NOTE: Mode one is mostly geared towards casual flings.
Talk Dirty To Me ... Starring John Leslie as "Jack"
I receive a lot of questions about how the idea for my "Mode One" book first came about. There were a number of different factors that influenced my ever-changing attitudes and beliefs towards interacting with women, but if I had to single out one of the Top 2, Top 3 outside influences that inspired the development of what is now referred to as Mode One Behavior, it would definitely be the behavior of John Leslie's character of the cocky, ultra-straightforward, incorrigible womanizer named simply "Jack" in the adult-film classic Talk Dirty To Me, Talk Dirty To Me, Part II, and Nothing To Hide.
If you read this particular webpage of mine, you will see just how much influence the bold, unconventional, highly self-assured, and provocatively straightforward behavior of Leslie's "Jack" had on me as a teenager.
I even had a manager of an adult video store in Van Nuys, CA tell me that message board and blog discussions of my Mode One book resulted in a significant increase in requests for VHS and DVD copies of the above mentioned films (see related article).
The thing I tell guys about that opening verbal seduction scene in Talk Dirty To Me is that it's not Jack's X-rated candor that distinguishes his behavior as "Mode One." It is more so how totally unfazed Jack is by the female physician's harsh, subjective criticisms and insults about his moral character and perceived lack of appropriate verbal etiquette and manners.
Some of the fellas from DirectMethod.net have uploaded a portion of that opening scene from Talk Dirty To Me to such video sites as YouTube and vSocial.
Enjoy!
Alan
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I don't know if you know the actor John leslie but his old porn movies are really good and shows how one can be upfront, straightforward and unapolgetic/unphazed with women regarding his desires and intentions.
I've had some correspondence with Alan Roger Currie (Modeone) and he recommended some old school adult and erotic films with assertive and masculine male characters. He gave me these links:
John Holmes, his views on "game:" ca.youtube.com/watch?v=4WY4HnQICVA
John Leslie in “Talk Dirty to Me” I and II. Some good "game" scenes:
badassromantic.blogspot.com/2007/04/mode-one-structure.html
Modeone's backstory: modeone.net/archives/M1-Backstory.html
Interview regarding "Talk dirty to me" and old school adult films with Modeone:
modeone.net/archives/ModeOne_Interview.mp3
And here is Modeone's funclubbing test: modeone.net/archives/FunClub_Test.html
He also recommend a book called "PIMP: The Story of My Life" by Iceberg Slim.
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John leslie's behaviour is of one true sexual man.
How he reframes that response from the doctor scene is golden:
"You have some mouth..."
"It ain't my mouth I was talking about".
Another mode one dude:
Thorndaddy - How to fuck a womans brain out
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an interesting post from modeone at the direct-method.com board
Quote:
That is so not true. I've never been against building rapport with a woman. There is a HUGE difference between building rapport, and engaging in "small talk."
I can converse with a woman for a full hour, and be "building rapport." I can converse with a woman for only 15-20 minutes, and be engaging in "small talk." Small talk has very little to do with HOW LONG you talk to a woman, and more to do with WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT.
"Small talk" = Any conversation that is neither directly or indirectly related to your main purpose for talking to that woman (e.g., you want to date her, you want to have [casual] sex with her, you want to share her company in the near future, etc).
This is where I'm different from most men: The vast majority of Mode Two guys will talk and talk and talk to a woman .... and THEN ... towards the END of the conversation .... will find a way to express their romantic and/or sexual interests to a woman.
What I do is JUST THE OPPOSITE. I start out my conversations stating my interests .... and then I let the conversation flow from there.
Example of "Small Talk":
Me: "I'm Alan ... and you are?"
Woman: "Linda..."
Me: "Great to meet you Linda."
Woman: "Likewise."
Me: "So ... uhm ... do you come to this bookstore often?"
Woman: "At least once or twice per month."
Me: "Cool. So do you like fiction ... or non-fiction better?"
Woman: "I probably would say I like both."
Me: "Cool. I like Stephen Covey and many other self-help type authors."
Woman: "Great. I read those types of books from time-to-time."
Me: "What are some of your other favorite book topics and subjects?"
Woman: "Health & Fitness, biographies, New Age Spirituality, and romance novels."
Me: "Romance novels huh? Hmmm."
Woman (smiles): "Why the 'hmmm'...."
Me: "So you like to read romantic stuff huh?"
Woman: "Oh yes."
Me: "Hey ... speaking of romance ... you want to go out on a date sometime?"
Woman (smiles warmly): "I'm sorry Alan .... I'm flattered by the invitation ... but I just recently got engaged. Sorry."
Me: "No problem. Well ... nice meeting you and talking to you anyway."
Now realistically, I've seen men engage in "small talk" for a much longer time than that example ... but you get my point.
Example of "Building Rapport" via Mode One Behavior:
Me: "So ... what weekend in the next three-to-five weeks would you like to share my company one-on-one .... two weekends from now? three weekends from now?"
Woman: "Excuse me? I beg your pardon?"
Me: "You're excused. (pause) So .... you want to share my company two weeks from now ... three weeks from now ...?"
Woman: "I don't even know you!"
Me: "I'm Alan...."
Woman: "I'm Linda. Your approach is ... uhm ... very different. Very unconventional."
