This is another episode of the book I never printed regarding my history with girls and the lessons I learned from it. If you haven’t yet, you should read components one, 2 , three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, and 16 before you read the article below, so you can be up to speed on where the story picks up. Everything below is 100% accurate to the best of my memory, journals, and spreadsheet records, though all of the names of those people described have been altered.We last left off about ten years back, the summer of 2009…Summer 2009Now I had been seeing these three girls regularly, plus new girls I added sporadically:Darci — Blonde 23-year-old FB college student. I had been visiting her about 2-3 times per month initially, but as the summer wore on, I started watching her less and less.HBM — 19-year-old inexperienced Asian FB I saw every week that also cleaned my whole house when she came over. She began becoming more consistentSadie— exceptionally intelligent blonde Russian MLTR, age 23. She was the person who freaked out at the pregnancy test she found in my garbage can, leading to a (nice) soft next out of me.Darci began slowly drifting away. I began seeing her less and less often. No specific reason; she was terrific. It only happens sometimes. There are occasions where you or the girl become very busy with other things or other folks. I saw her less and less often during the summer, and by September I was not seeing her anymore. No next, no debate, nothing like this. She just… drifted away. HBM was becoming far more consistent. She was always happy, fun and 100% play free. She was an FB because she was just 19, but she was the most gratifying FB I’d ever had up until that point. We would go on to have one of my greatest consistent nonmonogamous relationships (nearly six years) and as she became older, we were going to grow a lot more serious. But I did not know any of that at this point and was not even considering it. She was just a very fun, sexy, young, drama-free FB who loved to clean my home. Win.She would wash my dishes when she saw other women’s lipstick all around the glasses. She did not say anything (though she would much later). She would only make a mental note, file it for later, and continue to sing songs while she cleaned, like a tiny Asian Snow White.The sex has been getting better also. In a few months I had her orgasming frequently, which only increased her high amount of horniness more. To this day she ranks among the most always horny women I have ever dated. I taught her various sexual positions and, though initially reluctant, she began enjoying particular ones over others, asking them in advance.She kept the whole relationship a secret from everyone she knew, including her friends as well as her family whom she lived with. She always made up a story about how she was going to “hang out with friends” when she came over to see me. This was easy for all to think since HBM was an extreme extrovert and spent time with a massive community of friends when she was not working at her fulltime restaurant job.She did not match my physical perfect very much. I like Barbie blondes with big boobs, and she was an Asian with small boobs, but she was hot, had an wonderful body outside the breasts, and was petite, which I enjoy. Not to mention all her other advantages I described above.Sadie came back after only a couple weeks, but only temporarily. She was still upset her Disney dreams were interrupted by the fact I was nonmonogamous and always would be. She gave me the usual Societal Programming ASD about how I was a sex addict or something (to which I clarified this and this for her). We watched each other for a couple more weeks, but the Russian in her only made her too angry about the fact I had been having sex with other girls, especially girls who were younger than her. She left me at a LSNFTE and proceeded to go date a Russian beta man she met in the unemployment line. (Yes, I am serious.) She’d be back in about six months. More on that in a future installment.Darci and Sadie leaving wasn’t any problem whatsoever since I was cranking the relationship machine and always adding new girls from my online relationship.The first one was Layla, a 6’1″ 19–year old who not only was taller than me, but someone I later discovered was a virgin. When she met up with me for the first time in a Starbucks down the road from my home (she only lived five minutes away from me that I thought was quite convenient), she was absolutely terrified. She had never been on a date before and had never been on one with a man who was nearly 20 years older than her (I was 37 at the time). By midway to 2009, after two and a half years of working in my relationship skills, I was a pro at this stuff, so I managed to get her to relax and set both rapport and fascination. I managed to get her over to my place for the next match, and over the next few months we did a lot of sexual things but never really got to full-on sex. She had a boyfriend in high school, and they had, like us, done lots of sexual stuff but never really went all the way. I though it’d be interesting and unique to have sex with a virgin because I had never done it before. I also had never had sex with a girl who was taller than me and believed that would be an interesting experience nicely.I was wrong. We