on, he would stand there as a wedge, making it difficult for the other guy to game the girl.

This happens often in the nightclub or crowded venues.

I would approach a girl and there would happen to be some guy passively standing next to her minding his own business.

As the girl and I get into the conversation swing of things after the ice-breaker, you would think that any sensible and socially aware person would give a bit of space.

An indirect cock-blocker would actually stay there [often times oblivious] and make himself an obstacle instead of simply stepping aside since he wasn’t chatting with the girl anyway.

I mean, why make yourself look like a fucking 3rd-wheel!?

Anyway, that is least of my concerns.

What irks me is when a guy purposely cock-blocks without any intention to take the girl to bed…nor to pick her up for that matter.

Brit Field Report

Last night, I’d picked up a British MILF who has been here on island for about 4 days with a week or so remaining.

Coming from the grocery store, I cold approached her, hit it off great as usual and decided to walk her home since she was staying somewhere nearby.

We had about a half-hour chat before we made it to her gated duplex.

My plan was to hang out at her place and possibly lay her.

She was actually open to the suggestion [hanging at her place] which was why I walked her all the way home.

As we approached the residence, some random-looking dude was waiting by the gated entrance:

Girl: “Oh no”!

Me: “What’s up”?

Girl: “Why is he here again”?

“He”, meaning the dude waiting at the gate.

She told me it was a long story and that it was best I take her # and hit her up the following day when things would’ve been sorted out.

As vague as it sounded; I relented, got the digits and left.

I texted her minutes later so that she has my number, remembers my name and stores those details.

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The “sweet talk” part was an inside joke from the conversation we had where she accused me of being a sweet-talker and of wanting to come to her abode to serenade her with some sweet talk.

Anywho, not long after, she rings my phone [because she doesn’t like texting] and explained the situational logistics.

The guy whom we met at the gate, she said, is a friend of a relative.

The first day she arrived, this “relative” introduced her to the other guy as somewhat of a chaperon to help her out, run errands, get acquainted with the place, etc.

However, she’s been trying to avoid/evade him because “he’s weird” [her words], so she essentially snuck out to the grocery store alone, leaving him behind at the hostel, under the guise that she went out to smoke a cigarette.

That was the reason/excuse she gave him in order to get away.

Had she told him that she was off to the store, being her designated companion and keeper [appointed by a relative who had booked her trip], he would’ve insisted on accompanying her…which she didn’t want.

Anyway, so that was the situation last night after I pulled the sex British MILF.

Did I think her story was fabricated and the random guy at the gate was a possible boyfriend or sorts?

I actually buy her story.

She had zero reason to lie to me [complete strangers] and to not say that “this is my boyfriend” or someone she’s seeing.

Hence, I believe that he’s just a friend of her relative, and the relative wanted to hook him up with the visiting Brit.

Pretty much: that was the explanation I gathered from her.

As someone who’s been here quite often [hooking up with visitors and tourists], I knew exactly what happened.

Since her relative has booked her trip and made preparations for an affordable hostel to stay, she somewhat felt indebted to her male relative for organizing her trip.

As part of this arrangement, the male relative likely said to her, “I know this good guy, a good friend of mines, and I would like you to meet him when you get here. He can take you around town, shopping, help you with this and that, bla, bla, bla”.

Most naturally, the girl will have agreed since she feels a sense of indebtedness.

It’s a classic case of where a friend looks out for a not-so-fortunate friend by hooking him up with a girl who is off-limits for himself [like a close family member].

Hence, the girl gets squeezed between a rock and a hard place.

She doesn’t quite like the setup [a minus] and the guy turns out to be a weirdo [an added minus]. But there’s nothing she could’ve done about this besides go along with the flow.

Now here’s the even more interesting part. Last evening when we arrived at her gate and met the indirect cock-blocker waiting outside like an overseer about to crack the whip out, the reason why the girl could not have just told him to fuck off or blatantly ignore him for me, again goes back to the girl’s relative and her hands being tied.

Had she done that, the guy would’ve just phoned his friend [the relative] and told him what went down; “your relative is hooking up with another guy when she should’ve been hanging out with me as we all agreed on”. Then her relative would’ve phoned her and likely given her an earful or at least express disappointment with her.

Thus to avoid all this, she allows the weirdo guy to hang around since she cannot ditch him to hang out with someone else.

That is where the cock-block comes in.

Apart from the girl not being interested, this guy isn’t trying to get laid in the first place…so I was told by her.

This isn’t uncommon by any stretch of the imagination.

Therefore, you have a case where the girl wants to have fun but the guy doesn’t corporate because that isn’t his style [to be sexual]. So the only purpose he serves is essentially that of the cock-block.

