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This guy Emergency, a westerner, living in Japan has a great PUA blog called Sushi and Seduction. He has a really great post on inner game called “The Manwhore Manifesto” which is designed to turn your thinking inside-out. Men like to think that slutty women, or actual prostitutes are great becuase they make all of the moves, and show all of the IOIs. For (lazy) men, this is our fantasy. However, this is really a backwards way for a man to think. Men are the initiators. Women want to be approached by manwhores. Manwhores provide women with the fantasies they want, but manwhores are payed with sex, not money. Check out that post, I just can’t get over how great it is.

We are in the business of dealing out fantasies for women. Women are in the market of shopping around for one. Men are never approached by women. We have to work the streets and try to chat up potential tricks. Women are usually too intimidated or embarrassed to approach whores - so you will have to make the first move so she can absolve herself of guilt.

We teach teens about their changing bodies, but not too much about their changing minds. We tech them how a baby is made, but not anything leading up to that point. It is very important for teens to know what is happening in his or her mind in order to fully adjust into adulthood, and achieve greater self-actualization. I tend to think that the feminist movement has pushed this type of thinking back; that people should be judged by their character, and not by what people really judge sexual attractiveness by. In other words, these realities are not always popular to talk about, and in some circles, are taboo and politically incorrect. Later in life, some people (men and women) will have a lot of disappointment, and spend a lot of time and money trying to figure out what he or she is doing wrong.If a teen does hear about it, it will be from his or her peers, which may or may not be entirely correct. It is instinctual for humans to seek out the fittest mate and procreate. This brings humans happiness.

Here are some generalizations that all teens should know. Just in case you didn’t know, generalization means most of the time (more than 50%) of the time, what is below is true. These are physiological laws, not societal. A lot of these attributes are subconscious. You can ask a person why they are attracted to the opposite sex. They will either not know, but it will be one of these attributes, or he or she will know what attributes he or she is attracted to, but he or she might not know why.

I would like to help you archive your self actualization a little sooner than you might otherwise.  So, if you are a teen, here is what I think you should know that no one else will tell you correctly (either becuase they will do it with too much crass or too much political correctness):

Men are attracted to appearance, women are attracted to character.

The characteristics men are attracted to

• Symmetry, proportion and posture: the alignment of all physical attributes with their opposite sides. The left eye, arm, etc, should line-up or look like the other side This helps a man find a woman that is free from any health defects.
• Youth: yes, men do prefer young or younger looking women. They are more fertile. This is why women obsess over youthfulness, wearing make-up, etc.
• Curves: I am not talking about fat, here. I am talking about the curves around the hips and legs. Again, the right kind of curve instinctually tells a man about a woman’s fertility and childbearing abilities, including proportionally sized breast, better to feed babies with. This is why men like breasts and women obsess over their size and shape. The better the breasts and curves a woman has, the better chance they have of attracting a man with the attributes listed below.
• Sweet-Smelling: a woman’s desire to smell sweet is derived from the sweet sent of the vaginal secretions when a woman is fertile. So, a sweet smell in general is attractive).

The characterisrics women are attracted to:

• Confidence, charisma, providence: a man that exudes confident is going to be a better provider for the family, and may produce more confident children, who, in turn, attract and propagate with mates of the similar character. This is why men obsess over power, wealth, territory, and all things symbolic of them.
• Social Intelligence, Playfulness: In order to survive in a clan (or thrive in today’s society), men need to be able to pick up on social queues. The reason men lie about the number of women they have slept with is to make women think they have higher social intelligence (since that is what would have got them the additional women).  A man that is genuinely happy, smiling all the time,  and makes other people happy is also a sign of social intelligence.
• Posture: the alignment of all physical attributes that have anything to do with character such as posture or presence.  This will cue the woman into any possible character defects.  Men with bad posture and presence perceived as sexually weak.

Note the absence of character as something that attracts men to woman, and appearance as something that attracts women to men. Hence:

• It does not always matter what the character of a woman is to a man (not withstanding any character attributes that have anything to do with scent, such as body odor or flatulence, or lazily displaying bad posture which offsets the appearance of health and symmetry), if the woman is attractive, a man will want to have sex with her.
• It does not always matter what the appearance of a man is (not withstanding the physical attributes of confidence such as posture), if the man has the right confidence and charm, a woman will want to have sex with him.