never have to full-on sex since she was just too nervous. After a couple of times, I smacked myself in the face and asked myself why in the hell I had been wasting my time trying to have everything could have been dreadful sex with somebody this inexperienced and nervous. I was already having {} sex on a regular basis with a lot of other women. So, I allow Layla go and we became rare texting friends. Do not waste your time. If a woman does not want to have sex with you after two or so visits to your house, she is not worth it. Whatever reason she’s, even in case you believe it is a great one, just proceed. There are loads of women as hot or hotter than her right around the corner ready to have sex with you. I have not ever had sex with a virgin. I don’t need to. I think it’s most likely the dumbest sexual dream men have. (I would, however, later have sex with a girl taller than me. A few, actually. The other major addition around this time was Charlotte. I didn’t know it at the time, but Charlotte goes on to become one of the longest, most serious, and most important relationships I’d ever have. She was 27 years old, redhead, college educated, very clever, very pretty, with all the specific perfect curvy-but-trim body I enjoy.We hit it off instantly on the first date, got sexual on the next date, had sex on the third. Within two weeks I left her a powerful MLTR and we began seeing each other weekly. We loved spending time together. We talked, we laughed, had good discussions, and the sex was just how I liked it.For another six months I kept seeing HBM and Charlotte on a nearly weekly basis. I’d usually see HBM in the middle of this week (Wednesdays and Thursdays were her evenings ), Charlotte on Mondays or Fridays (she was a regional manager so she set her own schedule), and I reserved my weekends my kids. HBM just said to me one day, with a huge grin on her face,”You fuck other women, do not you?” I simply smiled and shrugged. You fuck other women.” And that was that, no additional discussion. My EFA had functioned perfectly. I’d later go on to have sex with lots of her friends, some of whom were hotter than her, but that would be later.With Charlotte, I told her I was nonmonogamous. She explained,”As long as I could have sex with other women, you can have sex with all the women you want.” Charlotte was heavily bi-sexual (I did not realize just how much at the time) and the majority of her best friends were hardcore lesbians, so what I was doing was not a big deal to her. Perfect.I dialed down the relationship system somewhat during the September — December time period in 2009. HBM and Charlotte were so consistent and strong that I really did not need a whole lot of other ladies, and my mad phase was starting to draw to a close (but it was not over yet!) . There were three other girls I saw very sporadically during this time, but none of them were significant or long-lasting.2010 was around the corner, which would be a significant year also.To be continued.

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Sometimes people get the impression that men like me live some sort of charmed life and are great whatsoever. They believe they could not do anything such as I’ve because I am perfect at everything and they are”normal” men so that they could never create anything even remotely near Alpha 2.0.   I am serious. There are men who think this.  Today I will help you guys out. I will lay out every significant mistake I’ve ever made in my entire life. I can not record each error, since there would be far too many to list, but I could provide you the big, giant, horrible ones… the ones who really screwed things up for me.  They’re listed in no specific order. This ought to be fun!  1. I received a girlfriend way too soon in life and got married way too soon. Most of you who know my story know this already. This 1 decision caused the next long-term issues in my life:A. The union put me back financially at least ten decades even without the divorce. Read this. B. Being married nearly put my company under. C. The relationship and subsequent marriage caused me to gain more than 50 lbs, some of which I am still unable to get rid of 20+ years later. D. Being married caused a nice quantity of standard drama and anxiety in my life that lasted nearly a decade. E. Being married killed my sexual life. Once I had been married for about a year which fell in frequency and remained low until the divorce nine decades later. F. I got divorced, which cost me a good quantity of money in alimony and legal statements. It wasn’t horrible and I did not get”divorce raped.” Some folks appear to believe I did, and I did not. I managed to endure it financially and we did not have any type of custody battle. However, it was still a large disturbance in my life that lasted a long time and cost me plenty of cash for no reason. G. It set my pickup and relationship skills by at least ten decades. I’d have been much more proficient with girls by age 35 had I never gotten married. Today I am fine, but as most of you know, it took me a few years of hard work to receive my girl skills up. That would have been much less of a problem if I had remained unmarried during my twenties and thirties. 