Here I am today being cock-blocked [albeit indirectly] out of almost-sure sex because of some a-sexual guy who really “WANTS” to fuck this hot MILF, but is too afraid to make a move.

This now calls for a Plan B.

Since it’s somewhat difficult to see her at her temporary residence [because the orbiter is always hanging around], my only viable option is to see her out…somewhere…as in to set something up whereby she meets me at a designated spot.

This is also tricky because the tag-along aka cock-block aka orbiter aka overseer, doesn’t quite release her out of his sight.

The only way is arguably to do something similar to what she did yesterday evening: sneaking off.

If I somehow get her to jump on board with this later, then my goal is pretty simply: try to shag her!

On a final note, it just sickens me to the core when guys cock-block without trying to get laid themselves.

It’s like some men are satisfied knowing that they prevented another girl from being whisked away into the arms of a sexual guy who may try to sleep with her.

In fact; that is it!

“If I can’t fuck her, then nobody else will”!

On that note; I’ll keep you posted!

Friday Night Field Report- Subtle Blockage @ The Lounge + Social Violators


Friday night, I hit my favorite spot, made it to the counter, order a beer for myself and a juice for an elderly lady whom I know.

I ordered myself something to eat while at it.

The lady left so I made my way to a sit-down area, sat and scoped out the scenery for targets.

Quite many girls were in the venue so there were lots of targets to chose from.

The set of girls [3 set] who sat to my right was hot enough, so my scanning stopped there.

I got up and took a few steps over to the 3 set. Since the other 2 girls were engaged in deep conversation with some guys further to their right, my target was essentially a lone wolf, hence there was no need to address the group nor to engage them but my target.

I honestly can’t remember what I opened with, but it was a very snarky, cocky and ballsy ice-breaker…per usual.

Whenever I deliver my snarky openers, they are always done in a way which communicates lightheartedness: even when I have a semi-serious expression on my face.

Chicks know when you’re just screwing around and being humorous, hence they rarely ever take my snarky, cocky shit the wrong way.

Anyway, whatever I said, the girl rebutted [playfully] with her hand in my face as she exclaims:

“If you really want to talk to me then just say so! If that’s your way of starting conversation then that’s lame. Just say you want to talk and we can talk”!

That was invitation to sit and engage her…which was the reaction I wanted, so I took the cue, sat and proceeded to spit my charming gambit. ๐Ÿ˜‰

For about the first 20-25 minutes, the convo consisted of back-and-forth banter, balls-busting, finger-pointing and push-pull.

That’s how I like it at first.

I like to create drama and friction, and then slow things down.

I start from the top then slowly descend into cooler, smoother conversation.

Why so?

The reason I do this is very ingenious and shifty yet simple.

If you kick things off on a rocky note, you will have already gotten the awkward stuff out of the way within the first seconds of conversation. So if it does get rocky later on, it would not have that awkward feel to it since you already got that out the way.

Therefore, whenever I approach a girl, especially in a bar setting, my ice-breaker is always something testy that has the potential to lead to an argument. But it never does because of the reasons I mentioned earlier: I de-escalate and take a few steps back [verbally]. Plus my tone and facial expressions are non-confrontational.

I like to get the rough shit out of the way ASAP!

Anyway, so the rapid-fire vibe de-escalated about 20 minutes later where I transitioned into flirty, sexual and romantic…yet dominant.

Every other minute, the vibe would spike up into a push-pull situation. This was also in a literal sense where I would take her hand and shove it away playfully while she playfully slaps me on the shoulder and playfully pushes me away.

In the grand scheme of things; this is flirting 101.

This all went on for a good hour: flirting, getting extremely close, talking in each other’s ears, body-to-body brushes, pinching each other, etc.

Her 2 girlfriends were locked into conversations of their own, so I hardly had any interruptions from them.

Here comes a group of people- perhaps 7 of them- strolling towards us, everyone greeting everyone. Apparently, they all know each other, so my target got dragged into the welcoming fest.

One of the guys- someone who apparently knows her- sits in the vacant spot to her right. So the dynamics were set up to where he and I sandwiched the girl in the middle.

Since he had way more rapport and social value in comparison to me- a mere stranger- the girl was forced to engage him while I sat there waiting my moment to get back into the conversation.

Are You A Social Violator?

Here is the thing when it comes to such sets involving acquaintances. If someone interrupts- someone whom the girl already knows- and you are the stranger in the mix, the already-acquainted intruder will have naturally had more value than you do.

Being that he has more value by virtue of knowing the girl already, the girl cannot just not pay him any mind.

This guy instinctively knew this [the value disparity between him and me]. So that’s why I feel that he positioned himself in the set in a more assertive and active way rather than passively sitting there sipping his beer.

