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IN THIS EDITION:  Do you dread the "Just Be Friends Zone"?  Wait
until you hear where women fear YOU'RE going to banish THEM to...

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YES, I WAS DEAD SERIOUS


I'm sure you'll remember that yesterday I not only told you
about Pheromone Advantage for the first time, I gave it my
full endorsement:



http://www.scotrecommends.com/dramend



Exactly as I expected, most of you guys were all over this
roll-out-of-bed simple way to make more women "perk up" and
pay attention to you.

BUT...others of you who weren't as convinced started sending
me e-mails.

Boy, were you skeptical.  Some of you not only doubted my
story, you even wondered aloud whether or not I had even
actually TRIED the stuff.

Well, let's clear that one up right away.  Here's a pic I
snapped this morning in the kitchen:



And yes, every account I shared with you yesterday was 100%
factual.

But even so, others of you were wondering if I had tested any
potential "placebo effect".

That's a fair question.  And well, in a way I indeed have.

You see, that trip to the supermarket where Emily was hugging
on me nonstop happened Wednesday or Thursday of LAST week.

To be honest, I hadn't used the stuff since.

As such, it's been pretty much "business as usual" around here.

Sure, Emily's been her usual affectionate, happy-go-lucky self...
but nothing out of the ordinary.

So last night we had an event to go to.  I put on some Pheromone
Advantage while she was still in the other room getting ready.

By the time we got to the event, she was once again acting like
she did when we first met each other.

She grabbed my arm in that cute way women who like us do, stood
extra close to me and GLOWED the whole time we were there.

When we got home, I told her the deal straight-up.

"Guess what?  I was wearing the pheromone stuff again tonight."

"And your point is?"

"You were hugging on me and being extra affectionate again."

"Was I?"

"What, you didn't notice?"

It was like deja vu all over again, as Yogi Berra would say.

But here's the piece de resistance.

The whole reason I had decided to mix in the Pheromone Advantage
again was because of my stepson David.

The kid came home from school yesterday right after I wrote
the newsletter, so it occurred to me to ask him if he's still
been wearing it.

"Oh yeah, actually I forgot to tell you what happened yesterday."

"Are you kidding me?  You're supposed to be testing this stuff
for me...and you're holding back on giving me the report?"

"Well, it's not all that, really."

"No worries.  Just give me the short version then."

"Okay, so another girl started cuddling with me at lunch."

I couldn't keep my composure.  I simultaneously "facepalmed"
and burst out laughing.

There was NO WAY the "short version" was going to suffice. 

All I could think of to say was, "Cuddling?!  Where were THOSE
chicks back when I was in high school?  So, in other words, girls
are like, crawling in your lap and cozying up to you?  At
LUNCH...in front of everyone else?"

I wasn't done yet.

"And you mean there's now MORE THAN ONE?  You have got to be the
BMOC-est BMOC of all time at this point."

Even I had to call "B.S." on that one.  And I did.

"Alright, well wait", he responded.  "Maybe 'snuggling' might
be a better word."

Again, I lost it laughing out loud.  I couldn't help it.

"What on Earth is the difference?"

He started laughing as well, sort of shrugging his shoulders.

"I don't know, they just, like, sit next to me and scoot as close
to me as possible and, I don't know...kind of find excuses to
touch me and rub on me.  How else do I describe it?"

Again I found myself wondering where the girls like this were
hiding back when I was in school.  Geez.

He elaborated.  "So yeah, there's a new girl in school so I
invited her to join us for lunch, and she did.  She sat right
next to me and, well...you know.  She's actually REALLY cute,
too.  I guess the Pheromone Adventure stuff probably works,
huh?"

"You mean Pheromone Advantage."

"Whatever.  I forgot what it was called.  You're almost out,
by the way.  I sort of passed it around the room before 1st
period started.  Sorry."

Gentlemen, by now you must fully realize along with me that this
is stranger than fiction.

But if you're still on the fence, the only thing left to do
is take a look at Dr. Amend's site and check out the science
behind it all:



http://www.scotrecommends.com/dramend



Conclusion:  This is for REAL.  And yes, that means I'm hereby
eating crow for having doubted it at first.