2. I had kids manner too soon in life. I really like my kids. They are a source of great pride and pleasure for me. But I could have had them later in life and should have. I’m a guy, so I can have children pretty much whenever the hell I want. I left the completely ridiculous and unforgivable mistake of getting my children in my mid-twenties when I wasn’t much older than a child myself. It caused the following problems:A. It set me back financially at least five years (and yes, this is in addition to the ten years the union put me back). B. It made my union far worse. By far, the number one source of large arguments I had with my first wife during my first marriage were directly brought on by the fact that we had kids. Most married couples with children will tell you the exact same thing. The union would have been much better if there weren’t any kids. (It still would not have worked since it was monogamous, but it could have been much, much better.) C. I made mistakes in raising my children back then because I was far too young to be a proper dad. I stupidly waited until my early twenties to lose my virginity. Some men seem to think that waiting a longer time to lose your virginity makes you a better man, or a moral guy, or a safer guy, or a more focused man. All wrong. It is all bullshit right-wing Societal Programming.  Probably the largest source of angst and inner pain during my teenage years and early twenties was due to the fact I wasn’t having any sex.  It was very good I did not have a girlfriend during this time. I’d have been happier, less stressed, more convinced, had improved self-esteem, and yes, more concentrated at my job and a more successful man all around.  I still remember how much better I felt complete after I started having sex on a regular basis (at least once I got married!) . It was a major difference. Losing my virginity in my teenage years could have had a huge and positive impact on my entire twenties, and my thirties also. What a monumental mistake. 4. I did not spend any time overseas during my twenties. I regret this a little for this day. During my early and mid-twenties, I was really excited about traveling overseas and even perhaps residing abroad for a couple of years before returning to the USA. I read a great deal of books about it and got really excited. Back then I had been looking at doing so with Japan (it was the early 90s and Japan hadn’t entered their zombie market yet).  Alas, I did not go anywhere because I was scared. It would be nearly 15 years later before I began frequently traveling to other countries.  Had I lived overseas for a couple of years way back into my early twenties, irrespective of what country it had been, it would have had a gigantic positive influence on the rest of my life moving forward. 5. I chose to follow a”selling hours for dollars” version for my first company. I’m very pleased with my first company, my small computer consulting practice way back in the mid-90s. It was my first small business success. I got to some six-figure earnings in 1990s dollars by age 27 because of that enterprise. I did a lot right with it.  But I made the enormous and common mistake of getting to a company where I exchanged dollars for hours, instead of leveraging my time by decoupling what I offered to the hours I really put in. I offered per-hour consulting services. This was nice, and made me some great money, but in addition, it place me at the position at which the just way I could feasibly increase my earnings was to put in more hours. That’s pretty much the stupidest business model you could come up with, irrespective of how much money you earn.  I must have sold flat-fee services, retainer services, information, and/or merchandise rather than per-hour services. I might have been a millionaire much earlier in life, and with a lot less pain and stress. 6. I waited too long to get rid of weight. Younger men can get fat, get drunk a lot, eat like shit, do drugs to a degree, and pretty much fuck their bodies without needing it harm too much of the remainder of their life. As soon as you reach age 35, you can not do this anymore, and certainly not beyond 40.   I wanted to tackle my weight when I was in my early 30s, but I did not, at least not entirely. While I have never weighed what I weighed back then (that was a lot), I must have gotten down to my ideal weight at or around age 35. I had been too focused on different regions of my life to make that happen, which isn’t an excuse.   Now I must concentrate very hard on getting my body fat down at age 47. Not fun. It would have been much simpler 17 decades back. 7. Throughout the majority of my business career, in all of my companies, I got stuck in the trap many entrepreneurs do of underestimating A) how precious my goods, advice, and services actually were and B) how much money my client base was prepared to spend.   I have lost countless of dollars over the last 20 years or so by charging too low for the things I have sold in my companies. Even now I still do not do this too as I should (though I am much better at it now ). I could have made considerably more money on far less work hours had I figured out this or had the balls to really raise my costs 25 years back.  So, none of us are de erfect. I’ve done plenty of dumb shit during my entire life. The above seven items are not even 1 percent of all of the mistakes I have made. I just kept going despite my errors.  No one has to be perfect to be happy.  

