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You Must Move Her to a Kiss Closable Field

author: "Mystery"
date: Wed, 02 Dec 2003 05:00:00 GMT
newsgroup: alt.seduction.fast
subject: Mystery's thoughts on HUNTING GROUNDS

Have you noticed that most of the fields we talk about are PRE-FIELDS. we need to actually get a girl out of one field into a better one. you cant meet a girl on the street and kiss her there. you have to get her into a club or bar. you cant kiss a girl in a book store. you need to move her location.

The only places I see kissing a girl is in a private home (yours, hers, or at a party) or at a club or bar (a seedy little corner sitting on the couch), or MAYBE at a park sitting in front of the pond feeding ducks. OK, the car too I guess. But not at a restaurant, or on the street, or in a food court or in a mall or on campus or in a class. maybe an elevator but that is low probability.

So if you hunt in a non kiss close field then you must move her to a kiss closable field.

Any thoughts about this? I'm differentiating fields here - we may be starting a new thread here.

By Mystery

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