The System In My Head
Bendingo dating
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Ben quickly pocketed his new short side from side to side on his feet... Various helicopter maneuvers will make the air force flight demo to be embarrassed...
On paper, this is a standard check of aerodynamics and durability. Off the record.this is the baby shower for her new baby arm...
'My shlong is upgraded from shledium! Shlorts could only bow and worship like stormtroopers!' Before the pill, Ben's manhood was just average-sized. Now then? Status of porn stars!
His bananaconda evolved, becoming a dragon soaring in the sky!
A phoenix rising from the ashes!
A white tiger who can give you an extra dose****tiger drug!
'Okay, I can't celebrate forever. I've been slapping for 20 minutes ... I'm still a little worried about those side effects.' He doesn't feel any different, but that will always be a concern. 'Well, there's nothing I can do. Hope nothing happens. What's more important is that not only do I gain firepower, I also gain confidence!' With that in mind, Ben received a status-enhancing warning.
[Virtility: 5(4+1) - You are the big stick carrying the body]
...
Ben's manhood rose by one point from 3 to 4. With the extra points of the Black Tungsten Ring, it is now 5. Reading the message, he shrugged his shoulders. 'His body is heavy, which means my big stick is strong. Thanks for the compliment!'
She smiles. 'You can't stop me with that anymore. I have a lot of energy now!' Ben wasn't sure if he was getting stat points from them, or his increased confidence, but it was a welcome boost.
'Okay, I have to start my day. I would go to the gym, then take to the street and do some approaches. I also have to send Miyuki an SMS the next day.' The text of the next day: an Antonio message advises Ben to send the day after dating any girl. If she doesn't send it, the girl may think Ben is too aloof or doesn't like it. The text need not be fancy, simple "how is it" and some playful banter.
Then, Ben's plan is to send Miyuki a message tomorrow for a date so she doesn't look needy. In normal cases, she may wait a few more days to schedule a second date, but she runs out of time.
After all that, she will go to an important meeting that has been scheduled—dating with Annabelle, the big-breasted blonde artist from the park.
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Ben checked the time on his phone. 'I have to come 5-10 minutes late, but no more or he will leave. It's not too late, but never before.' Antonio advises Ben that if a woman who has never slept with him many times sees him waiting for him, he will give him a huge loss in his subconscious. A man can come 1 minute early, but the woman will imagine she has waited an hour, nervous and exploring the location.
The tendency of women is to imagine men of normal appearance or status doing sad things, despite reality. In fact, it was for good reason, as many men with low scores did such weak things. Women want men who are busier than them, which is why Ben wants to send the right signal by arriving second.
Plus, the anxiety of waiting would arouse Annabelle's emotions. As Ben walked, he texted him asking for his status, but he never answered. It made him wonder if he was standing, which Antonio thought would make him even more excited when Ben arrived.
Knowing Annabelle is an art student, Ben tells her to meet him outside an art exhibition organized by NYU. Being a student, he could get them for free. 'The best dates are cheap dates ...' He knew the key to wealth was saving from a young age.
As Ben walked, his heart beat accelerated as he watched Annabelle standing outside. She was wearing a white dress, showing off her large cleavage that she could see even from a distance. His long wavy blonde hair hung loosely on the shoulder of his dark green jacket. On top of her high brown boots, her smooth thighs were visible. Ben could not help but stare at them.
"Hi." Ben stepped in, exchanging kisses with her on each cheek.
"Oh. two kisses." He raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"That's what they do in Europe."
"...I didn't know you were European."
Ben replied with a confident grin.
She don't...
He's never been there either...
But that was his interpretation and Ben was under no obligation to correct it... 'Please take it and you'll embarrass me...'
"Let's go in" he said and walked in, holding the door for him.
A few minutes later, they were inside staring at an abstract work of art. It was a modern painting of a large blue sea square.
"How will you interpret this?" Annabelle asked him.
Ben swallows. He knows nothing about art. '...Art is subjective, right? I might as well say something vague and confusing so she would let it pass.' He turned to her. "I saw an army of sea crabs defending their home against legions of dragon queens. It's an epic battle for survival."
Ben's back to the art. 'What did I just say?'
After that explanation, Annabelle narrowed her eyes, glancing between Ben and the painting several times.
'I'm dead, ' he thought.
"Oh my God, you're right." he said.
'...What's?'
"There." He pointed to the corner of the painting. "The dragon queen's left squad is trying a flanking maneuver... Will the crab army be able to fight back? The spirit is in the seaweed..." He sighed.
[Current target attraction level: interested(+1)]
Ben rubbed his neck. 'What happened?'