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This is another episode of the book I never printed regarding my history with girls and the lessons I learned from it. When you haven’t yet, you ought to read components one, 2 , three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, 11, 12, 13, 14 and 15 before you read the article below, so that you can be up to speed on where the story picks up. Everything below is 100% accurate to the best of my memory, journals, and spreadsheet records, though all of the names of those people described have been altered.We last left off about ten years back, in May of 2009, when I finally achieved my objective of getting four girls on rotation at precisely the exact same time…I had done it. At age 37, only two years after my divorce, I was finally living my dream. I had both relationship skills and non-monogamous relationship management skills pretty much in the bag. I had four strong, reliable women on turning, all of whom were young and attractive, relatively simple to get, all of whom I actually liked, and all whom I watched regularly.Darci — Blonde 23-year-old FB school student I saw about two a month.Emma — Physically fit 25-year-old single mother MLTR I watched about three times each month.HBM — 19-year-old inexperienced Asian FB I saw every week that also cleaned my whole house when she came over.Sadie— exceptionally intelligent blonde Russian MLTR, age 23, I watched two to three times per month.This is when shit really started to get mad. I was often seeing four girls at the same time and I was still bringing in fresh ladies.Why? Since I was a maniac back in 2009. After a lifetime of being a beta, eventually getting this magical power of being able to use online dating to bring in fresh, sexy, younger girls , fast and easily for almost zero cash, whenever I wanted, and also have the ability to date many of them at once without needing to guarantee any of them monogamy……it was just so fresh and god damn wonderful it began going to my mind. I began having weeks where I’d have sex with three, four, sometimes even five different girls in 1 week. I began having days where I had sex with two girls in 1 day (and after that three girls in 1 day). A few of the women I began to trust and I stopped using condoms with these.This was in addition to me hitting the dating websites and scheduling new girls via first and second dates. I was having a wonderful time, but I was also extremely out of balance. I began to gain weight (and not one of my girls seemed to care; some even hinted that they preferred it). I cut back on my work hours for the first time in my whole life. My company suffered even worse in 2009 than in late 2008 when the crash happened. Pretty much every part of my life began to suffer except my girl life, which was rocketing into the stratosphere, ever greater, every month. I didn’t care about anything else.As always, LSNFTE finally begun to occur. After just a month or two of beginning to see Emma, I went out on a first date with a sexy blonde Dominant I will call Shelly. I’d already engaged in several longer IM discussions with Shelly prior to the first date, which was an exception to the rule, so she already knew about my multiple-women lifestyle. She had no issue with it, but she had been a Dominant and wanted to throw her jurisdiction around a little bit.So, the day after the first date she went directly to my Facebook page and plastered a hot pic of herself with the message”Hey Caleb! Thanks for the terrific date!”Later that afternoon Emma sent me text asking who”that woman was” in my Facebook page. She was polite and not mad; she simply asked. I don’t recall what I said but I blew it off. We had a short talk about something else, and then as of the following day, boom, she was gone. She ghosted me stopped responding to my own texts.Regrettably, Emma subsequently made a dreadful mistake. I have mentioned this story before. In her anger, she instantly went into a dating website (I believe she used Match.com), discovered some random man, went out on a {} date with him between dinner and drinks, got drunk with him, went back to his place, and had unprotected drunk sex with him.Two days later, her vagina began bleeding and she began throwing up.She went to the doctor and they gave her the bad news. The man had given her Herpes II, the poor one without a cure.She confronted him. She endured through her first outbreak and went into a deep depression for many weeks.A couple weeks after I sent her one of my resurrection messages over Facebook (she had never blocked me or anything like that), and she responded with a few unhappy messages about how”reckless” and”dumb” she’d been, how she should not have reacted that way because I’d always been honest with her about me dating other girls (which was true, of course), and how she had been”tainted goods” and how”no guy would ever want her today” for her disease. (She had no idea how wrong she had been; guys will take anything, but I am jumping ahead in the narrative; more on that later.)Though everything she did was her fault (you do not have unprotected sex with a random stranger on a first date while drunk; Jesus!) , I still cared for her and felt sorry for her. I told her that I could not have sex with her {} she wanted to come over and just talk, I’d be fine with that. She did so, and one day we talked on the sofa and I held her as she cried.There is much more to her story, but everything happens years in the future. Be Alpha but be fine. Do