Hence, I was close to being completely shut out because of this guy’s power play!

In such a situation, most guys in my position would either leave, not wanting to be the 3rd-wheel, or stay and do nothing but look like a weirdo in the process just sitting there gazing off into space.

I chose to stay seated while fiddling with my smartphone just to not look and feel awkward.

Anyway, they chatted for a bite then I chimed in.

This was a very risky move on my part [butting in…even though I was there first].

Why so?

Since I didn’t have any social value to the girl [I was just a random stranger albeit having an attractive vibe], butting in would risk making me a social violator.

This is very important dude!

Social violators usually get blown out with the quickness!

How was I flirting with becoming a social violator?

Firstly, a social violator is someone who particularly doesn’t have social value [in a social venue], yet he barges in, butts in, intrudes and does shit than isn’t congruent with his low-social value.

Great example of a social violator is the obnoxious guy at the bar, who instead of observing social norms by greeting the group of girls he approaches, he elects to ignore the others within the girl’s circle, then try to outright hit on the girl right in front of her group.

He is a social violator.

The appropriate thing would’ve been to approach the set/group, greet everyone in it, make small talk while greeting, then address the target [the girl you like out of the group] while aiming to isolate her with somewhat permission of leave from her group.

By all means, you should NOT hit on a girl [stranger in a social venue] in front of her friends!

This isn’t just tacky but it is socially inept and you will cause great discomfort among everyone there.

You will have become a social violator!

That night [as always] I avoided becoming a social violator when I first approached this girl’s group, because she was sitting disjointedly while her group was more put together in convo. So in essence, she was alone, therefore I didn’t risk becoming a social violator by not engaging the entire group with greetings.

However, later on, since the guy whom she knew entered the venue and sat next to her and began conversing, had I just disregarded their relationship and tried to own the conversation, I would’ve been deemed a social violator and blown out the set by being ignored.

However, I took a gamble with the little social value I had and tippy-toed my way back into the conversation instead of staying there like a statue or leaving.

Slowly but surely, her attention shifted back to me. But every minute or so, the guy would drag her back [verbally] into his sphere.

#FACK!!!!!!

My hands were tied because I couldn’t just tell the guy to fuck off or drag the girl away physically.

It turned into a thing of a 3-way interaction with the girl sandwiched in the middle.

At some point, the girl jokingly said to me, “He’s my boyfriend”.

This was likely a test to see how I would react: would I buy it and leave [blow myself out], or would I disregard it and continue conversing?

I told her, “I don’t believe you”, and that I was going to ask dude if it was true.

She quickly and playfully held me back as I was leaning over to ask dude if they were a couple.

I frankly didn’t give a shit whether they were or not. I’m smart enough to know that this was just a subtle ploy to test my Alphaness and to gauge whether I wanted her or not.

A bit later:

Me: “I wanna get you drunk and take you somewhere and fuck the shit out of you”.

Girl: “OMG! I don’t get drunk that easy! I can drink all night and still be able to think straight”!

I rapidly got more sexual as the night progressed.

The guy seemed high or something, or perhaps his bed was calling, so he was just sitting there zoned out of his mind.

Shortly after, the group that came with the guy left with him straggling behind them.

Finally got the girl to myself again!

We flirted some more then she excused herself to check on 1 of her girlfriends who was standing outside.

Minutes later, she came back in, this time with a guy who’s half drunk hounding her about how much of a good girl she is.

Guy: “You’re a good girl”!

He kept repeating as if his record were stuck on “You’re a good girl”!

She found it amusing so she laughed about it. She herself was a bit buzzed I could tell.

I got up and brought her back over to where we were.

My objective honestly was not to take her home. But just to see how far this would go.

All in all, I found this to have been a great test in observing social dynamics in social settings.

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Actual independent photo from the venue that night

The Secret World Of Sex, Mating And Cheating Women + Why Women Check Out Other Women With The “Evil Eye”!


The “evil eye”?

“WTH is that all about Kenny”!?

Ok- I’ll be the first to admit that the titling of this article is a tad-bit exaggerative [what an oxymoron]. But, the way in which most chicks check out other chicks, you can almost sense the disdain if you were to really become an observant of the sexes like I am.

Last night while at the bar running some usual night-game, I posted the following screenshotted status to Facebook.

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Ok, couldn’t get any plainer!

The fact is; women check out other women way more often than men do!

You have some women who are super stealthy about it [just as some men].

On the other hand, you have your portion of women who are openly threatened by competition, so the least of their concerns is to adhere to social norms by not “STARING” at others.

Now, as my fellow seductionists have well pointed out as seen in the screenshots, the reason why women watch, stare and check out other women, boils down to 3 main factors:

1.) Competition

2.) Threat to her survival and replication value

3.) Inadequacy

I’ve always been aware of this “hidden” jealousy which women harbor towards each other. But last night while at the bar- this shit was somewhat surreal!

