I grew up in a household of grandmothers, mother, sisters, aunts, and older and younger female cousins. They thought racist and bathroom stories were hilarious. They could take a joke too. There was no father or other males in my youthful years. Being the only male in my family, I got lots of attention. I was always the cousin who got the extra piece of cake. I grew up thinking I knew all about women until I started college at Arizona State University.

Soon after enrolling at Arizona State, I soon realized there was a lot about females that I just didn't know. After one or two dates with a girl I was usually dropped for some other guy. I had two good friends who had starting body building at 13, and they had physiques that would rival Arnold Swartsnigger. They had the same problem. After one or two dates they would be dropped for some other guy too. What got to us most, there was a real nerd named Joe that had girls around him all the time. He was skinny, a little stooped over, and he was always fighting pimples.

In those days girls were restricted to their dorms after 10:00pm. The reception room was a busy place until the girls went to bed. What do college girls talk about? They talk about college boys. My two buddies and I got a temporary job of electrical rewiring the reception room of the girl's dorm. We decided to bug it at the same time. After that we listened to the girl's conversations at our dorm with a speaker in our shared room. We soon had the shock of our lives.

One of my buddies would have given his left arm to have had a date with a striking beautiful girl, but she always turned him down. The girls talked about my friends and me, but they would gave us the quick nice guys treatments and moved on to other guys. The first time they discussed Joe, my fiends and I almost fell out of our chairs. The beautiful girl that my friend was after stated that she had never done it with a boy, but all Joe had to was ask and she would drop her drawers for him. My friend almost went into shock and wondered how the girl could overlook his beautiful masculine body and go for a nerd with pimples. We realized right then and there that we had a great deal to learn about women..

Joe was a reasonable good friend to start with. One weekend I met Joe at a local college hangout called "The Hut." After having two beers with Joe, I asked him his secret for charming so many college girls. Joe told me it was not always that way and that he never had one date in high school. Every girl he ever asked turned him down. After graduation from high school and feeling sorry for himself with tears actually running down his cheeks one day, his older sister gave him verbal hell. She told him he should quit feeling sorry for himself and start learning something abort women.

After that, Joe said he read every female psychology source that he could find, and he got girls to start talking about themselves and their goals in life. Joe said he had learned to like girls better than ever and that he enjoyed them more than since he learn to understood a great deal about them. He laughed and told me he carried two condoms in his wallet in case of emergency. Joe became one of my best friends in college. He used to fix me up with blind dates too.

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