RE: Evolution, aka ICM 3.0 Test Reports |
05-04-2012 1:19 PM
1 spray Evolve
Covered with Comme des Garcons "Original"
Skip to below the horizontal line if you don't feel like reading personal history and personality details. These things are relevant to me, so I include them, but you may not find them as important.
I sprayed this on after one of my female friends/old flames called and asked if I'd like to catch a quick dinner with her. Final exams are rapidly approaching, and she was just looking for a break and a bit of company. I've dated this girl, who I'll refer to as JW, while in high school, but distance made things difficult and we broke up after a few months. Later, we ended up going to the same university, JW a year below me, and got involved again, this time both sexually and romantically, but I called things off because of another relationship. Since then, we've had a few tense encounters and have hooked up a few times, but after the events I've referred to in recent posts that led to a sort of temporary exile from my social circle, she's been more cautious around me. This is probably a good thing, as we both have had problems in the past with commitment, fidelity, and not just giving into spur-of-the-moment desires. This is something I've been hard at work on for the past six months.
So, I met JW for dinner and she seemed to be in a strange mood. She has a very dynamic personality, which sometimes manifests in an almost bipolar manner; however, instead of cycling between obvious depression and mania, she shifts between extreme dedication to her work--where she barely speaks to anyone and just holes up in a classroom studying and working, dresses conservatively, wears her hair up--and a significantly more carefree outlook--during which she gets into brief, fiery relationships, drinks often and does hallucinogens, and seems overall very excited about life. This night, she seemed to be transitioning from the latter to the former. I met her outside, we went into the cafeteria, grabbed a table and food, and started talking.
Initially, she seemed as if her mind was in a different place. However, over the course of dinner, she began to interact with me more and more, as if drawn in. She was laughing at everything I had to say, making a point of keeping up with me intellectually and trying to impress and amuse. At one point, she force-fed me cereal. She originally said that she had work to do after we ate, but once we were out of the cafeteria, she asked what I was up to and if I would like company. I said that I certainly wouldn't turn down good conversation, and we sat to have a cigarette before heading to my dorm. Her demeanor changed suddenly. She spoke softly, recounting mundane details of a party she had been to the night before in a way that spoke of their importance to her.
We went to my dorm and she collapsed on my bed while I sat in a chair. We continued our conversation, and eventually I told her to scoot and climbed onto the bed with her. She immediately put her head on my shoulder and started running her fingers over my arm. After a while, she turned toward me and wrapped her arms around me, burying her face in my neck and just looking into my eyes while talking to me. This was serious eye contact, not "I want to fuck you" eyes, but "I love and adore you" eyes. Eventually, she sort of pulled back as if she had woken from a trance and said that I should go get my laundry out of the dryers while it was still warm so that it wouldn't be wrinkled. This was most likely a defense mechanism and an excuse to distance herself for a moment. However, it was still a little damp, so I set it to dry again.
We went back to my room and this time I got on the bed while she sat in the chair. She kept making motions like she was thinking about leaving, but didn't seem to be able to make herself. She put her purse on her lap, retied her shoes, and so on. After a while, she simply gave up and climbed back onto the bed with me. This time, she pulled the covers over us and started stroking my face and running her fingers through my hair. Once she pulled the blanket over our faces, the growing tension, in addition to the Evolve and increased dispersion from trapped heat and pheromones, broke through whatever she was holding back. We started kissing, lightly at first, but with growing intensity, until she had her legs wrapped around mine and was grinding her hips against me. Suddenly, she pulled back, pupils highly dilated, and said that she needed to go. I asked why and she said she shouldn't be doing this and that she had work to do. (Once again, defense mechanism, and she may be involved with someone else) Neither her eyes nor her body language indicated that she wanted to leave, and before she left, I pressed her against the bed and playfully chastised her for leaving me in such a state. Her body language here was submissive, and I'm almost certain that what she actually wanted was for me to throw her down on the bed and take her, essentially dissolving the "choice" she was making and expunging her from responsibility, but I decided that now was not the time, so we went outside for another cigarette and a further conversation before saying goodnight.
As usual, steadily increasing attraction and kino from female target.
Seemed to strongly rekindle emotional desire/connection in target with history. I wish I could confirm this with other subjects, but it would be a bit cruel going around and potentially making girls who are "over me" fall for me again. I mean, I could probably do that without pheromones, but the speed and intensity of this was actually rather unexpected. Perhaps another time.
Also, I just ordered a bottle of Cohesion from Steve, so perhaps I'll have a chance to pair them in the near future.