Me: "As it should be. (pause) So .... I say, you and I get together ... my place, your place, or somewhere neutral .... in about 2-3 weeks."
Woman: "And just why should I share your company?"
Me: "Because I'm going to provide you with some of the most high quality male companionship possible. I'm attracted to you. And the fact that you haven't ended this conversation yet lets me know you're attracted to me ... or at least, intrigued."
Woman: "Again ... you're different. But I have many male friends who provide me with great male companionship."
Me: "You said the key word. Male FRIENDS. I'm not looking to become your next 'platonic' friend. At some point in the upcoming weeks, you and I are going to have sex ... and we're both going to enjoy it immensely."
Woman (startled): "Oh my GOD! You are SO FORWARD. I can't believe you just said that. You just met me!! How can you be so sure that I would have sex with you when you just met me???"
[Note: No need to answer that. The fact that this woman is STILL TALKING TO ME lets me know she's interested, or at least, curious and/or intrigued]
Me: "So ... next weekend? Two weekends from now? What works better ...."
Woman: "Well, truthfully ... I already have a boyfriend."
Me: "Okay. Take care ...."
Woman: "No ... wait. Actually, the truth is, he bores me to death. I'm about to break up with him."
Me (writes number down): "Okay. When you officially break up with him ... give me a call. We'll hook up. I think you already know that my company will be far from boring...."
Woman (giggles): "Yes Alan ... you seem like a character. (writes down number) Here is my work number. But I'll probably call you before you call me."
Me: "Cool...."
Now. That conversation was "longer" than the "small talk," wasn't it? But it wasn't 'small talk.' I let this woman know from the word GO that I wanted to share her company one-on-one. I didn't waste time asking her about her favorite books. Why? Because if she doesn't want to kiss me, date me, or give me some pussy .... I COULD GIVE A FUCK WHAT BOOKS SHE READS.
Bottom line: Akaisoras, you've never read where I said building rapport with a woman is a "bad" thing. Never. It's all about HOW YOU GO ABOUT ACHIEVING THIS OBJECTIVE. Again, "small talk" is not the same thing as "building rapport."
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Mode One Structure and Radical Honesty http://badassromantic.blogspot.com/2007/04/mode-one-structure.html
This is hands down the most extreme case of meeting women out there, and I don't recommend it for everyone. It's not for the faint of heart. Fuck, I'M not this extreme. However, you could try... whatever happens, you'd gain massive amounts of confidence. Props for having brass balls and being courageous. Approaching as direct and honest as possible makes all other approaches seem easy. You can RELAX! It's the fastest learning tool and fear destroyer.
Actually... I DID behave like such with a couple women on the phone. That's probably why I don't have phone anxiety anymore. And I flirt like a mofo. ;D I wonder what would happen should I do this once or twice in my lifetime in person...
Structure
Here's the hidden article from the "Mode One Backstory" I posted earlier.
http://modeone.net/archives/TDTM1_SeductionSceneScript.html
In place of the first scripted bulk of the document, I decided to include part of the scene that was mentioned. It makes much more sense than reading the script.
Scene from Talk Dirty to Me
Now what's funny about this scene is, when I first saw it, I didn't think a guy could pull this off in real-life. Neither did my brother, and many of my close male friends. They were like, "That stuff only happens in the movies ..."
Not true. Soon, I began imitating the behavior of "Jack." Not so much his exact words, but more so his attitude, his body language, and his overall confident demeanor. Sure enough, I soon started having my own seduction experiences that were very close in nature to Jack's in this movie.
There was almost a "pattern" to it:
1) I would approach a woman...
2) I'd tell her my [sexual] interests in a self-assured, provocatively straightforward manner
3) More often than not, the woman harshly criticizes me for being "too forward," "crass," or something like that
4) Similar to Jack in the movie, I remain cool, calm, and collected in response to her criticisms
5) Eventually, I end up seducing that woman ... either that day, or a few days later.
::cocky smirk & a wink::
Alan, author of "Mode One: Let The Women Know What You're REALLY Thinking"
Honesty
Here's more of "Jack" displaying Radical Honesty... which, btw, is another book I should really check out. By Brad Blanton: http://www.radicalhonesty.com/ This one's a bit more romantic and less vulgar... and then vulgar again! ;P A bit cheezy, but then again, pretty intense. You can just feel the tension.
No one's ever really honest anymore! And that's what sets people like you and me apart from the pack. David X calls "Honesty" your greatest weapon. It's what's between your ears. One of the things he says is how... to be a man, you've gotta be able to look someone in the eyes and tell'em the truth. Another great saying: the more you tell the truth, the less you have to remember. It's much easier to free flow when you're not makin' shit up!
The basis of David X's teachings is Honesty, Trust, and Respect. Mode One and David X are two perspectives of the exact same thing: fuck what anyone else thinks, and be honest to yourself. Or in other words: know what you want, and don't be afraid to go after it. That's what a REAL man does. It's not just about women. It's an attitude for life, your health and well-being. Peace of mind. Come from the heart!
(And/or your crotch! ;P)
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The backstory behind the “Mode One” philosophy
Surely, I could not attempt to ‘brag’ on the sheer number of women that I’ve had some sort of sexual interaction with, because I can name many men (Entertainment celebrities, professional athletes, adult film stars, et al) who have a list of former lovers that far exceed my own.
