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ABOUT THE AUTHOR KEZIA NOBLE was born in London. She began a music career in 2003, which led to considerable success and a record deal in the US. Kezia believed that a career in the music industry was her destiny, until an out-of-the-blue occurence in 2006 introduced her to the ‘pickup’/seduction community. One evening, in a trendy bar in the heart of London, a trainer from one of the largest PUA (‘pickup artistry’) companies in the world asked her to come along to one of their weekend workshops. Kezia was a sceptic at first but, after witnessing the astonishing results when men followed systemic technical advice in the art of picking up women, she soon became a female coach. Kezias knowledge and techniques were born from her observations of men considered to be naturals - i.e. consistently successful seducers of women - combined with the knowledge obtained from working with some of the PUA gurus. Kezia has since built a major personal following even among men not previously aware that a seduction community existed. Her expertise has made her the worlds premier female PUA trainer, and is now coming to the attention of the wider public and the mass media.
15 STEPS TO BECOMING A MASTER SEDUCER Kezia Noble
CONTENTS
INTRODUCTION AUGUST 2003 OCTOBER 2006 THE WEEKEND B00T CAMP MARCH 2OO8 : DEJA VU
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STEP ONE: UNDERSTANDING CHEMISTRY ROMANTICISM VERSES PRACTICALITY Slow BUILD-UP OF THE ‘CHEMISTRY SENSATION’ RAPID BUILD-UP OF THE ‘CHEMISTRY SENSATION’
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STEP TWO: UNDERSTANDING WHAT WOMEN WANT KNOWING YOUR TARGET FAMILIARITY THE NEED WITHIN THE PRIMAL NEED THE EVER-CHANGING DESIRES
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STEP THREE: CONFIDENCE AND THE MISTAKE OF BEING VAGUE JUST BE CONFIDENT? PINPOINTING YOUR STICKING POINTS PINPOINTING YOUR STRENGTHS
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STEP FOUR: THE STAGE WHAT IS THE STAGE? THE WEAK STAGE THE STRONG STAGE THE SIX COLUMNS Of YOUR STAGE FIRST COLUMN: LEG POSITION SECOND COLUMN: ARMS THIRD COLUMN: HANDS FOURTH COLUMN: EYΕ CONTACT FIFTH COLUMN: FACIAL EXPRESSION THE NERVOUS LAUGH SIXTH COLUMN: VOCAL TONE SUMMARY OF THE STAGE
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STEP FIVE: THE THREE ELEMENTS OF ATTRACTION THE FORMULA OF ATTRACTION CONTROL EXCUSES, EXCUSES IMPACT CONNECTION
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STEP SIX: PRE-APPROACH ASSESSING THE SITUATION DISCRETION WHAT YOU ARE LOOKING FOR OUTCOME DEPENDENCE MARKS OUT Of TEN CREATING YOUR LIST THE NEW PRE-APPROACH FRAME OF MIND STEP SEVEN: THE OPENER A MESSAGE ABOUT CANNED MATERIAL
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STEP EIGHT: CONVERSATION SKILLS AND THE NINE-HOOK LEAD SYSTEM “BUT I CAN TALK SO WELL WITH MY FRIENDS” THE NINE-HOOK LEAD SYSTEM HOOKS HIGH-CALIBRE AND LOW-CALIBRE HOOKS HOOK LEAD ONE: OPEN QUESTION HOOK LEAD TWO: FACT HOOK LEAD THREE: OPINION THE DIFFUSION TECHNIQUE HOOK LEAD FOUR: CHALLENGE HOOK LEAD FIVE: HUMOUR HOOK LEAD SIX: ANECDOTES HOOK LEAD SEVEN: TASKS HOOK LEAD EIGHT: VALIDATION HOOK LEAD NINE: ASSUMPTION THE TWO-OPTION ASSUMPTION SUMMARY OF THE NINE HOOK LEAD SYSTEM PRACTICE
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STEP NINE: VALIDATION POSITIVE VALIDATION NEGATIVE VALIDATION PUSH-PULL TECHNIQUE SUMMARY
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STEP TEN: BITCH SHIELDS WHY DO WOMEN HAVE BITCH SHIELDS? DESTROYING BITCH SHIELDS VALIDATE, VALIDATE AND VALIDATE! FINAL REMINDERS ON DESTROYING BITCH SHIELDS
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STEP 11: SEXUAL ESCALATION WHAT IS SEXUAL ESCALATION? WHY ARE SOME MEN USELESS AT SEXUAL ESCALATION? THE THREE STAGES THE DIPPING TECHNIQUE EFFECTIVE DIPPING ASSESSING THE SITUATION WHAT NEXT? FLIRTING
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STEP 12: CLOSING GETTING A NUMBER IS A RESULT OF DAYTIME OR DIRECT APPROACHES THE NICKNAME NUMBER CLOSE MAKING SURE YOU DON’T GET A ‘FLAKY NUMBER’ 181 ONLINE ROMANCE? NO WAY!