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THE "JUST BE SEX ZONE"


Every once in a while I come up with a topic that's just crazy
enough that I can't wait to sit down and write a newsletter about
it.

This one landed in my devious mind as I was driving the 140-mile
stretch between San Antonio and Corpus Christi for the seventy-
leventh time.

Over the din of Jim Rome in the background blathering on about Tom
Brady and Jim Irsay, I found myself daydreaming about how much we
as dating coaches talk about stuff like "approach anxiety", being
"Mr. Nice Guy" and--of course--the dreaded "Just Be Friends Zone".

Man...we can talk about that stuff ALL DAY LONG and it seems like
y'all don't ever get sick of it.

That's probably because those are all MAJOR, MAJOR issues for MANY,
MANY guys.

Point taken.

But since we're sort of weird around here in that we work with BOTH
men and women, my thoughts started to wander toward considering
what WOMEN might concern themselves about most.

Oh, to be sure they get all wadded up in nerves when men talk to
them.

And they worry about coming off as too "nice" and being some
manipulative guy's doormat. 

And yeppers...they even fear that the guy they REALLY like will
"JBF" them.

But you know what?  Along the same lines as the "Just Be Friends
Zone", there's actually a darker, more remote and even SCARIER
place that women are stone-cold TERRIFIED that you'll exile them to.

It's SO far off the charted map, in fact, that I'm not sure it's
ever been given a name.

Let's call it "The Just Be Sex Zone".  (And for what it's worth, be
thankful I didn't create potential confusion here by reaching for
another iteration of the "JBF" acronym.)

Careful, here.  I'm all but sure that the "JBS Zone" already sounds
like paradise to you.  I mean, were it in Canada its postal code
would probably be "A69 4U2".

You may even be going through just enough of a "dry spell" lately
that you could only HOPE and YEARN for a woman to come use you for
a "masturbation tool".

But get inside the mind of a woman, and you'll see a whole
different mindset.

You see, even for the most average among women in the sexual
attractiveness department, having sexual opportunity is nothing
new.

In fact, I'm starting to figure out that less attractive women
might actually encounter just as much overt sexual interest as
incredibly sexy women do...all thanks to how scared most men are
of women who they perceive to be "out of their league".

I know...pretty sad, right?

Nevertheless, it is what it is.

If YOUR biggest fear as a man is that women will "JBF" you--finding
you "nice" for every kind of friendship BUT a sexual one--then a
WOMAN'S biggest fear is likely that YOU will "JBS" her--finding her
suitable ONLY for a sexual friendship, but for nothing else.

Ka-ZAM...that's like a friggin' lightning bolt, huh?

But it's true.  Women are practically PHOBIC about being used for
sex and "thrown away".  And lots of them have therefore become
suspect of ANY guy who shows interest in them.

Welcome to why all of those compliments that focus on her looks and
all of the sexual innuendo and contrived "kino escalation" tactics
will NEVER, EVER build the kind of comfort and security in a woman
you really need her to feel.

Yeah, I realize what I just said is somewhat open to controversy,
but put what I'm telling you here to the test.  That's all I ask.

The more a woman has been hit up on for "booty calls" by guys
with purely sexual intentions, the more discouraged--and jaded
towards men--she gets.

Women want a man who is willing to look a bit further into who she
really is.  They want a man who is interested in HER at every
level, not JUST the sexual one.

And in that last sentence--if you were sharp enough to detect it--I
revealed yet another great secret to being a woman's HERO.

Even though you might not RELATE to a woman's fear of the "JBS
Zone", you CAN understand it.

How's that?  Simple.  Functionally, it works just like the
all-too-familiar "JBF Zone". 

That's right. 

You already know that it's not the "friends" part of "JBF" that's
the killer, it's the "just".

We WANT to be friends with the women we're attracted to.  But we
want MORE than JUST that if we're sexually attracted to her.

For women, it's not the "sex" part of "JBS" that's the killer, it's
the "just".  They WANT to have sex with the men they're attracted
to.  But they want MORE than JUST that if they're attracted to you.

Pretty powerful stuff, no doubt.


Be Good,

Scot McKay




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