Similarly, when it comes to the raw “kinkiness” (or “freakiness”) of many of my sexual escapades, I’m sure there are many men whose stories could outnumber mine, or be described as more “wild.”
But if there is one area where I’ve raised the eyebrows among both my male friends and acquaintances, as well as my female friends and associates, has been in the area of verbal seduction, and the subsequently “quick” sexual interactions that took place following the seduction.
Prior to my Senior Year in high school, I had no idea there was even anything such as “verbal seduction” techniques. The first time I developed a clue about it was the Summer prior to my Senior Year, when I was visiting a friend of mine. He played this adult film (porno) in the VCR entitled, “Talk Dirty To Me,” which starred John Leslie as a slacker womanizer named “Jack.”
I had always been under the impression that you had to be ‘physical’ with a woman (kiss her, caress her, massage her, or something involving touching her) in order to get her sexually aroused. I had no idea that you could just talk to a woman and get her juices flowing.
In what, to this very day, I would describe as the hottest verbal seduction scene that I’ve ever seen in any film (PG-13, R, XXX, etc), Jack’s friend “Lenny” (Richard Pacheco) injures himself, and has to visit the doctor. While waiting for Lenny, Jack begins flirting with the seemingly prim, proper, and prudish female physician (Cris Cassidy). After a few moments of verbally flirting on the couch, he rises and comes right up to her desk and begins ‘talking dirty’ to her.
“I bet a lot of men would pay big bucks to get in your pants … wouldn’t they? (pause) I wouldn’t pay you shit… (pause) But I’d fuck the hell out of you…”
He goes on and on and on. You gradually begin sensing that some of his erotic verbiage is beginning to have an affect on her, but she tries her best to remain self-composed. She begins harshly criticizing everything he’s saying, and criticizes his moral character, but he remains ultra-confident, calm, cool, and collected. It’s as though none of her criticisms faze him in the least.
Finally, she gets up from her seat and declares, “I’m gonna call the police!!” Jack says, “Fuck the police …. (unzips his pants) look at this … (pulls his erect cock out and begins stroking it; The female physician begins licking her lips) You like it??”
Sure enough, within minutes, she’s on her knees sucking his dick. Now, after just criticizing him a few minutes prior, she can’t wait for him to fuck her.
At the time I watched this, I was amazed. I think the most specific aspect of his verbal seduction that amazed me the most was his calm, cool, collected responses to her harsh criticisms. It’s just the average man’s normal tendency to become defensive and/or apologetic when an attractive woman begins expressing a barrage of harsh, subjective criticisms of his behavior and moral character. But he remained totally calm, composed, and indifferent in response to anything negative she said.
At the time, my friend Marlon and my brother said, “don’t take notes too quickly … after all, this is just a movie. I don’t think you could ever get away with talking like that to a girl you just met in real life…”
Over the next few years, I ended up proving that their statement was not true. Matter of fact, it was FAR from the truth.
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The backstory behind the “Mode One” philosophy
I actually didn’t coin the term, “Mode One” until Fall of 1990, but even before then, I had experienced my share of ‘Mode One’ styled verbal seductions. If you saw the movie, “Dangerous Liaisons,” there was a scene in which Marquise de Merteuil (Glenn Close) challenges Vicomte de Valmont (John Malkovich) to seduce the young, naïve Cécile de Volanges (Uma Thurman). Merteuil doesn’t really think Valmont will be successful, but he is.
The next morning over breakfast, when Cécile acknowledges that Valmont did indeed seduce her, Merteuil is ultra-curious as to why he was successful in doing so. She asks Cécile what made her give in. “It’s as though he had a response to everything I said…” And then Madame de Rosemonde (Mildred Natwick) says the line of significance. “Once you render a woman speechless, you will always be in a great position to seduce her.”
Here’s my primary principle for a successful “Mode One” styled verbal seduction: Never argue with, apologize for, or try to defend yourself against, harsh, subjective/opinionated criticisms. Just listen to them, accept them, and then throw them out of your mind. They mean nothing. Absolutely nothing. If you get into a debate or argument about your behavior (good or bad, appropriate or inappropriate), you decrease your chances of rendering a woman speechless.
This one principle is at least 50% of the effectiveness of Mode One Behavior, both in general, and specifically when it comes to [verbal] seduction.
The other concept I learned through my Mode One experiences and seductions? No woman can directly, or ‘intellectually,’ prevent you from causing her to become sexually aroused. Any woman can prevent you from having sex with them, but they cannot prevent you from getting their pussies wet. A woman’s pussy getting wet is not an ‘intellectual’ decision. It’s a hormonal reaction to a man’s looks, demeanor, behavior, and/or words. Among other reasons, GOD would never allow the desire to have sex to be totally intellectual. That would conceivably, and potentially, prevent the reproduction of the human race.
So beginning with the mid-to-late 80s, I became a self-proclaimed “Master” of verbal seduction. So much so, that I had a few male acquaintances dub me “Da Legend,” and female acquaintances nickname me “the unofficial King of Verbal Seduction.”
Just like a prideful recording artist would produce his “Greatest Hits,” I will now take time to lightheartedly ‘brag’ about some past “quick seduction” episodes ….
