I am what people refer to as a "player."
  
When others see me with women, how women respond to
me and how this
happens consistently with almost every woman I
interact with, they
automatically label me - " He's a player."

  
I really don't see myself that way.  I am just a guy
who loves women
and experiencing them.


Sure, I've been with lots of women.

Sure, I can practically get almost any chick that
*I* want.

Sure, I can approach that hot stranger girl.

  
I have dated MULTIPLE WOMEN - at the same time!
There was a point
when I had more girls than I could handle.  I was so
tired of having
sex for consecutive steamy nights, that I would
rather stay home and
watch tv or play video games.  Believe me, having a
harem is not what
its cracked up to be.


Don't get me wrong -- I wasn't always like this...

I was once that guy whom girls refer to as a
"loser". I was that guy
who couldn't even talk to a woman I liked.  I was
what they call torpe

Scenario 1. An attractive woman asks me something:
I just answer it
with a word and then ignore her.

  
Scenario 2. A chick smiles at me:  I pretend not to
see it and move on.
  I was too scared and unsure of myself on what to do
or say next.


Scenario 3.   Leave me alone with an attractive
woman in a party, a
dinner table or at a carpool: I will fall silent,
nod or shake my head
to any of their attempts at rapport.

I once froze and turned cherry red when one of my
"crushes" back then
asked  if I could reach a bottle of coke for her at
a house party.  My
friends gave me that "stare" -  doing there best to
control their
laughter as the room grew silent  - as I nervously
passed the bottle to
her...

I then decided that I wanted to change this.  I took
advice from women
and conventional dating material on how to flirt,
act on a date,
communicate,  listen, to give compliments and so on.
  What did this
give me?

  
I was that nice guy whom hot women cry to when their
boyfriend did
something wrong.  I comfort single women whining
about men that they
can't have; complaining that there are no genuine
good men out there.
I wondered why they never considered me as a
potential mate. "Men just
want SEX", they told me.


While I was being there for her, listening to  her
WHINE, the OTHER GUY
was making her MOAN .  Nice tradeoff...

But times have changed.  Nowadays, I AM that other
guy.

You know that chick that you are "working on" right
now She's
probably part of your social circle, or maybe
someone you know at
school, or from work.  I GOT her... and her cute
friend to...  and that
other hot chick who is just their acquaintance from
work or school.

  
That hot stranger chick?  While other guys are
drooling and staring at
her - either waiting for something to happen or
thinking of the perfect
pick-up line; hoping for her to give them some sort
of a "signal"
through eye contact or simply just storing them in
their memory for
masturbation purposes - I will somehow get her to be
receptive towards
me simply by interacting with her.