As if I had a magnifying apparatus glued to my face, I was noticing as every newly arrived girl entered the venue, the ones who were already there would stare, watch and point: some more blatant than others.

For clarity sake, I’m not speaking of girls staring other girls in the eye in combative fashion.

I’m talking about apparent-heterosexual girls breaking their necks trying to watch other girls’ asses as they saunter by.

If you were the average guy and you took note of this, you would surmise that these girls were Lesbians on the prowl trying to size up their female targets.

As a master seducer who had studied women under his proverbial microscope, I am well aware that these “looks and stares” are products of things much deeper and meaningful…like survival and replicative value in the sense of competition.

Women feel threatened whenever faced with potential competitors via other women.

Men to an extent have the same tendencies, especially since we are very territorial and protective by nature.

However, the stark difference here is that a man would behave that way when trying to guard his girl from potential preys via Alpha-Males who are hovering around the nightclub looking for a weaker guy’s girlfriend to pounce down upon.

Hence, for a man to feel a sense of competition, threat and rivalry from other men in a venue: is a totally different story…and plausible!

In the case of women now, they aren’t necessarily guarding their men from other women as to why they feel threatened, hence they watch other women with the “evil eye”. They are threatened by competition in other women, even though there may be no guy involved to whom they can stake thier claims.

Moreover, in the pickup world, we talk about survival and replication ad nauseum.

“What is that, and what does it have to do with women checking out other women’s asses”?

Well, it isn’t just ass-watching that women engage in when it comes to sizing up rivals.

They also check for boobs, hips, lips, facial affectations and attractiveness, blemishes, spots, scaring, etc.

There are also cultural variations just to be exact. The “ass-watching” [women watching other women’s asses] is more prevalent in black communities than others, where more emphasis of attraction value is placed upon buttox sizes [the bigger and wider the better], and girls with bigger asses are seen as more attractive [even if they has a shitty face]. Hence, they present more of a competition and threat to girls who aren’t that stacked in the trunk [this is in black societies].

This is not the case in communities such as Orientals for instance. Ass sizes don’t play a role in replication and mating value, neither in what a man finds to be the epitome of attractiveness and sex appeal within Oriental societies.

Likewise in white societies. The emphasis isn’t much on “ASS” but face.

White guys generally prefer a cuter face. Hence, a white girl living in a white community, is likely to feel more threatened by a cuter girl entering the bar. Whereas a black girl living in a black community, won’t pay much attention to the girl’s face, but her buttox in comparison to hers.

Other existential factors are things such as lips, outfit, grace, the manner in which a girl walks, her hair, hairdo, hair color [blonde-brunette], eyes, makeup, etc.

Those things are keenly noticed and noted by women whenever other women [potential rivals] enter a bar or nightclub.

You also have breast sizes which present a serious challenge from girl to girl.

“Are her boobs bigger than mines”?

“Are they as buoyant and perky, or sagging somewhat”?

Women scan for all these things!

They have to [at least they think they do]!

Her chances of mating, finding a mate, child-bearing [replication] and finding someone who can protect her [survival value], she feels to herself, are all in jeopardy once a so-called “hotter” girl shows up.

Now, this is all happening [feeling of threat, loss and competition] on a sub-conscious and unconscious level.

Women are NOT consciously aware of this…until they read my blog of course. ๐Ÿ˜‰

These feelings occur behind the scenes; beneath her level of consciousness.

I mean, share this startling piece of information with any girl [that women check out other women because of fear/threat to mating], and watch her deny that this even occurs to the top of the mountain!

Again; it isn’t that she’s lying or living in naivetรฉ.

She simply just doesn’t fucking know because these things occur outside of her awareness!

Hence, this will be news flash to her just as it might be to you guys who are reading this article right now.

Moreover, whenever a girl goes out- on the surface level [consciously that is]- it is to “have fun”.

She consciously rationalizes the decision to “go out” to mean enjoying herself with the girls and getting hammered.

Fine!

What she doesn’t quite know, is that the agent which is actually driving her to want to go out [the secret propellant] is her innate desire to want to mate, breed [get pregnant] and survive [bearing kids means she lives on through them after she dies].

Secret Society of Mating, Pregnancy and Cheating

This is “Survival & Replication”!

It secretly drives every fucking girl’s motive!

Thus, if another girl threatens her chances of getting laid [this is what it is when you distill it all down], she will become catty, petty, gossipy and try to tear down the competition by devising some sneaky and crafty tactics such as pointing out something about the other girl which may possibly lower her chances of spoiling hers.

This is why girls talk about other girls so negatively.