Yours Truly’s Greatest and/or Quickest “Mode One” Seductions
There are many women I’ve seduced into having some form of sex within weeks, months, or years after I first made their acquaintance, but for this specific list, I will only highlight some of the women that I was successful in seducing within the very same day that I made their acquaintance. Beginning with roughly 1985, there have probably been at least 15-20 women that I’ve seduced into an erotic interaction within the same day that I met them (resulting in either intercourse, oral sex, or at minimum, the woman stroked/jacked off my dick). I will only highlight my personal “Top Five”; Those women that I a) seduced into having some form of sex within at least 2 hours after I first met them, and b) overcame some degree of ‘resistance’ and/or subjective criticism in order to seduce them (in a rough ‘chronological’ order):
[note: some words and comments may be slightly paraphrased and/or modified due to inaccurate memory]
Same Day Legendary Verbal Seduction #1:
“Where’s my Butter Pecan Frusen Glädjé??” (Summer, 1986)
This was my last Summer in Bloomington in the 80s, before heading back up to Da Region, and this was the experience / seduction that made my own blood brother a believer in the effectiveness of Mode One Behavior. There was this very attractive Blonde (she would tell me later that she was a Nurse at Bloomington Hospital) that got of a car in the parking space right next to the one my brother and I pulled up to. She had on a black mini-skirt, with a “V” that stopped right above the crack of her ass.
My brother was like, “Damn!! She is sexxxy as hell!!! I wish I could fuck a woman like that tonight…” I was like, “I bet I could … if I wanted to.” Prior to this night, I had told Steve a handful of my “straight-to-the-point” verbal seduction experiences, but he was always skeptical that I was exaggerating. Initially, I had no intentions of trying to seduce this woman, but after going into the 24 hour Krogers grocery store at roughly 2am, and not finding my favorite flavored ice cream (Butter Pecan Frusen Glädjé), I was pissed. And when I get pissed, my level of boldness and straightforwardness increases two to three times.
I saw her standing alone in the isle where shampoo and hair supplies is sold. I walked up to her and just stared at her, not immediately saying a word. She looked at me, smiled, and said, “I am so undecided!! I don’t know which product to buy!!” I looked at her with an expression of “I can give a fuck about what you need to buy.” The first comment out of my mouth was “you look damn good in that mini-skirt…” She was like, “Thank you.” I went on to tell her that looking at her in that outfit was getting my dick hard. That blew her away. “Oh my God! You are soooo forward!” Duh. Uhm … yeah. First she lightheartedly criticized my comments and behavior, but then she slowly became more obliging.
After inviting me to touch her ass (I reached in her skirt and palmed that soft ass of hers), she “dared” me to show her my erection. She must’ve not known who she was dealing with. I immediately unzipped my pants and showed her my hard dick. The next thing I know, we were kissing, and she was stroking my dick with her right hand. I gently pushed her shoulders downward so that she took the cue to get on her knees. She began sucking my dick … right there in the store.
Minutes later, a grocery store stocking boy caught us in the act. That prompted her to make the comment, “wait for me in my car.” I went to her car, which was unlocked, but before getting in it, I winked at my brother, who was still in the car. He gave me a look of, “what took you so long? what’s going on?” I just smirked, and gave him a gesture that said, “hold on a minute.”
Soon, she came and joined me in her car, and we talked for about 3-5 minutes, before she lowered her head and started sucking my dick again. She could give head VERY GOOD. I looked over at my brother, and I could tell he was in disbelief. We continued to be more and more “interactive,” and right before my orgasm, my brother got out of his car, and approached hers. He knocked on the window, and it was good that I was cumming at that point. Because his presence kind of threw off her enthusiasm.
I earned his fascination and belief. It was a great experience. To this day, I can’t remember her name.
Same Day Legendary Verbal Seduction #2:
“Let me ask you a question . . .” (Spring, 1989)
Probably my 2nd most “memorable” same-day verbal seduction was when I was working in Downtown Chicago in Spring of ’89. I was working for First Chicago Bank, and I was on my lunch hour.
I saw this Latin/Puerto-Rican woman wearing this very sexy, form-fitting dress, walking down State St. Most of the construction workers that saw her were whistling at her, and cat calling her. She was walking with a little extra provocative shake to her hips … obviously well-schooled on how to be somewhat of a “dick tease.”
I decided to postpone getting my food in order to make this woman’s acquaintance. I walked straight up to her as she was at the nearest intersection, waiting for the green light to cross the street. I said, “My name is Alan … (pause) … do you fuck as good as you walk??” She was out of her mind with shock over that question. “Excuse me?!?!” she said. I calmly replied, “You’re excused.” She shook her head in disbelief as she crossed the street.
“Do you talk like this to ALL women?!?” she asked. “If I feel like it…” I replied. “I’m a respectable lady, and men don’t just talk to respectable ladies like that!!!” she said. I didn’t say anything but “so … you still didn’t answer my question.” She increasingly became frustrated. She began harshly criticizing my ultra-candid comments and overall behavior. She said that I was “immoral” and “rude.” I didn’t really care about her criticisms. For every criticism she offered, I just calmly replied, “Does this mean that we’re not going to hook up and fuck??”
