An Evening With Pheromones

On Saturday Night, I go to a bar with one of my friends. I’m there all night, going up to multiple different girls, giving them my best lines. I was being confident, I was using all the conversation starters that I had read in the magazines, and I was being funny and charming pheromones. Some of the girls laughed with me, some of them were just polite, but I could feel that I wasn’t really getting anywhere substantial. None of the women were quite hooking, and I was starting to get frustrated with her pheromone scent. Another night out and no real luck yet. I start talking to less attractive women hoping that they may be a little bit easier and I might have more luck with them. After that doesn’t work I then start talking to the less attractive and drunk girls who adore human pheromones. There’s only a couple of hours left of the bar open, and if I really want to hook up tonight these girls are looking like my best option. I eventually convince a girl Stacy who’s pretty drunk, and ok looking to leave with me. If I’m honest, I don’t really want her, but that’s all I can get and I’ll take it with more pheromones. On Sunday I realize that the only girl even remotely on my radar at the moment is Stacy from last night. Learn more about pheromones at http://pheromones-work.weebly.com/home/october-03rd-2015 and https://jail6letter.wordpress.com/2015/12/19/pheromone-stages/

I call her but she’s pretty busy. I try and text some other girls who are on my phone, but none of them get back to me so I guess Sunday is a bust. On Monday I still haven’t heard back from Stacy, and none of the other girls I have messaged seem to be responding to his pheromones. I recognize from London who have also come on the trip. We take an elevator to the second floor where we have a private room reserved and what I saw blows me away. There is a long table in the middle of the room that would seat 30 or so people by my estimate. At virtually every seat is a stunning blonde Swedish girl. For a second I think we’ve gone to the wrong room then the girls start waving at us. Other guys do all the work for you. They find the girls, they get them warmed up, they make them comfortable, they bring them out. You don’t have to do anything other than show up and concentrate on your relationship with your friend. That’s it. If you can make one friend, then you can pull it off. With Amanda and other girls I met like her, this is usually what would happen. After meeting her I would make as many reasons as possible for her to come to my house with her friends. They could get ready at mine before they went out; they could have pre—drinks at mine; the after party could be at my house; I’m having people over for the game. Any excuse really, as long as I was doing something fun, I would make sure to invite Amanda and tell her to invite her friends. Learn more at http://pheromonedata.blogspot.com/2017/01/how-pheromones-alter-behavior.html