Girl 1: “Look at her shoes! They don’t even go with that dress”! ๐Ÿ˜†

Girl 2: “Girl you’re right! And her hair color is so stupid! Which man would ever look at her”!?

As men; we never engage in such shenanigans! So the sexes, their modus operandi and their motives in life are totally different from each other!

Men and women are NOT the same! And I get royally annoyed as fuck whenever women say shit like:

“Men are like that too”! “Men do the same thing”!

Bullshit!

We don’t have time to gossip about what the next man has on or how his shoes doesn’t match his shirt or any other meaningless chatter!

Men do not bring down the competition in such a way because it will come off as girly and insecure.

With women, it is about downing the competition at any cost because her life and survival depend on it!

If she doesn’t get impregnated sooner than later, she will have to face the dreaded menopause…which means death if she is childless and has no means to reproduce thereafter.

Hence, when you think about it that way: it is prudent and incumbent upon every woman to stoop low and play dirty in order to survive!

As for men, we can inseminate women up until the point of death. So we don’t [have to] operate from this paradigm of innate desperation as though we are on a time-clock of sorts.

Women are on the fucking time-clock!

Additionally, this is also the underlying reason why women cheat, and why they cheat way more than men do [contrary to popular belief].

She is in survival mode and trying to get impregnated as sooner and often as humanly possible!

The more sex opportunities with which she presents herself, and the more men she screws, the greater the chances of someone’s spermies fertilizing her egg.

Therefore, her inherent-motherly instincts can give a rat’s ass whether the girl is fucking 3 guys without condoms.

Survival instincts within a woman have not 1 iota of respect neither for health, diseases, maladies, STI’s nor confrontation!

The girl secretly yearns for those 3 men to inseminate her all during the same time period.

Moreover, this is why it is so easy to get a girl to cheat on her boyfriend, especially if he hasn’t yet impregnated her.

I posted a startling status to Facebook the other day which raised a lot of eyebrows where I declared that 96% of the girls I sleep with, all have boyfriends or are married.

Is this sheer coincidence?

Of course not!

To guys who lack the understanding of human and female biology in relation to mating; it is sheer coincidence that 96% of the girls Kenny sleeps with, are in committed relationships or marriage.

As for me: I fucking know better [I’ve learnt better; thanks to the gurus in the pickup community who first brought this information to my attention as a student in the game]!

Personally, I know this so-called ugly guy in his 30’s here on island who is infamous for impregnating his hot girlfriend every fucking cycle once her child-bearing period is available [every year that is]!

They have about 10 kids by now!

In hindsight: this guy is fucking smarter than 99% of us!

The only way to realistically keep a woman off of the dating market is by breeding her- and in effect- putting her out of commission…for a year.

She won’t [actively] look for stray dicks once she’s pregnant, because a woman is at her most unattractive while bearing a child.

Men simply won’t look at her because she’s already knocked-up, which means that the guy’s chances of breeding her at that moment, will have been impossible.

Thus, biologically- men aren’t attracted to her [apart from the rare guy who has a preggo-girl fetish…such as myself ๐Ÿ˜‰ ], nor physically attracted to her. So, she’s effectively knocked out of the mating and dating game by the guy who had knocked her up.

This is also the reason during pregnancy, why a woman is likely to chase her boyfriend away by giving him tons of shit in an attempt to rid herself of the guy who put her out of commission…though she got what her biological side wanted anyway; which was to get pregnant.

You guys who have no kids may not be able to relate. But when I got my GF pregnant for the first time about 6 years ago, she drove me crazy!

She resented me for getting her pregnant…though she was on board! But that doesn’t matter to the girl! She will resent you as the one who has her looking all fat and unattractive and ashamed to go outside!

My girlfriend broke up with me like 50 times- no fucking kidding- during her pregnancy!

I had the cops called on me [which was unwarranted], we had physical altercations where I was left scratched up trying to restrain her hands, etc! ๐Ÿ˜ฏ

By the way; is this rare?

Nope!

It is the norm!

Nevertheless, as for the ugly guy in my neighborhood who knocks up his super-hot GF every chance he gets: this guy was onto something, but I never had the chance to ask him the reason for knocking up his GF so frequently.

The reason is clear to me: he knows that the only way to keep his woman from cheating and off of the dating market, is to breed her out of commission like an animal!

The only window of opportunity another guy has of breeding/fucking her, is a very small window after she would have delivered. But this guy would get straight to work by knocking her up again, essentially closing that window on any other guy who may had wanted to intrude upon his territory to take his girl.

All in all; this is a mating game on both ends with both sexes!

Both males and females have an inherent desire to replicate and multiple via sex.

That is what we were put on Earth to do if you subscribe to religious ideologies.

