I laugh every time I think of last Wednesday night.

I travel a lot, spending a couple months in one city, and then moving on to the next. I've recently returned to one of my favorite cities, and have met up with some of the same folks I was hanging with in the past (and the subject of this FR has shown up in a prior field report as "Maggie", and so I'll reprise that name for this report; she's an HB6 with an HB8 body).

Wednesday night some friends and I went out to a local bar for a few drinks. I wasn't really in a gaming mood, as I was tired and I wasn't seeing any really appealing targets, but I made myself talk to the girls sitting next to us to get in the mood. I overheard them talking about sending a drink to a guy they'd met earlier, so I said they sounded like they were involved in espionage, asked them if they were spies, and joked around about them being terrorists. They laughed, but it wasn't really catching, and they weren't hot, so I turned back to my friends.

The first one is always the hardest, and I started to get warmed up. I started spotting more opportunities to hit on girls, and had some fun with the waitress (who, I'm pretty sure was a bit smitten, but she wasn't my type...though I'm going to be friendly with her because one of the waitresses is a solid 9, and I'd like an excuse to get to know her).

One particularly effective opening was a cold read of a girl (HB8) who was messing with a chair...it seemed like she was unhappy with its position and was moving it around, even though it wasn't her chair, which I found odd...and when I find something odd, I'll usually make a joke about it, and it usually turns out good. So, I made fun of her for being OCD, and she laughed and copped to the charge. She went back to her game of pool and I went back to my friends, but she opened me later talking about the chair again. It turned out she was there with her boyfriend, confirmed through conversation...but IOIs were fast and frequent. Maybe I'll see her again sometime.

My group got a table and played a round of doubles pool. I was trash-talking Maggie's friend (an HB6) really aggressively, but in a funny and flirty way. She was eating it up, as most girls do. But, I didn't escalate of take it anywhere, as I'm not interested, was just having a good time and not much is more fun that flirting with girls. I continued the banter with the waitress and she seemed to find reasons to talk to me and walk near me when delivering drinks to other tables.

Now, everybody is thinking, "well, this is kind of a boring field report...nothing has happened". And you'd be right. The night came to an end, our waitress made a big todo about how awesome we were while making eyes at me a couple of times, and we headed home. I dropped everybody off, with Maggie and me being last. We got to her place (her car), and she goes, "Wait, I love this song!" and turns it up. So, I leave the car running. The song sucks, and it was stuffy in the car, so I say, "I'm going in, but I'll see you in the park in a few minutes." Because I knew she'd be taking her dog out, and I always take my dog out, too. For those following along at home...this was a hint that she had something to say or do or wanted me to say or do something. I missed the hint.

We go to the park. Return from the park. She hesitates before saying goodnight when we reach our respective doors. This was also a hint. I missed it (tired, not thinking of Maggie as a target, since I'd friend zoned her last year when we met).

Twenty minutes later, a knock on my door. Maggie, looking nervous. I invite her in and sit on the sofa with her. She talks fast, "Do you think we could have sex and still be friends and not have it be weird? Like friends with benefits?" "Yeah, I think we could do that." She was naked and in my bed 45 seconds later.

This shit works, even when you don't mean for it to. I have never once escalated with Maggie, but she's seen me flirt with a lot of girls. She knows two girls I've slept with who live in the same neighborhood (this completes the set of all three cute girls that live on this block), and was there when I met HB8 on Halloween that I slept with on the day 2 from another field report.

I've sort of gamed her, as I game any other girl (or anybody, really, since I tease guys, too, just usually not in a sexual manner unless I know they can laugh about it and play along), but never really pursued her, and definitely never escalated. But, the really important stuff was always there. Being alpha means you become the goto guy when a girl just wants to get laid. I knew it happened, as I've known guys who were like that...but I never quite grokked how it happened. Now I know.

What I find so interesting about this is the lack of kino (beyond the mild physical push pull I do with everyone), the lack of sexual escalation, and one other little detail I've failed to mention: I thought Maggie was a lesbian. She calls herself bi, but I've only known her to date girls, she's kinda dyke-y in dress and demeanor and I had the feeling she was still coming to grips with being gay rather than being actually bi. This is why I laugh every time I recall that night. I feel like I turned a lesbian straight with my sheer awesomeness (this is not true, but it's still a hilariously awesome feeling). We've hung out since as friends, but the "with benefits" stuff is still on the table. And she's my neighbor, which is awfully convenient.

Edit: Next door neighbor booty calls are awesome. And you know what's good for game? Knowing you can get laid that very night even if you don't hook up in the field. Attitude of abundance and detachment from outcomes, FTW.