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How does a guy get involved in making travel videos, showing where to go to meet hundreds, maybe thousands of women? Well, it all started back in February 1994. I was thirty-nine years old and fed up with the dating scene. I tried all the methods of meeting girls like going to the discos and bars, parties, and even tried the National Singles Registry. This is a newspaper that comes out every two weeks with names and bio's of girls, describing their likes and dislikes. You answer their ads and they write or call you back when they receive your letter. If you want to meet the strangest girls on the planet try that paper.
I also attended Y.E.S. network parties. Y.E.S. stands for Young Executive Singles. Every week this company would throw a party at a restaurant, hotel, or hall for people who want to meet single people. It was fun but just a lot of social rejects that are too busy making money to spend time to date anybody. But to be totally honest I did meet some nice girls out of there and got laid a bunch of times.
Great Expectations was the mother of all meeting machines. At the time I joined this club the fee was a hefty $2,000 dollars for a years membership. I met about 30-40 women and got laid about twenty times. I had some short relationships that were fun with some of them. But for the most part the women were all head cases. I dated this one girl who I took out a few times and had no sex for the first four dates. Lots of kissing and hugging, and a little horizontal mambo on her couch one night. (A cha cha would have been too rough) It reminded me of a night I spent in a little town called, "Blueballs Pennsylvania". (There really is a place called Blueballs) I asked her if she would like to go away for the weekend with me to Santa Barbara.
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| Santa Barbara, California is a beautiful ocean village type town, and is a nice romantic place to start a newfound love. I figured if I was going to bury the salami in this chick, why not make it fun and romantic. Well, we get to Santa Barbara about 7:00 p.m. Friday night and check into the hotel.
I get a room with two beds, just to let her know there's no pressure. (I never told her that the room with the two beds
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