What about exceptions? What if someone is attracted to someone else who does not have all of the attributes above? The politically incorrect truth is, that the two people are taking what they can get due to their own shortcomings. For example, a man who does not have the ideal confidence, charm, or providence gets a woman who does not have the ideas attractiveness, curves, or youth.

How to tell when you don’t get it yet

If you are a guy, and you watch another man charming a women, and think “what does she see in him? He is fat, bald, ugly, and obnoxious,” you don’t get it yet.

If you are a girl, and you are describing a friend who is not attractive, and you say “but she has a great personality,” you might not get it (if you do, you are just being polite).

How to beat the system

So let’s say you are a guy who is attractive, has wealth but socially retarded or poor?  You need to learn the skills that will get you the girl.  What I have said above is just a start.  Look into the finer points of the art of seduction.  There are plenty of resources on the internet, some mentioned in other posts on this blog.

Let’s say that you are a girl who is not that physically attractive, a little overweight, or with small boobs.  If you have the right character, you can get a lot further than you think.  I know I might be contradicting myself a little, but us men can be fooled.  A girl with a lot of charisma, genuine confidence, ambition, and having contagious happiness all the time are attractive qualities.  You will have to work harder than other woman, but this will give you happiness.

Well, as you may know the Bert and Nena Sex Show podcast is no more. However, since I still have around 200 subscribers, I thought I would take this opportunity to let my subscribers find some podcasts they might like. If you are subscribed to the Bert and Nena Sex Show podcast you will receive these podcast episodes.

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So, my two brothers and I went to Las Vegas for the weekend for my cousin’s bachelor party. We knew it was going to be two days debauchery. My other cousin had the entire weekend planed out for his brother, including going to some strip clubs on Saturday night.

On Friday night, my youngest brother and I ventured out to a club at the hotel we were staying at. We watched plenty of scantily clad women pouring into this place as we waited in line. We must have got in around midnight. The place was totally packed. My brother was in a fraternity in college, so he is pretty skilled in the game area. We danced with a couple hotties, some who approached us. At one point, we got bored and danced with some not so hotties who attempted to buy us drinks who we ditched. We were probably only guys who paid attention to them all night. Right before the night ended, we found that two great smelling girls that were just out of site. We danced and had some heavy banter with them for a couple minutes, and they left before we knew it. We left the club alone (I am sure Nena is happy to hear that).

The next day, we spent in the pool watching more girls in the pool, and the bikini clad cocktail waitress. My brothers really liked this one cocktail waitress, Samantha. She wore a denim bikini top and had some great tits. Later, a girl named Kelly approached my brother and mad something up in order to touch his hair. She said she was a high school teacher in the area. My brother gave her card and said they might meet up later. But we had big plans for later, so it didn’t really matter that she did not end up calling.

All 11 of us piled in the party bus my cousin rented, went to a steak house to eat, and then on to Scores. We sat pretty far for the stage; witch there was only one. But that’s ok, because most of the girls were propositioning lapdances in this back area that we were in. My first (and only) lap dance was by this brunet Russian girl. Compared to the preview dances I received later, she was not that great. She was cute, had some ok tits. I had only been out for a night of lapdanced one other time, for a friend’s bachelor party. I was quickly reminded of the intense high of a lapdance, and the immediate void that is felt later. Unlike that attention you get from a girl that is really interested in you, the buzz you get when a lapdance ends drops very abruptly unless you can keep up a conversation.

With the first girl, I did not touch her at all, just to play it safe, not yet understanding the protocol. It was ok to touch as long as it was not overly aggressive, and you had a bit of charm thrown. The difference between an LA strip club and an LV strip club is that there is less pole acrobats and more options to escalate the interaction

My youngest brother, that I had gone to the club with the previous night, had not yet been to a strip club. Still, he was pretty smooth. He told one of the strippers he had that he was a filmmaker (which he is), and she just happened to be an aspiring actress. He was able to keep most of the girls that approached him pretty mesmerized. I was approached (they just come and sit on your lap) by a couple other girls, not quite as attractive as the first or the last one. The last one to come was approached by was a Chines girl with blond hair. Now, I know, that combination sounds trashy, but there was something about her. I only had $20 and wanted to keep in for the next club we went to in just to try to stretch my money (had taken out $100 at the ATM there), and I was almost convinced to get a dance from her, but I made here work for it and got as much attention as I could get from her while not going for the all out lap dance. I liked to hear her tell me how she was nice and soft. I think she was running her fingers along m neck, and I ran mine along her arm. When I finally told her we had to go, she got mad for wasting her time, so I tipped her, and we left.

