This is my first first field report. I've been lurking on seddit for some time now, and its nice to contribute my experience.

I'm new, and this FR is in no way grandeose. My big takeaway from last night is the importance of being a visible presence on the scene. I had arranged to meet a few friends at the Town Pub, so I went in with the intention of seeing my Kailua friends and enjoying a few cervesas.

I was the first guy there, so I sat at the bar and ordered a Stella. There was an archaeologist killing time and avoiding his wife next to me, so I decided to chat for a bit about Hawaiian burials and whatnot.

The first of my friends arrives. She's an old fuckbuddy of mine, and we get along very well. We start laughing and having a good time, and she brings up a problem she's having with a clingy guy that isn't getting the message that she's not interested. Fair enough; I think most women of at least a 7 have that problem with AFCs not.getting the gist. She.mentions This guy (we'll call him Bob) might show up, even though she asked him not to.

So, Bob shows up. She tries to hide.behind me, but to.no avail. He comes.over and tries to get his game on with my old FB, but she's having none of it. I shift the conversation to a girl I had some serious oneitis for a few weeks ago, since she's a mutual friend. Bob mentions that oneitis goes to his gym, and he can wing for me. He's clearly trying to break me off from my old FB, and later Bob mentions that he could sleep with oneitis.

Bob: She goes to my gym, I could <<put in a word>> ( I don't remember the exact phrase).

Me: Sure, if you like. I'd appreciate it. Don't go outta your way though.

Bob: <<I could sleep with oneitis>>

Me: you dont have to...unless you think it would help (implying he's a bad lover)

Bob stayed quiet for the rest of the night. Kinda shut him down with that comment. I do feel a bit bad about it, but it really worked for my FB friend. She was laughing her tits off. I'd been kinoing her all evening, hands on thighs, etc.

I also opened two sets, one with a HB8 which was really more of a warmip. The second was a HB9 that sat next to me.

HB9: can you get the bartender for me? Me: Why?

HB9: I need to get my tab. Me: Oh, I couldn't help you with that.

HB9: <dumbfounded> Why? Me: You'll leave after you get your check, and I've only just met you.

Conversation insure, and she says she knows what all the guys say. I proceed to prove her wrong. Didn't close, but she did spontaneously hug me before she left (her friends were dragging her out the door as they were ready to go a loping tome ago).

So, my takeaways from last night: * Typing on the Kindle Fire is a nightmare (sorry for any typos) * confidence and presence are easier if you start small, warm up on a couple simple interactions and work up to the HBs * Women are not.that scary!

All that said, I really felt like an ass during some of those interactions.

Anyway, comments are welcome!