Diane, here's a journal post from my first week over at AD, still stand by what i saw from men women and children
Day 5 (Friday)
OK, still trying to stick to the “one at a time” regime so first dibs with the Instant Female Magic. Turn up at work, get changed, 2 shots, one to each side of the neck and (aren’t I a good boy) nothing else.
Receptionist was a little different, very relaxed with me but none of the girlishness I had seen with the ammo and A314 earlier in the week. She is the only woman I am likely to interact with until I get home.
Or so I thought, at 11:00am the sandwich van turned up, I stood in the queue and this woman (who has blanked me for weeks), late 20s Caucasian brunette and not nearly as hot as she thinks she is, started to strike up a conversation. None of the undertones that you get with ammo but a more relaxed, friendly chat about nothing in particular. Not a bad first day with the Instant Female Magic (togo). Took the kids to my mum’s ready for our weekend away, no discernible difference in attitude from mum, kids or wife but with only two sprays 8 hours ago, hardly surprising.
Saturday
Very early start, Cornwall to Liverpool for our goddaughter’s christening (up at 4, on the road by half 5 for a 700 mile round trip) Bearing in mind it’s the good lady’s time of the month, the best place to be is not stuck next to her in a car for 5 or 6 hours after she has only had 4 hours sleep. That is until today! 4 sprays Instant Female Magic at 5am and she was relaxed, happy and smiling despite my averaging 90mph plus and overtaking everything I could. Stop for breakfast after 250 miles, quick dash to loo, one shot Instant Female Magic to throat and meet her back at the coffee shop. She even kept her cool when the blonde 20ish and frankly shagtastic waitress blatantly flirted with me right in front of her ( and no, I wasn’t imagining it!!) This stuff is liquid gold, guys, if your SO suffers from any form of PMS or time of the month bitchiness, keep a togo of this in your pocket, it may save your life!!
Got to our destination late morning, old friends who we don’t see nearly as much of as we should. Big hug from the lady of the house who was more tactile and flirty with me than normal, contrasted hugely with her husband’s unusual reaction of being sullen and giving the impression that he didn’t want us there. Getting caught up in the excitement of the occasion, I had completely forgotten my ‘hidden scent’ and didn’t connect his attitude to it in any way. Relaxed in the evening, playing with the kids ( the youngest was somewhat reluctant to come near me which was unusual, I’m normally utilised as her climbing frame within minutes of arrival).
Sunday,
Shower, deliberately only brought Instant Female Magic with me so as to avoid temptation to turn up to church in a fog of pheromones. 4 shots Instant Female Magic split chest and neck. Service goes off without a hitch, I am sat between the two godmothers, one being my wife, the other a very opinionated woman in her 40s whose favourite subject is herself. Not today, chatting animatedly to me about my life and family, followed me like a lap dog around the reception and told her husband off when he interrupted a joke I was telling!
In this social environment, I tend to thrive anyway but definitely felt the Instant Female Magic gave me an edge, every woman I spoke to had a smile on her face and seemed interested in what I had to say ( with the body language to confirm) yet there was none of that slightly defensive feeling you get when a woman thinks you are coming on to them, just a nice happy aura of relaxed fun. No hint of jealousy from the wife despite me being my usual outrageous self! Interestingly, Mr Misery Guts, my long time friend was still quite off with me, a couple of our other mutual friends, one definitely alpha and the other godfather who is definitely a henpecked beta were both hanging on my every word, laughing at weak jokes. Does Instant Female Magic have an effect on males? It appeared to up my alpha status noticeably to the point that people were choking on their food when I told a joke!
After a couple of hours, we turned our weary heads to the long trip home and left, straight into a major traffic jam on the M6 ( think LA freeway on a bad day), my wife was still happy, relaxed and laughing despite lack of sleep and our friends bad attitude ( which had us discussing the option of feigning a child’s illness in the early hours and leaving the night before) whereas normally she would have been fuming, smoking like a chimney and virtually shouting at other car drivers to get out of the way).
In summary, 700 miles, 36 hours, normally psychotic wife a calm pussy cat. Normally placid friend moody and uncommunicative. Different behaviour patterns from several people.
Interesting test, intriguing results.
Now, today, it will be just me and nine female college studlents in a room for two hours this evening, now, shall I just throw every pheromone I have at them?