We are essentially here to have babies!

Everything else apart from that essential function, is a mere whimsical enjoyment and meaningless frolic.

The only way to keep the human specie alive is to fuck and have babies!

Without that: we all die, and humans cease to exist again!

With this inner fear [human extinction by non-breeding] deeply hard-wired within every person [male and female], you should clearly understand now why women cheat [to breed] and why they dress the way they do [sexy] whenever they go out or simply to go to work.

You will have also understood why a girl wastes her time on social media talking shit about other chicks, “haters” who are trying to take her man and so forth.

She’s trying to eliminate actual or potential competition by berating them.

The more rivals she eliminates, the more men she has for the taking [or retaining hers], and the greater her chances for survival and replication.

In any case, are there any lessons to take away here as a guy?

I would say just the realization of how women operate and why they operate in such manner.

With understanding; you avoid misunderstandings.

If you knew why a woman acts the way she does [beyond her conscious control], then certain shit simply won’t faze nor affect you…at least not as much as if you were still ignorant to this.

Six years ago, though I was already well deep into the Pick-Up Artist lifestyle, my knowledge base about mating and relationship matters weren’t as deep.

I simply had no clue about what drives women, the biological and evolutionary aspects and so forth. So when my girlfriend got pregnant and immediately began to shun me and attempted to shut me out of her life; I simply didn’t understand why!

In my ignorance, I deemed her an evil bitch for that, and we clashed like it were World War III from month 1 to month 9 of the pregnancy!

Hence, again- with understanding- you will have avoided such headaches as I wasn’t able to do.

In hindsight, had I been privy to what I’m sharing with you now, I would’ve simply given my girlfriend space upon request, and dismissed her rudeness and public outbursts as byproducts of her being taken off the dating market to where she was left fat and unattractive and undesirable to other men.

I would’ve avoided ton loads of shit like public fights on the road and getting embarrassed as she throws 1 of her customary tantrums inside of a supermarket [“Get the hell away from me”]!

In retrospect; I laugh about it now that I since learned about the mating ritual through my own discoveries and experiences, along with what I learned many years ago from perusing the blogs of PUA’s who were way more knowledgeable than I was.

Hence, you won’t have to endure what I did once your girlfriend or wife goes crazy on you during pregnancy [like when she demands that you sleep on the couch]…and she will!!!

I mean, if you think women are bitchy, irritable and possessed while on their periods [which they are], multiply that bitchiness and demon-possessiveness by 20, and you’ll get an idea of how a pregnant girl behaves towards her significant other or the guy who knocked her up.

Towards everyone else; she will retain her normal giddy and charming personality.

Towards the guy who had knocked her up [whether boyfriend or husband]; she will have resembled something out of the Exorcist! ๐Ÿ˜ฏ ๐Ÿ˜ก ๐Ÿ‘ฟ

Nevertheless, with understanding, you won’t ever have to endure this by clashing heads with the devil in the personage of your preggo spouse. ๐Ÿ˜‰

I mean, look at it this way guys- and please have empathy- if a girl were to put you out of commission for an entire year where you became fat and ugly- physically and personality-wise – while your bros brag about fucking hotties: how the hell would you feel!?

You would resent your girlfriend! It doesn’t matter if you were head-over-heels in love with her!

You would not take light to the fact that you don’t feel desired anymore, and your girlfriend is the root cause of it.

Hence: “Empathy” is necessary, and understanding will avoid clashing.

Secret Society of Cheating and Cheaters

On a final note, I want to touch on “cheating”…just for a bit.

I’m notorious for publicly declaring to guys that I wouldn’t feel betrayed nor hurt if my girlfriend were to cheat on me.

Is it that I don’t give a crap about her?

Likely not, or else I would’ve ditched her years ago.

I wouldn’t take cheating personally nowadays because I know what drives it on the part of the cheating girl [never the urge for mere sex or more sex].

It has nothing neither to do with slutry, raw promiscuity, a lack of sex nor women loving variety of cocks inside of them, but mere survival and replication!

When you look at it that you- the right way- you will no longer see cheating women as dirty-little harlots who cannot keep their pussy in their panties!

You’ll begin to see that nature and her biological clock [fear of dying without progeny] are actually facilitating and driving her compulsion or desire to sleep around.

It is virtually out of her control!

She has to gamble and play up her odds to survive [have kids]!

One dick only means 1 source of her attaining pregnancy.

Not very good odds when you think of it strategically.

Two dicks and the odds increase.

Screwing 4 guys- and you get the picture- that is 4 instruments which can ejaculate 4 times the load of semen inside of her depository to possibly fertilize her egg once she would’ve been ovulating.

The odds of her getting pregnant obviously increase if or when she sleeps with more guys.