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STEP 13: THE PHONE CALL THIRD DAY LOGIC WHAT TIME? THE PHONE CALL
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STEP 14: GOOD GUYS VS. BAD GUYS THE BAD GUY THE GOOD GUY THE NICE GUY WHY DO NICE GUYS CONTINUE TO BE ‘NICE’?
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STEP 15: NEVER GOING BACK TO ZERO WHAT IF SHE THREATENS TO LEAVE?
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AUTHOR’S POSTSCRIPT
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INTRODUCTION AUGUST 2003
Saturday night out with the girls. We hadn’t seen each other for a few months. I’d been away on a particularly long summer break, and I was eager to see them all again. We’d been friends since college; over the space of a few years we’d cried on each other’s shoulders when relationships had gone sour, we’d argued over everything and anything, before always making up by admitting that we were wrong. We helped each other in our hours of need and shared laughter, holidays and birthdays. In that time we’d grown from girls to adult women. Here we all were, still friends and celebrating the fact that -through thick and thin, laughter and tears - we remained close. It was a typical busy Saturday night in London; we were sipping cocktails at one of the most fashionable clubs of the moment. The London party scene was out in full force: beautiful people; famous people; cool people; strange people; rich people; people who wanted to be rich; people who wanted to be famous. And then there were people just out to enjoy life, exactly like we were doing, We were attracting plenty of male attention and, as a result of that and some lethal cocktails, our egos were getting bigger and bigger.
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Men were sending us bottles of champagne; some were brave enough to come over to speak, some tried to dance with us, but all were sent hack to their tables with mils firmly between their legs. We even turned down two fairly well-known celebrities, who were particularly annoyed with us for not falling at their feet like most women immediately did. The thing was, we didn’t care. We were on a high, enjoying being together, laughing at the attention we were receiving, and besides - two out of the five of us had boyfriends. I, however, did not. But I did have my eye on someone at work, in fact I was a little transfixed by him. Any man who spoke to me was automatically and unfavourably compared to him. I remember feeling the need to make a phone call, maybe to check up on him or to shamelessly remind him how much I liked him. I went outside where it was quieter; it was a particularly pleasant warm night. Perhaps fortunately lor me, his phone was off and all I got was his answer machine. His cute voice came on and made me feel warm inside. I left a message on his voicemail and closed shut the phone. As I was about to turn and go back inside the club, I heard a voice from behind me. “Why are you speaking so loudly?” I turned around to see a rather ordinary looking guy leaning back in a relaxed manner, with his foot up on the wall behind him. He was kind of cute, but a little short for my liking; his clothes were a bit too casual for my taste too. “Excuse me?” I replied, feeling sure he’d made a mistake and thought I was one of his friends. He took a drag from his cigarette and looked into my eyes defiantly. “You’re speaking very loudly, when there’s no noise around you. Just thought it was a bit eccentric, that’s all.” He smiled. Yes, sometimes I speak loudly. So what?” I retaliated, lookinghhh
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