Finally, after she saw that I wasn’t going to become defensive and/or apologetic, she slowly but surely lightened up. Then, finally, she answered my question. “I guess I would say that I fuck better than I walk … for sure …” No sooner than she said that, I looked at my watch and saw that I only had about 20-25 minutes remaining for my lunch. I hadn’t even eaten yet. I was like “I gotta go … it was nice meeting you…” She looked shocked. She was like, “That’s it?!? After all this sex talk, you’re just going to walk away?” I was like, “well write down your number … I’ll give you a call this weekend.” But her demeanor was more so like “Fuck this weekend. You’ve got me horny NOW.”
Sure enough, she was like “My car is just in the next block … can I give you a ride somewhere??” I was like, “what the hell…” She got in the car, wrote down her number, and then took off driving. She started to take me to this food place on Wacker Dr., but then she took it upon herself to look for a secluded alley, or somewhere private, so that we can fuck. She was like, “you got me so horny…” I was like, “You want me to fuck you, don’t you…” She gave me a smirk like “hell yeah I want you to fuck me…”
We didn’t end up fucking, primarily because I didn’t have a condom, and I didn’t trust myself for time. But she did end up enthusiastically sucking my hard dick. I came all in her mouth, and then said “I’ll call you this weekend.” Unfortunately, we never saw each other again after that. (We did talk on the phone once or twice, but never hooked up).
Same Day Legendary Verbal Seduction #3:
“May I help you find what you’re looking for?” (Summer, 1993)
I returned to Bloomington, Indiana in May of 1992, and ended up earning my Bachelor’s Degree in Economics in December of ’92. I stayed in Bloomington while I pursued entrance into Graduate School, and once I got accepted into the I.U. MBA program, I knew I would be down there a while longer.
Most of the time I was down there, I worked part-time in a telemarketing job. After working since I returned to Bloomington, I got burned out from telemarketing. I wanted another job for the Summer of ’93 before entering into the MBA Program. So I went to the Poplars Building on East 7th Street looking for work.
While looking for a particular office to pick up an application, this attractive young sistah stopped me, and asked me did I need help. She was medium height, brown-skinned, and had a small waist, and a nice, round, athletic ass. When I told her what office I was looking for, she informed me that the people who worked in that office were all out to lunch, and they would be back in roughly 40-45 minutes or so. She offered to let me wait in her office, or come back later. Of course, I took her invitation to wait in her office.
After about 5 minutes or so of “small talk,” I boldly asked her if she had ever fucked in her office. She blushed and was speechless for a few moments. She gulped and said “I don’t believe you just asked me that question…” I said, “Well … believe it.” She gave me a few lighthearted criticisms for being so forward, but then she went on to tell me that she and her ex-boyfriend had fucked in the office bathroom at least once.
“What position did he fuck you in?” I asked. “Doggie-style” she replied. She was wearing these tight, white, “leggings” styled slacks. I asked her “do you love doggie style?” She said, “Yes … that’s actually my favorite position.” She should have never told me that.
After a few more minutes of provocative conversation, I asked her to stand up over near the typewriter, so that I could get a good look at her ass. She was like, “You are sooo naughty…” I just smirked.
Next thing you know, we were kissing and I was caressing that nice ass of hers. “My boss will be back in about 15-20 minutes!!!” she said. “Her office is right next door!!” she said. I was like, “So.” Seconds later, I slid down her leggings, bent her over on the table that held the typewriter, and began fucking her doggie-style. At times, she was moaning so loud that I had to put my hand over her mouth. I loved watching my pelvic area bounce off of that nice round ass of hers.
I finally came after about maybe 20 minutes or so. I took off my condom and shot my load all over her ass. Lucky I finished when I did. About 5-6 minutes after I finished, her boss came to the doorway and told her that she needed her to type up something. I was like “whew! … we almost got caught.
Almost.
Same Day Legendary Verbal Seduction #4:
“So you like the Bruthas huh . . .” (Summer, 1997)
It was the first Friday evening in August of 1997, and membership in the L.A. Fitness Health Club on Wilshire Blvd. was at about 40%. Attendance by members was usually at it’s lowest on Friday evenings, Saturday evenings, and Sunday mornings. I usually worked out on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays, but sometimes, I would change my routine to Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays.
About ten minutes into my break, I’m approached by a young, attractive Blonde female, approximately 21 or 22 years of age, named Trish. Trish was about 5’5”, with a figure that was probably 34-25-37. She was Caucasian, but she had a butt like a black woman.
“Do you know how to get started on the stepper??” she asked me. “Do I look like I work here?” I replied in a smart alecky tone. “Well aren’t you a smart ass!” said Trish, with a smile. “I can be…” I said. I walk over to the stepper, but before I can get started helping Trish, another female, this one a brunette, approaches Trish and I. This turned out to be Trish’s UCLA college roommate, Ashley. Ashley was slightly on the ‘chubby’ side … maybe 15-20 lbs. overweight … but still had a nice figure. Similar to Trish, she had an ass that was shaped somewhat like the average thick Black woman.
