#NerdsUnite: How to Orchestrate and Handle Yourself in a Game of Strip Go Fish‏

<editorsnote> Nerds, meet my buddy Eric. He is a MAASSTTEERRR social dynamics expert that will be talking about his experiences in the field from both an expert, and experience perspective. He's not just saying "this is how to get the girl" he's here to share his actual life stories and lessons learned from them. I only have one more thing left to say ... HIT IT ERIC !!</editorsnote>

#TalkNerdyToMeLover's @Redolpho

So tonight, I rolled out to Downtown Los Angeles to visit a friend and was invited by her neighbor to stay for a glass of wine. More glasses of wine were poured and, although I wasn't planning on staying, I did. My friend is a brilliant painter, like insanely brilliant. I started a somewhat philosophical dialog about social interaction and sex with him and his equally talented musician friend, as I often do, and at some point the host said he was inviting friends over. I knew that these guys generally keep some good looking company so I was optimistic. The party started off innocent; there was wine, friends, and some beautiful women. 

One of the girls was a very pretty Japanese fashion designer. We talked about our realistic views on monogamy and found we had so much common ground. For all those guys who think you're chauvinistic or misogynistic for the way you view sex, I challenge you to rethink your views. The societal norms you've become accustomed to are very much a human construct and there are so many women who want to experience the same freedom from the norms and slutisms that are imposed upon them as you. Women are sooooooo sexual, it's amazing, give them a chance to express themselves and they'll open up to you. She was straight out of Japan, a very conservative culture, and openly entertained the idea of an open relationship, group sex, and sexual experimentation in general. After talking about our views I walked her out when she had to leave, we kissed for a moment and exchanged information. Seriously awesome girl, I am really looking forward to hanging out with her again.  

Some people left and some stayed, four turned into eight and we decided to play a game of strip go fish. Here is the thing my friends, if you are strong in your reality (i.e. getting naked with friends is just good fun) people, and more relevantly girls, will happily accept this reality as well. I cannot tell you how important this concept is, some people call it setting the frame but I find that piece of jargon confusing. This is simply being a strong social leader and owning your reality. (Think back to Jen's last trip to the Playboy Mansion and how she walked right into the VIP section, same thing.) These girls were beautiful, not average, beautiful. They could have all been models and one, who I know from a music video we were in together, made it to the finals of America's Next Top Model. There was no big moment, no grand persuasion, no drugs (that I saw at least), we had all gotten a little tipsy and the idea that we were all good looking, free-spirited people who should be naked was brought up, and that a game of strip go fish was the most appropriate way to accomplish that. 

Pro tip: Justification is everything sometimes. In this case, "We are all good looking, free-spirited people..." is what justifies that we should all get naked together. That sort of makes sense right!? Not really, but it justifies our behavior. Justify everything when you're escalating a situation sexually, "Hey let me show you the view..." "Come up to my place with me for a minute, I just need to grab something…" "People here are getting crazy, let's go for a walk..." Especially at the moment when you need to get a girl alone so that you can get the first coveted kiss, use justification to your advantage and have another reason why the two of you should separate from the group. In the back of her head she'll know exactly what's going on but with a justification the decision to say yes is just that much easier. The Japanese girl knew EXACTLY why I was walking her out. 

 K, back to the story...

There was no real discussion, there was some money rounded up and another bottle of whiskey and more wine were purchased. The cards were dealt and there we were. There were three teams: me and two girls, the host and another guy and girl, and another guy and girl. Then someone lost and the first set of clothes came off. They were the easy things, but we had established that shoes and socks counted as one item. Then someone lost again, shirts came off. Someone lost again, and the teams started to huddle together, my two girls looked over my shoulder as I held the cards and we plotted as to who held the cards we needed to win. At this point, the girls were down to their bras and the guys were down to their pants. I don't wear underwear, I just don't like underwear, but I was not the only one. One more hand was lost and two of the girls removed their bras, not my team ;). But then we lost again, and I and the other team with two guys were forced to remove our pants. We did, none of the guys looked like a porn star, I promise. For all the guys out there who are around average size, which includes me, take comfort in the fact that none of the girls cared and very few girls do with the exception of a few size queens I know. A couple hands later and everyone was completely naked except for one girl who still had her bottoms on. One last hand to end the game, we all cheers'd, had a naked group hug, and the game was over. The girl’s breasts and bodies were exquisite, and I was thoroughly enjoying myself.

What do we do now that we're all naked? Some of the girls started to put their clothes on, think Eric. 

Then I asked if they had a spa on their roof? They did! Brilliant. 

I turned back around and one of the girls on my team was making out with my model friend. 

Oh. My. God. This is going to be the hottest orgy ever, I thought.

Then my gut fell, what time was it? I had work at the hostel at four and the last bus that I can grab leaves at three. 

2:45am!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. <insert> super sad face </insertion>

I put on my pants and left for home. What an insane night, really wish I could have partook in whatever transpired later on but I guess it will have to happen another time. 

P.S. I have gotten a few questions about getting put into the “friend’s zone” so the next piece that I am going to write will be about that. If I don’t end up in another crazy situation before of course. If you have questions about the friend’s zone, or what happened in this story shoot me an email. I would love to answer them here on TNTML or in an email to you.

Cheers friends!

#thatisall

If you’d like to share your stories please feel free to tweet me at @redolpho or email me at eric dot rudolph dot carrillo at gmail dot com