In life, we work off of an odds-based operation by trying to maximize them.

Theoretically, the more applications you fill out for various jobs, the chances of landing a job will likely increase.

Only 1 application? Only 1 shot with poor odds stacked against you.

As for the pick-up artistry and what we teach [the numbers game], the more girls you approach, hit on, contact, etc. the greater your chances of actually landing 1 or some in bed.

This goes without saying.

Likewise with any girl out there. She instinctively knows and plays the odds game in dating and mating!

This is why a woman always has a bunch of guys strung along, and she always keeps orbiter males around in the event that her relationship crumbles, she can always call up the reserves to supply her in no time with companionship and cock.

She is playing to her odds!

She is playing to win [get pregnant] and playing to survive [have kids]!

Trying to keep your fertile girlfriend from communicating with other men outside the relationship, is tantamount to forcing her to commit suicide!

That is how her brain and biological wiring interpret the actions of a boyfriend who tries to get her to sever ties with all guys, stay at home and only communicate with him.

She will rebel and defy this as we all know!

Even if she verbally concedes and agrees to desist from texting other guys. She will continue to text other guys behind the back of her boyfriend anyway!

I had been through that with my girlfriend just as every other guy has!

I threw tantrums and got pissed when I discovered that she was still texting other men behind my back.

These things bother me no more because I understand why they must occur! Hence, I encourage my GF to text other guys, simply because I know she will not desist regardless of what I or anyone says [not even the deity she believes in can stop her]!

I rather my girlfriend to be forthright and transparent with me- by openly extending to her the green light to communicate with other men- than for her to be selling me dreams by trying to convince me that she doesn’t text other guys…while she does just that behind my back.

Therefore, it doesn’t matter what the hell you say as the man in the relationship in relation to your woman talking to other men. She will continue to actively play the field until she hits menopause where bearing kids will have met its expiratory date.

All in all: you truly cannot keep a fertile girl from cheating [unless you knock her up repeatedly].

She will just stealthily do it behind your back if she senses that you cannot handle the truth [that she must play the numbers game in order to increase her odds of child-bearing].

With that being said; I can’t get mad at my girlfriend for cheating if she has or will!

Who the fuck am I or any other boyfriend for that matter, to expect a girl to remain faithful to her own detriment!?

It’s sort of selfish on the guy’s part when you think about it!

Just as a girl who expects her boyfriend to only sleep with her and to observe monogamy: it is kind of selfish and counterproductive in contrast to nature’s design.

Secret Society of Cheating, Cheaters and Ovulation

Another thing I want to touch on before wrapping up is “Ovulation” [I won’t get in depth with it].

I’m not one for citing studies from “so-called” professional because most of them are full of shit. But studies have shown that when a girl ovulates [which means she can get impregnated at those points of the month], she becomes more randy, sexual and dresses more revealing than normally would.

Knowing that she could get pregnant while that window is open briefly [just a few days or even hours], she will dress provocatively to work, wear that skin-tight dress on the job, or unexpectedly hit the bar, especially if she’s not the bar type.

Whenever a girl ovulates, she subconsciously puts herself on the sexual market…even if she has a boyfriend and is in a happy relationship!

This is all done subconsciously without her knowledge.

Her egg is now discharged into the uterus waiting to be fertilized by an invading sperm [though her egg has protective organisms to fight off the sperms].

During this period, a girl will actively seek attention from men in hopes that she will get impregnated.

In all honesty, this is the ideal time to try to sleep with a girl [when her body ovulates].

As a guy who has slept with countless women, I often encounter cases where I would meet a girl today, try to sleep with her today, but she would shut me down.

On the other hand, I would meet another girl today, try to sleep with her today, and she will oblige and sex would happen.

Other instances, I would meet a girl today, try to fuck her today and she will turn me down. I would strategically persist for 2 weeks but she wouldn’t relent.

Out of the blue, she will send me a text saying, “I’m in the mood to fuck”!

I would then get to sleep with her in spite of her coldness over the previous 2 weeks.

As commonplace as this may seem, you should take into account why a girl would put out on this occasion, but not another. Or why she would fuck you the first night you meet her, but doesn’t give you another shot until a month later…if ever.

Her ovulation period is actually driving this!

She prefers to fuck when the chances of her getting pregnant would have been greater [ovulation].

If this period [ovulation] presents itself today; she will want to fuck today while chances are greater to attain pregnancy.

A sophisticated and prudish ovulating woman at the nightclub, is 10 times more susceptible to game and to being bent over and fucked in the restroom by a random Joe Blow whom she had only met 10 minutes ago in the club!

A dumb club-whore who is NOT ovulating, is likely to put up more resistance to the idea of being fucked by a random stranger…though she’s a so-called slut and should be deemed easy!