“Is he going to show us how to do it?” asked Ashley to Trish. I couldn’t help but interrupt that comment. “Trust me … in due time, I’ll educate both of you two on how to please me….” Both Trish and Ashley were momentarily speechless. They couldn’t believe their ears. “I beg your pardon??” said Ashley. “Please … don’t beg. I might lose respect for you if you beg too much.” I replied, in an ever-so-cocky manner. The two college roommates just looked at each other with an “Oh My God…” expression.
“Don’t act like you two are blushing…” I said. “I bet you two would turn me out…” I added. “Turn you out?? What do you mean by that?” asked Trish. “You know, show me new tricks…” “You are so bad!!!” laughed Ashley. I ended up engaging in some minor small talk, before I began asking them questions. “So … I bet Black guys always tell you both that you have asses like Black women….” I said, taking on a more calm, seductive demeanor. The two women looked at each other and chuckled. “I guess…” says Ashley. “I know I have a nice, big butt…” laughed Trish. “And yes … many of the Black guys at UCLA love my ass…” finished Trish. I was now beginning to smirk, and get really comfortable.
I told Ashley to turn around. “Why do you want me to turn around?” asked Ashley. “So I can see your ass …” said Alan. Ashley looks at Trish, and then they both look around in the club to see who may be paying attention. Finally, after a few moments of reluctance, Ashley turned her back to me, so that I could get a really good look at her ass. “Nice…” I said. I gave Ashley a playful slap on the ass. Trish, not to be outdone, turned her back to me. “What do you think of mine…” I stared at her curvaceous ass, and then I took BOTH of my hands, and caressed it. “It’s okay…” I said facetiously. Trish turns around and playfully slaps me on the shoulder. I left them alone to work out while I went upstairs to take a shower.
About 20-30 minutes later, I came out of the men’s locker room and returned downstairs. I looked around for Trish and Ashley, but I didn’t see them initially. No sooner than I walked out towards the parking garage, Trish and Ashley approached me. “What are you about to do?” asks Ashley. “Go home … you?” I replied. The two girls looked at each other with mischievous expressions. The two women still have on their tight workout outfits, and I began caressing Trish’s ass again. “Who said you could feel on my ass…” asks Trish playfully. I don’t say anything. I just continued to caress her ass. I grabbed both of their hands, and led them to a secluded area of the parking garage.
I then lean Trish against a car, and pressed myself against her soft, round ass. Trish felt my hard dick through my sweat pants pressing against her ass. “You like that don’t you … I know you feel me….” I said. Her friend Ashley moved closer to me, and I brought her close to me so that I could tongue kiss her. While I’m standing there kissing Ashley, I continued to press my hard dick against Trish’s soft ass.
Finally, after about four or five minutes, Ashley then leads all of us her Honda Accord. All of us end up getting in the backseat of the car, with myself conveniently in the middle. I took turns kissing them both. Even though it’s sort of cramped in the back, Ashley leans down and begins sucking my dick. Trish held on to my dick while Ashley sucked it enthusiastically. Trish sort of jacked me off while Ashley continued sucking it. I had wanted to fuck Trish, but she informed me that ‘Mother Nature’ was visiting. Oh well.
After a while, Trish had me so excited, that I was ready to shoot my load of cum. I then directed Ashley to return to the backseat (she had gone up to the front seat), so that they both can kiss and lick on my dick while I cum. Again, it becomes somewhat cramped, but they both alternate licking, kissing, and sucking on my hard dick. Finally, I shot my load on both of their faces while hollering out an orgasmic moan.
A nice “workout,” if I say so myself.
Same Day Legendary Verbal Seduction #5:
“Blow me off now, … but you’ll pay for it later …” (Summer, 2000)
Since roughly 1995, 1996, the number of ‘same-day’ seductions diminished compared to the late 80s and early 90s. Most of the women I’ve met, and subsequently seduced, I usually didn’t end up having sex with them until the next day, the following weekend, if not later. Or if I had sex with them within the very first time we were alone, I had already had at least one or two phone conversations with them prior to us being alone for the first time.
When I was thinking of my last memorable “ultra-quick” seduction, it would have to be during my last Summer in Los Angeles, before returning to Gary, Indiana to assist my parents. It was a little before Midnight, and I was at the Kinko’s near my apartment (about a block away). I was doing some things on the computer when an attractive sistah, about late 20s or early 30s, asked me for some assistance regarding some computer software programs. I was like, “Do I look like I fuckin’ work here?” She was startled by my harsh response, and was like “Wow. Sorry I asked.” I decided to keep fucking with her head by saying, “you need to be sorry. you shouldn’t even be in here if you don’t know how to use computers…” She was just speechless. She didn’t know how to react to my seemingly ‘asshole’ behavior. Then, just before she rose from her seat to go seek help from one of the Kinko’s workers, I tapped her and said, “I’m just fucking with you … how may I help you…”
“Do you know a lot about computers?” she asked. I said, “I pretty much only know about two things … hardware and software.” While talking to her, I couldn’t help but look at how seductively she was dressed. A male friend once said to me, the top four ways you can get a feel for a woman’s sense of sexuality is by looking into her eyes, listening to the way she talks, observing the way she walks, and paying attention to the type of clothes she wears. She had on these cute, short denim shorts, with this summer sweater that enhanced her handful-sized tits. Her face wasn’t the most gorgeous I’ve seen, particularly by L.A. standards, but she was a 9 out of 10 from the neck on down.