not take women’s crap, and never hesitate to soft next them once you will need to, but also treat them with kindness and affection. These things aren’t mutually exclusive. While all this was occurring, HBM and Sadie were becoming more serious, both in exactly the exact same time. HBM was an FB, but she had been so fun to be with so drama-free I began considering upgrading her into a real MLTR. She was beginning to learn to actually like sex, and soon I had her orgasming for the first time in her life. Being a Filipino, the horniest girls on Earth, her libido went on overdrive and we began having sex a lot. I kept to the once-a-week rule but I greatly expanded the period of her meets. HBM was among those few women from my whole history that had the identical amount of sex drive that I had. And she continued to clean my home.We began going out to eat, and when I told her I did not need to cover it, she began paying for it herself(!) . Sadie was an MLTR, and we started getting really serious. She wanted to introduce me to her parents, and that I really stupidly agreed, not knowing what a dreadful idea that was.Lesson Twenty-Seven That is classic boyfriend behaviour that will backfire on you quickly. Like a whole dumbass, I went over and met Sadie’s parents. Little did I know how badly that jeopardized my Alpha 2.0 EFA, but I would not realize exactly how much until a few weeks later.While at her parent’s home, Sadie excitedly introduced me to her exceptionally Russian mother and dad. Her father just grunted at me while her exceptionally dominant mother drilled me with nonstop questions, though politely, about what I did for a living. Sadie was really excited. A couple weeks later, HBM worriedly said that her period was late. I explained to her that she was not pregnant since we had been using condoms, at least putting them halfway into intercourse. As always, I was extremely cautious with condom usage. The prospect of getting a girl pregnant absolutely terrified me, a lot more than getting an STD. My experience with Selina had scared the crap out of me (though of course I was not the dad ) and I was not about to repeat that experience again if I could help it.I knew HBM was not pregnant because I had been extremely careful, and that I knew she was not having sex with anybody else. She was too nervous and inexperienced for that, though that could radically change about a couple of years later.This was just a case of a very young, inexperienced girl not being used to having sex or to her own body yet. Regardless, she was {} nervous.No problem. I just walked over to my bathroom and instantly whipped out one several pregnancy tests. I walk my talk; I consistently have pregnancy tests in my toilet for these occasions.Lesson Twenty-EightAlways have at least two distinct brands of pregnancy tests, some little Dixie cups, and at least one morning after Plan B pill into your bathroom for emergencies or to calm down hysterical girls. I had her urine in a Dixie cup and utilized both pregnancy tests on her urine, right in front of her. She was not pregnant, obviously. She sighed with relief and I threw the pregnancy tests off, forgetting about it. While going to the toilet during that trip, she rummaged through my bathroom trash can, searching for evidence of other girls (ah, Russian girls ). She knew I was seeing other girls of course. As usual, I never doubted what I was doing, I just didn’t verbalize any specifics.In the bottom of the garbage can (and yes, it actually was at the base, you could not see if you just glanced at it) she discovered among the used pregnancy tests I had used on HBM per week before.With a horrified look on her face, she emerged from the bathroom and said,”Caleb, I do not mean to be a snoop,” which was obviously a lie,”But I only saw a used pregnancy test on your garbage can.”She subsequently unleashed Drama from Hell. She began yelling at me, insulting me, crying loudly (ah, Russian girls ) like I had done something horrible, though we clearly were not anything like boyfriend and girlfriend and just been seeing each other a couple weeks while she understood I was seeing other girls.But some of this was my fault, because I was stupid enough to satisfy her parents. Had I not done that; she probably would have responded much less badly.I just told her that I do not do drama. She then did what I train lots of my girls to perform; she grabbed her phone, went out on my deck, closed the door, and began crying about me to one of her beta man orbiters.I shrugged and went back to work on my PC. She was not crying anymore but she was extremely upset. I asked her one of my tender next phrases:”Do you like me to take you home?” She thought for a moment and said,”Yes, I would.” Let us go!”I drove her home and said nothing to her throughout the trip, just listened to the radio. She asked me to drop her off in a inexpensive restaurant where one of her orbiters was going to meet her, and I did so. This started a very long soft next for Sadie, although not a comprehensive LSNFTE. She’d be back in a couple of weeks. (They always return.)While driving back home, I texted Darci to determine if she was free. She was, therefore I had sex with her that day instead.It’s great to be an Alpha 2.0.In the next episode, I add two more MLTRs to the mixture, one of these very serious.

This is another installment of this book I never printed regarding my history with girls and the lessons I learned from it.

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