The fact that the club-whore cannot get inseminated successfully [meaning to get pregnant] that night since she isn’t ovulating, the drive/urge to have sex and receive semen will not have been great.

The prudish girl on the other hand who has never had same-night sex, because her body and brain know that she is fertile [ovulating], her guards will have been substantially lowered in hopes that some guy will shoot a load of cum inside of her…that night!

My personal belief is this: girls mostly go out as to the bars and clubs whenever they are ovulating [meaning they can get pregnant].

Hence, you have a nightclub filled with fertile-horny women hoping to get some semen injections!

This is why it behooves the crap out of me that there are guys who actually have a hard time realizing how easy it is to take girls home from the club, or to fuck them right inside the venue…like on the dance floor, in the lounge area or the restroom! ๐Ÿ˜ฏ

These chicks in heat [ovulation] at the bars and clubs are open to random sex with random strangers whom they don’t care to see the next day, as long as they get his semen inside of their body.

She secretly wished that you had slipped off the condom and fuck her raw!

Part of her dies once she discovers that you kept the condom on the entire time and ejaculated inside of it instead of inside of her vagina.

I posted a controversial article years ago about how to fuck girls without condoms. If you’re actually interested in what I had to say on that, you can google the article [sorry- I’m too lazy to look it up and post it here ๐Ÿ˜ฆ ].

In keeping with that theme, I also cited that 98% of the women I slept with prior to 2012- the year I tried giving condoms a serious chance- were all without condoms…knowingly so!

Therefore, there should be zero cause for confusion in realizing that the VAST majority of women prefer to be banged raw- sans [without] rubber! And by “vast” and “majority”, I mean virtually every single girl on the planet who attained puberty.

I don’t believe I have to tell you that every girl desires to become a mother.

Periodically, you have the rare nutjob of a woman who desires to remain a childless career-girl for the rest of her life…until some fly-by-night Alpha stud comes along and breeds her behind her husband’s back…which of course the Beta-Male husband will gladly raise the kid as his own since he always wanted [another] child to begin with. So there is truly no woman who will realistically rule out having kids at some point.

As the boyfriend, if you won’t knock her up, she will get it done behind your back…by another man!

Do you think a girl will ever stay indefinitely with a guy who elects to not impregnate her…especially if [it’s a matter of when] she wants kids?

I know of a young guy who is sterile- someone in my age group actually- whose girlfriend cheated out on him and ended up getting pregnant but claiming that the kid was his. ๐Ÿ˜†

She didn’t know that her boyfriend hit puberty having infertility issues. But he himself, included the guys he hung out with, knew that he wasn’t able to produce a thing as far as pregnancy was concerned.

Anyway, years into his relationship of not bearing fruit, the girl decided [unknowingly of course at first] to cheat. In the process, she got pregnant…which is every girl’s desire, regardless of the man and his unwillingness to stick around.

The girl then rejoiced that they finally were able to conceive [unknowing that her BF was sterile].

The guy- not as heartbroken as you would imagine- broke the news to her that he cannot cause reproduction.

In other words: he shoots blanks.

Thus, this left 1 conclusion: she had to have cheated.

After the boyfriend produced official documentation confirming sterility, his GF then had no choice but to come clean about cheating.

Knowing that his permanent-infertility issue would’ve been a deal-breaker for most women, in spite of his girlfriend’s infidelity which led to pregnancy, he decided to forgive her and gladly help raise the kid as if she were his [kudos to him].

Saying all that bit to say: if a girl doesn’t find reproductive success in a timely fashion from copulation with 1 man, i.e. her boyfriend or husband, she will cheat on him as means to increase the odds of attaining pregnancy.

Theoretically and practically, as I eluded to earlier, the more guys she sleeps with, the greater the chances that pregnancy will have materialized.

On a surface level a girl doesn’t fuck or cheat to become pregnant.

On a biological and subconscious level [the real agents behind the scene]; fucking or cheating is to bring about pregnancy.

More competition from hotter and younger girls, will threaten her chances and viability.

Hence the answers to the main theme of this extensive article of why women bicker, back-bite and fight each other like pre-pubescent lasses on the playground.

It is to survive and multiply by living vicariously through her future offspring.

After reading this article, hopefully you’ll never see a cheating woman as a dirty-rotten cheater anymore, but someone playing the most essential role in extending human existence. Because hypothetically, if every girl woke up tomorrow and decided to jump on birth-control until menopause – hence no human multiplication at all- humans on a whole will disappear over-fucking night within 1 generation!

I don’t think any one of us want that to happen. Hence, women fight and play dirty for their chance to produce children for a guy in whom, for whatever reason, she deems an Alpha-Male.