After about 10-15 minutes of computer-oriented conversation, I said, “I bet men try to get in your panties on a regular basis…” As anticipated, she was like, “Excuse me?!?” I, of course, had my patented response for that reply. “You’re excused…” She said, “why are you worried about how many men try to ‘get in my panties’??” I said “because I’m going to fuck you…” She just looked at me. And I returned the stare right into her eyes. She was like, “well, I have a boyfriend, so you can go back to what you were doing … I think I’m fine now.”
I debated momentarily between choosing to be more persistent, or just leaving the situation ‘as is,’ and the latter decision won out. I told her, “you know where I’ll be if you need anymore help” and then proceeded to leave her alone. Truthfully, at this point, I thought my chances of seducing her were slim and none. But then, to my surprise (or speaking egotistically, it wasn’t much of a surprise), she made a comment to me right as she was preparing to leave. She was like “you are a piece of work.” I didn’t even turn around. I pretended to ignore her, and kept doing what I was doing. Obviously, she didn’t like being ignored, so she came right up to where I was sitting. “I’m going to have to tell my girlfriends about you.” I still didn’t say anything. Finally, she was like “Oh, now you’re gonna just ignore me?” Duh! Hell yeah.
She acted like she was walking off, and said “fine. handle your business.” About 10 minutes later, I was done with what I had to do, and went to pay for my services. Guess who was still in there, even though it was obvious that she was finished doing her work?? HER. (Her name was Sharon, but I didn’t know that until later). I guess me making that attempt to ignore her really caused her a high degree of egotistical frustration, because now it seemed as though the tables had turned. Now SHE was the ‘aggressor.’
“So did I piss you off or something?” she asked. I just smirked and headed towards the door. She continued with “Well, actually, I really don’t have a boyfriend … but you know, there’s a lot of crazy guys in L.A. … you never know.” How did she know I wasn’t ‘crazy’ now?? Because I ignored her? Finally, I took her out of her agony and spoke my first words to her in a while. “Where’s your car?” I asked. “Right outside …” she replied. “Let’s go…” I confidently said. “Well, I still don’t even KNOW YOU….” she said. I gave her a look like, “Yeah, right.” We both headed to her car.
When we got in her car, we exchanged names, and engaged in 2-3 minutes of small talk. Then I asked her my original question again. “How many guys try to fuck you when you wear that cute little outfit you have on?” This time, she was less antagonistic, and more obliging. “Well, you know … men will always be men.” I started caressing her thighs, and she didn’t stop me. Then I said, “you’re getting my dick hard….” She looked at me, and said “Oh really…”
I unzipped my pants, and pulled out my hard dick. At first, she avoided looking at it, but I said I wasn’t getting out of her car until she stared at it. After feigning resistance, she finally stared at me stroking my dick. She asked, “does that feel good…” I said it did. I said, “why don’t you take over…” and at first, she resisted. Then I leaned towards her, and started kissing her, and during the kiss, she took it upon herself to start stroking my dick. After about 10 minutes more of making out, I was like, “I live right up the street on Hollywood Boulevard … let’s go to my place.” My roommate Wayne wasn’t going to be home until another hour or so, so I had the place to myself.
We got to my place, and I got her out of her clothes as quickly as possible. She began sucking my dick as I finger-fucked her, and she was “okay” at giving head, but it felt pretty good. Then, I started fucking her good fashion. Started out in missionary position, then let her ride me, then did doggie style. Finally, it was back to missionary position before climaxing. I sucked all on those nice nipples she had, and I made her cum first. “Cum all over this dick … cum all over this dick …” I said. Then, thinking back to our exchange in Kinko’s, I couldn’t resist but to make her apologize.
Say, “I’m sorry for giving you a hard time in Kinko’s…” I demanded. When a man has a dick in a woman’s pussy, and is using it right, he can get a woman to say damn near anything. She repeated what I told her to say at least 3 or 4 times. I was pleased. She came …. and I came.
Apology accepted.
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Initially, I was encouraged to include some of my memorable “Mode One seductions” into my book; But my brother, along with a few female friends, thought that would be too risqué. So this was for you to enjoy. . .
;-)
“The Author”
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THE "ARE YOU FUNCLUBBING?" TEST
What exactly is "FunClubbing?" Anytime you're interacting with a member of the opposite sex, and you're 'pretending' to have nothing more than a 'platonic' interest in them, when in actuality, you're suppressing some degree of romantic desire and/or sexual lust, this would be representative of "FunClubbing."
The term was borrowed from a friend and fraternity brother of mine when I was a Freshman attending Indiana University in Bloomington, Indiana. Frustrated in response to feeling as though he was being treated by a female acquaintance as a "platonic boyfriend," he told me, "Never allow yourself to enter into a woman's 'Fun Club.' You will end up giving her the same amount of attention and companionship as a potential boyfriend, only you're not getting any sex!!:"
Men are primarily the 'guilty' ones when it comes to FunClubbing behavior, but women are occasionally guilty of this type of behavior just as well. There are many men and women who think they have good, solid, healthy "platonic" friendships with members of the opposite sex, but in reality, many of those so-called 'platonic' friends are FunClubbing with you.
What about you? Are you FunClubbing with a member of the opposite sex?? Not sure?? This lighthearted "test" will help you determine if you're guilty of this behavior, and just how guilty you are.
