Who can get girls?

I've noticed a tendency for comments on this blog to sometimes stray off-topic and get onto "who can get girls". :-)
I was sent a book by the author, a book about introducing the mysteries of sex to young men. But even though I'm middle aged, it seems it can even teach an inexperienced fella like myself a couple of things. Anyway, it contains this interesting bit in the introduction:

I knew a guy, his name was John. He was so dreadfully fat that he could barely walk, he had to pay for double seats in an aircraft. John loved good food and could never get thin for long. He spent a fortune going to fat farms to lose a few pounds but then put them on again. He was grossly ugly, but he knew how to charm girls. He had a long string of the most beautiful women, not just one or two, many. He died young from over eating. Vogue magazine would have given anything to have been taking pictures of the dozens of gloriously elegant, very beautiful, women who showed up at his funeral to mourn their loss.

Incredulous, I asked the author about the veracity of this story. He expanded for me via email:

John was the owner of the company I worked for . He died at 40. It was a real experience to watch him at work seducing a girl. We had a company function entertaining all the staff of a client company. I arrived in my car at the venue and parked my car. John drove in parked next to me. He was alone .

John kept thirty people in fits of laughter all through dinner. Told every one the history of the wines he had ordered and described the estates, threw in jokes all the time. After dinner the whole crowd were moved to a coffee lounge. It ended up with the whole crowd standing round the place were john was sitting all interacting with him, lots of jokes lots of stories. I watched as john picked his girl for the night. First he started looking at her when he told a joke as if he was telling it only for her. Then he started to reach a hand over and take her hand while they both laughed. Then he got her to move nearer and started to laugh into her eyes and hold her hand while they laughed.

He was a gross fellow but he had picked himself the prettiest of them and took her home with him that night.

Because of being severly overweight his clothing always looked a mess. Being over weight like that made him sweat a lot so under his arms his shirt was always wet.
I think you get the picture a dreadfull gross ugly man, but oh, what charm.

I had always known he had a lot of woman but the funeral was an eye opener and they cried their hearts out.

John not being there the company folded.

I think the funeral part is interesting. It shows it was no superficial one-night charm John worked on these women.

I suspect the essence of his "secret" was a deep and intense affection for women, which they felt strongly.
I also think this can be faked. But that will only get you the sex, not the love.

It should perhaps be said that life has shown me that people who get lots of sex (or money) are usually no happier than others, or happier than they were before, since happiness comes from within (cliche, but true). But this is hard to learn if one keeps yearning constantly for sex or money and never getting it. So finding a way to get them will surely help lessons in life. :)

Update:
The author mailed me this:
John kept getting them, I saw a few of them several times, but not one of his women stayed in the picture for very long. I would say max two months.
He never said and I dared not ask where any of them had gone.
He was getting them but not keeping them. From what you say on your blog I am wondering if all the jokes and laughter hid a very unhappy man.

I think we can guess, looking at the way he had to keep eating, and maybe even how strongly he Had To Get Women too.