As if I needed any more proof, this story has me actually competing with a BP guy.

Last week, I'm at the bar with my friends, we have a regular thing each week. One friend brought some others that were outside the main circle but we knew them from high school so no big deal. However, of those people invited yet another person that the rest of us didn't know.

So this new girl arrives and honestly, not really my type. I wasn't going to be rude or anything but I also wasn't planning to pursue anything either. I thought my close friend was on the same page as me so when we go out for a smoke, I mention how she seemed like this other guy's type. Surprisingly, he says "I don't know, I actually thought she was pretty cute." This is the BP guy so you know that really means he's into her. Fine, challenge accepted.

My and the aforementioned close friend wanted to stick around but everyone else was leaving, all but the new girl. This is setting up the perfect RP vs BP showdown. We move from a table to the bar and I make sure to sit where I know I'll be in the middle with the other two flanking me. This is ideal because now through the night, I start doing a lot of the things you mention on here: playful teasing, light touches, the whole lot. Mister BP just gets to sit there and watch while he attempts to work his way into my frame.

I was drunk, so I thought it would be fun to see how far I could push it. Sober me now realizes I was being a bit crass but I flat-out made fun of this chick. She was obviously slightly offended but couldn't help laughing (it really was a good joke) and it only seemed to make her more interested. Right in front of BP friend, I got her number, using some pretense of meeting up for the same thing next week and wanting an idea of a head-count.

I hadn't left to two alone yet, just to make sure I knew where things stood. Then I left for the bathroom to ensure he asks for her number, since he would be too big of a pussy to do it with me there. He of course did this and even added her on Facebook. The night winds down and we all part ways. First part of the showdown completed, I was pretty sure I had this locked up already.

Anyways, I wait a couple days and then text her, just a "Hey, its Gumstead, lets grab a drink." She was busy but right away suggested the next night instead. I agreed and stopped talking. Next day, I give her a time and a place and we meet up. It was a Sunday night so bars would be slow and that was ideal. Left me a wonderful opportunity to suggest we grab a six-pack and go back to her place. She wasn't obvious about her enthusiasm, if there was any, but by this time, she was doing whatever I firmly suggested we do. Keep in mind, I'm doing the same body language things as the first night and its working again, shes moving ever closer and trying to touch me back.

So fast forward a little driving and we're on her back porch. A beer or two each and shes gone from being across the patio to right next to me on the outdoor sofa. I go in for the kiss and we get down to business. Okay, so this is all simple, easy stuff. However, what she said in the midst of fooling around made me really believe in RP.

She says "I've been waiting for this all weekend, since you put your hand on my thigh in the bar." I just laugh and keep doing what I'm doing. Then she brings up BP friend. Apparently, this dude had immediately texted and messaged her, thanking her from coming out and saying he glad he was that she stuck around when everyone else left. She thought it was kind of lame. Then she said that it was really hot that I just told her to come meet me and she really liked that. She also claimed that she hated the kinds of jokes I made the other night but something about me just made it okay. (imagine that..)

Literally every word out of this chicks mouth was a confirmation of the Red Pill. She liked that I was aggressive in my pursuit of her, she liked that I didn't take bullshit, she liked that I called her out on things and made fun of her. She liked when I told her to take her clothes off, when I positioned her without a word. You guys always say to go by her actions, not her words. Well I think the soaked panties and multiple orgasms confirmed her words.

After all this, she brought up how disappointed BP friend would be. I told her its not his business but that we should have a little fun with it. I told her not to mention any of our interactions, we'll meet up at the bar next week as per the usual and let him make a fool of himself. She thought that was the sexiest thing ever and I have a feeling she's going to be begging for it after we all get together.

This girl isn't even my type. I wasn't that attracted to her (she's good looking thought) and just wanted to see what happened when RP come up against BP. Well my friends, I have seen the result and it is glorious. The way she talked about it, you would've thought she was a regular on here. I fucked this chick on her back porch, neighbors all around, for hours. I couldn't have left if I wanted to, she was literally hanging off me, asking for more. If that isn't a confirmation of everything on her, I don't know what is.

Thank you Red Pill for turning me from a little bitch into a man who knows how beat the games the uninformed are forced to play.

Edit: To those of you concerned about me screwing over a friend, Ill try to assuage your fears. When I say she wasn't my type, I mean she wasn't the type I would be interested in for anything serious. Im always down for a romp though. It wasn't like shes some hideous beast and its his only chance to get laid before he dies. On top of that, we had some conversation further where it was mentioned that we would both go after her number, so I took that to mean like a friendly competition. I do admit though that I went full out to make sure I won and thats for the reason I've mentioned below - he had banged girls when I was actually trying to form a relationship and also was party to another friend being cheated on. Like he slept with a girl the guy had been dating for several years. Serious transgressions so I wasn't too concerned with how he felt, he earned it. Anyways, you're all right, Im a dick but this isn't a situation to feel bad about. I've told him to come here and I am 99% sure he hasn't. Maybe Im wrong and he sees this but otherwise, a good demonstration of TRP ought to do him good. Oh and the part about him making a fool of himself, thats just between me and the girl. No one else will know so its not like Im trying to publically humiliate him. She just thinks its hot to hang around our now mutual friends (some who are huge prudes) and keep it a secret. Like the thrill of the forbidden sort of thing. The secret fingering or ass grab is more fun when no one has any idea, as opposed to them expecting that from two people known to be hooking up. But yea, its not supposed to be a public shaming or anything.