Dance Floor is a Trap?

How wrong the guy who said "the dance floor is a trap" was. Like anything, it's just another facet of game which can be used to your advantage. It provides an easy non verbal way to meet girls, initiate kino, and ramp attraction up quickly. The trick is transitioning away and glueing her to you so the interaction sticks…

I'm at Typhoon last night with a bunch of friends. I have a date with me also so I'm basically in "hook up my friends" mode. We bump into more people we know. We're chilling at first by some tables in a high traffic area pulling people in. A friend fearlessly goes in on 3 seated cute girls and locks himself in right away. I'm amusing myself opening girls by poking them in the belly and telling them they're committing a party foul by having no drink, or dancing. I've also given the cheers opener to the 2 new guys so they can work on being social.

Eventually we make our way to the dance floor. We're overlooking it and I'm getting eyes from this super hot asian girl. She AI's us and stands next to me grinding her friend. Forget what I opened her with but she's laughing, smiling, and then proceeds to tit punch me with a spearhand poke to the belly! I'm like WTF LOL, did you just tit punch me? Your tits are next! "Nooooo!". She's giggling. I try bringing my buddy in because he's so into Asians and this one is fucking cute. He doesn't step up so it's over. After I'm telling him we want to occupy the raised part of the stage when we dance because we'll get noticed. Attention whoring girls leave and we grab the opportunity to hop up.

I'm not an especially good dancer, but I know a move or two, I'm confident, and know how to have fun amusing myself. That, combined with the stage and powers of observation is all you need. We're up there shaking our shit and I'm watching for the signs. The investment pays off and the eyefuckings begin. These 21 year old girls are looking up at us having a great time strutting around and want to be a part of it. It's like a hybrid of social proof with jealousy plot, sans woman. We begin to get AI'd.

Girl #2 rolls by and I noticed she'd been eyefucking in Genome's and my direction. I poked him in the ribs or something to let him know what's up and gave the girl a smile. We both helped her up on stage and I told her "Have you met my best friend Genome? He's awesome!". She begins shit testing him immediately while they're dancing. He turns around to me and says she's accusing him of this or that. I think I said "you like guys with personality right? Well Genome has a BIG PERSONALITY!" They walk off hand in hand later… logistics were bad for him but he got her info.

Girl #3 rolls by. She's checking me out. She looks. She looks away. My date is 3 feet away. She looks. She looks away. Stop being so shy college girl. I smile and hold my hand out. She hops on stage and suddenly my cock is rubbing against her pussy as she grinds me. I go in close and breathe heavy on her neck. She does the same. My date is watching this go down, smiling and talking to one of our guys. She wasn't jealous. Awesome. Now I can turn it up. I turn her around so she's sandwiched between my buddy and I. She starts rubbing her ass on my now hard cock.

I stab her in the ass with it. Oh my.

My buddy finally begins to get it and take control. Shes into it with him. Then out of nowhere some guy approaches the stage and she pulls him up. My friend gives up the fight before it began and now he's outside the bubble. My friend is awesome but he lacks presence and confidence in himself. Incredibly surprising to me given everything he has going for him but we all have our inner demons.

His roommate later starts double teaming same girl with random guy, turns her towards him and starts making out with her in front of whoever that guy was. I'm waiting for the drama. It never comes. He was only an orbiter, and her ride. My friend's roomie then walks off with her (SMART) and later has his hands up her shirt. Dude is standing next to me in disbelief for 5 minutes. Welcome to the friend zone...

Girl #4 begins eyefucking me. I count at least 8 glances from her toward me. I stare her down and smile. She smiles back. She doesn't approach the stage yet but I have to piss bad so I hop down.

Security corners me with some bogus claim of inappropriate behavior.

They're chill but they toss me outside and aren't reasonable. Someone's butthurt. Wonder if we were with one of their girls or something. Fuckers.

Whatever. I hooked up a couple of my guys and had fun.