Instructions:
Answer the following eight (8) questions as HONESTLY as possible; This is the only way that you can accurately determine if you are "FunClubbing" with someone of the opposite sex, or if you're truly that person's good, PLATONIC friend:
1) How frequently do you entertain the thought of being physical and/or sexual with your current 'platonic' male or female 'friend'??
a) All of the time; can't stop thinking about it;
b) Probably at least 3-5 times per month;
c) Occasionally … maybe three or four times per year at most;
d) Never. That's like thinking about being intimate with my brother or sister. Those thoughts would be almost incestuous.
2) When you haven't seen this friend in a while, and they hug you and/or kiss you on the cheek, it makes you feel . . .
a) very excited … sometimes even sexually aroused;
b) very 'warm & fuzzy' inside;
c) just generally happy … I enjoy it in a general way;
d) indifferent; it's like being hugged and kissed by my aunt or uncle, or brother or sister.
3) When you and your friend have detailed discussions about sex and physical romance, does it make you feel . . .
a) excited! my favorite sort of conversation with this person!
b) real close to this person. I feel like we are developing an emotional 'bond' of sorts;
c) very comfortable. I enjoy talking about dating & sex-related issues with this person
d) somewhat uncomfortable; As long as the conversation doesn't really get "X-rated," I'm cool. Otherwise, it makes me feel awkward.
4) If you and your 'platonic friend' were to hang out socially (e.g., at a nightclub, bar/restaurant, etc.), and you saw them flirting with a member of your gender, would it make you feel . . .
a) Very, very jealous & pissed off; I honestly wouldn't like it;
b) Somewhat uncomfortable; I would tend to be envious that I'm not receiving the same sort of 'flirtatious' attention;
c) a little bit 'strange,' but for the most part, I'm cool with it as long as it didn't last TOO long;
d) indifferent; Could care less; They could flirt with how many members of my gender as they wish.
5) If your 'platonic friend' asked you to introduce them to your 'good-looking' best friend, and you knew your 'platonic friend' had intentions of having casual sex with one of your best friends, would you feel . . .
a) pissed off?
b) jealous?
c) a wee bit awkward?
d) indifferent or enthusiastic?
6) If you invited your 'platonic friend' over to your place to watch a rented movie video with you, and they asked you could they bring their new 'love interest' with them, would this make you feel . . .
a) Very pissed off. I wouldn't let them come over;
b) Somewhat 'jealous.' I would expect it to be just my friend and myself;
c) A wee bit uncomfortable. I would've expected it to be just us two;
d) I wouldn't have that big of a problem with it. After all, we're just watching a movie.
7) Let's say you stayed the night over your platonic friend's place after a night of partying and getting drunk; You wake up early in the morning to use the bathroom, and as you pass their bedroom, you notice that their bedroom door is cracked open. You decide to get 'nosy' and look in, and you see your platonic friend watching a pornographic video tape while masturbating. Do you . . .
a) Watch for about 5 minutes, then immediately enter the room, and attempt to have oral sex and/or intercourse with my friend!!
b) Watch for about 15 minutes or longer, and then stand at the door and masturbate myself while watching them masturbate.
c) Watch for about 5 minutes out of curiosity, but then continue on my way to the bathroom, and back to bed.
d) Within 10-30 seconds after examining what's going on, I immediately walk away; That would be like watching my brother or sister masturbate. Ewwww!!
8) You find out that your platonic friend has just become engaged to be married. When he or she first tells you, you feel . . .
a) Absolutely sick. Not the news I wanted to hear at all;
b) Uncomfortable, and possibly envious/jealous of the person they're about to marry;
c) I'm generally happy for them, but I know it's going to change our interactions dramatically;
d) Excited!!! That is great news!!! I am totally happy for them, and I can't wait to attend the wedding!!
END OF TEST
Now, look at all of your HONEST responses. Use a different test for each 'platonic friend' you have that you suspect you may be FunClubbing with.
Give all "a" answers one (1) point;
Give all "b" answers three (3) points;
Give all "c" answers six (6) points;
Give all "d" answers eight (8) points;
Tally it up.
Are you guilty of FunClubbing with this particular male or female 'platonic' friend??
8 - 16 points: You are FunClubbing IN THE WORST WAY. You need to either a) tell this person STRAIGHT-UP that you have romantic and/or sexual feelings for them, and/or b) leave this person alone totally for an indefinite period of time.
17 - 36 points: You are FunClubbing. Plain and simple. You need to seriously re-evaluate why you are interacting with this person, and where this so-called "friendship" is headed. In the long-run, you're going to end up feeling hurt, angry, frustrated, and/or bitter. You need to be honest with yourself, and eventually, your 'friend.'
37 - 50 points: You are not FunClubbing … BUT … you might be on the verge of it sometime in the future. You need to really examine how you REALLY feel about this "platonic" friend of yours.
51 - 64 points: You are truly this person's "platonic" friend. You have nothing to worry about. You two will more-than-likely be good friends for a long, long time.
Hope you enjoyed this test, and I hope it prevents you from entering into the "Fun Club" zone!
Alan C.
Author, "Mode One: Let The Women Know What You're REALLY Thinking"
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