Next, we were off to Olympic Gardens. When we first arrived, I was a little worried that the girls were not going to be as good, but I was wrong. We sat at a stage (I think there might have been a total of 10 mini stages), and as a group, I think we threw the most dollars at the first stripper that danced for us. She was not really hot at all in my opinion. Youngest brother kept making the point that the hotter ones don’t need to work has hard so they will not get as creative with their leg and tits flailing around the stage (no poles on these stages, by the way). Next was a slightly better one, and then another one. Younger brother (not to be confused with Youngest bother) was having a blast, and wanted to borrow more money from me. He told he that he was not able to do things like this all the time, and Youngest brother and I just laughed at him (I think he was a little more dunk as well).

The next girl, Youngest brother decided to mess with. There were a couple ways to deliver the $$ to the strippers. One way was to put the bills in your teeth, and have the strippers take them out by pushing their boobs around the dollar, and on your face at the same time. My brother wanted to deliver it either from his teeth to the girl’s teeth, or from his teeth to the girl’s ass. She did not go for it, and this lead to a light conversation between this girl and my brother, while she was on all fours on the stage. While he had her attention, I did just was he was attempting to do and put a dollar from between my teeth to the underneath the panties right above her butt crack. It freaked her out a bit, but she did laugh about it. She mentioned that she only worked there one night a week. This gave more conversation fuel for her and my brother. When her dance was over, the two of them when to another area and sat at a booth. It was not private or anything, kind of like at a restaurant booth with a semi-circle seats. There, my brother kept this girl so spun on him, get got her company and an undisclosed number of lap dances for the next four hours, and all he had to pay was her $40 entrances fee. There was only one other dance she gave that night. . She was just my brother’s type: dirty blondish hair, sweet girl-next-door type. By the end of the night, my brother had some Vegas booty on call. He said they were that last ones there at 4am the morning.

I took a seat a couple yards away where I was approached by the last girl of the night. She was a long legged Latin girl wearing lingerie. I did not intend to get another dance because I was saving my last $20 for the cab ride back to the hotel (the bus driver was off at 1am). Did I ever regret not going for this last one. She was cute, she smelled good, she felt good. She put my hands on her tits, before I even paid. She made cute little small talk, and it seemed she wanted to kiss me (but I did not know where that mouth had been, if you know what I mean). She asked me what I did for a living, and I said that I troubleshot computers which is partially true (didn’t feel like going into the details). She asked me if I wanted to go to the back room. I asked here what happens back there, and she said anything you want. I knew I could not afford that at the time, and that the experience would be fleeting. I did not really get to excited the entire night (even with the first stripper because she did not seem like she was that into it), but she was definitely giving me a hard-on. I milked her for as much attention as I could without having to pay. I did tip her for the time she spent.

Maybe this is my ego here, but it seemed I was getting propositioned more than the guys I was with. I was looking pretty hot that night, and was well dressed (maybe I appeared to have money by the way I was dressed?). Deep down, I know that do it for the money, but I can’t help but think they tend to proposition the men they are more attracted to. They would come to our group, and either go for me or one of my brothers, and then leave our group if we turned them down. It seems to make sense. At a certain point, they have to like what they do, and most of them are probably straight.

Or, maybe this is just a taste of the fantasy that they help to create. I mentioned the intense buzz and then the instant void I feel when I get a lapdacne. This makes me understand how some men can get addicted to this. It must be the same feeling as an addictive drug like coke or heroin (which I have never tied either of). It makes me also understand how some men can fall in love with strippers. When we first encounter them, they give us almost everything we want an attractive women to give us: physical contact and intimacy (although the intimacy is fake, but one does not don’t care at the time). I am not trying to get sentimental about love or anything like that, I am just trying to analyze the psychological dynamics and the effect of lapdances on a ma’s mind, thoughts, and belief system.

And there is something to be said about picking up strippers. One woman wrote a book on this topic (seems to be out of print, this Googled better, has some great points), and there was a podcaster (I have not paid too much attention to him since Soccergirl clowned him here) who claimed to be an expert at this. I am sure my brother has this all figured out. What better way is there to find your next girl? Most strippers are hot, you get to see the goods before hand, and they go after your attention. It is all up to you to spin them into your web while not letting the poisonous buzz take you over.

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So, after almost a year with no pocasts, we are finally announcing our new blog. Here, we intend to carry on in the spirit of the podcast, with links to silly things sex related and perverted commentary.