So as a long time lurker I have been feeling like it’s time to contribute for some time and recently I have been seeing a lot of requests for field reports. Since discovering TRP I have had countless experiences that would serve as good examples here, so I’m going to start with one and if you guys like it I may post more. This is an insanely long report as it is about 2 nights. Also, you asked for field reports so don’t complain. English is not my first language, please forgive any fuckups.

The following story contains several examples of sexual strategy, but I’m not going to analyse them as it is already a long post. If you would like me to explain, I will gladly do so in the comments.

Short background: I am 34, tall, decent looking and well built (started lifting about 8 months ago). I have good social skills and a good career. I just never used to get the girls I wanted due to giving too many fucks, putting them on pedestals and taking their irrational shit seriously. I had 2 (very) long term relationships previously, got fucked over on both of them. My fault. More details on request.

So here is the story of my cousins wedding weekend in the UK (I live in a different European country).

Thursday night: Dinner with the whole family after which I decide to have a pint on my lonesome in a pub before heading back to the hotel. It’s nearly closing time, place is empty, I walk up to the bar and say ‘Hello?’

Cute barmaid peeks her head out from behind the drinks shelf thingy in the middle of the bar. I ask her jokingly if she is trying to hide from me and she says she is closing in 5, but what could she get me. I order a pint and ask if I can take it outside to have a ciggie. She says yes and I tell her to join me. She’s a posh girl, 21, not been in the city that long. We chat for a bit I’m joking around eventually I say ‘Jenny, you are my one and only friend in this city, Come with me to the centre, I want to see if this bar is still there that I went to last time’. She says she is going to the centre anyways, some mates are coming to pick her up in a minute, I should come along.

Her friends show up and I chill with them while she goes to get changed. Most of them work in the same pub. I get on with them immediately, one young lad, let’s call him Carlos takes a special interest in me and I can tell that he is head over heels for Jenny, won’t shut up about her. He’s not sure what I’m doing there and is worried because I am the centre of attention at this point.

On the way to the club I am chatting with everyone, now and then a few words with jenny, I talk to her less than the others, but create a situation in which it seems like we go way back and have our own world, separately from the group, even though I’ve only known her 15 minutes longer. I tease her, steal a ciggie from her mouth, give her a piggy back ride at one point. I Alternate between focusing on her intensely and then not at all, talking to her friends.

In the queue to the club some gel-haired suit starts chatting up Jenny, doing quite a good job, eye contact, escalating quite early and whatnot. I start talking to the Italian girls in front of us (I can hold a conversation in Italian), I make funny mistakes on purpose and have them all in stitches. They find it endearing.

In the club, gel-hair starts fucking up, immediately buying a drink for Jenny, staying beside her at the bar, paying her full attention, while I’m dancing with her mates and the Italian girls. I’m talking to everyone, meeting everyone in the club, including bar staff. Carlos is my biggest fan and follows me like a puppy. I can see Jenny constantly peeking over at me, bored with gel-hair talking at her. Now and then I grin or wink at her.

Around 3am I figure I’m ready to leave. I go over to the bar, look at gel-hair and say ‘excuse me mate’, I pick up Jenny, and walk out of the club with her over my shoulder. Probably one of the coolest things I have ever done. We take a cab back to hers and bang until about 6am.

Friday: Wedding rehearsal in the afternoon. After the rehearsal, it is announced that the entire extended family is going to the pub. Guess which pub. As soon as I walk in, I am getting high fives from the bar staff who all saw me do my epic move the night before. They love me. My family keeps asking me where I know these people from. My dad actually says ‘That blonde barmaid is really pretty, you should go talk to her’. Lol. One step ahead of you dad… Most of my cousins are trying to flirt with her after a few drinks. She is gagging for my attention all night and giving me free drinks. One cousin asks me about it and I say we met last night. ‘really? Did you try to get with her?’ heh.

Bar gets packed as it’s Friday. There is a group of girls there, 2 of them ugly and obnoxious, one of them just obnoxious and one of them quite cute and more shy, kind of classy. I am at the bar next to the group. I turn to the one next to me (ugly one), catch her looking at me and do a sort of surprised looking away - looking back - looking at the ceiling - purposefully awkward thing with wide eyes, then crack up and give her a high five.

They ask me where I’m from, we chat bla bla. The cute one is at the far end. I wait until she says something and pretend I can’t hear her so I can go over to her. She is real cute, tall, massive eyes, nice dimples, 25, let’s call her Amanda. She’s the designated driver, so isn’t drinking. I talk to her, escalate a bit, she comes outside with me when I go smoke, even though she doesn’t. As soon as we get outside, I spin her around and kiss her she kisses me back. She’s shocked, I carry on the conversation as if nothing happened.

Back inside her friends are blatantly jealous and start making fun of me, trying to embarrass me, even make a song about me which they sing loudly in the bar. I just grin, applaud, bow and keep talking to Amanda. Jenny is giving me the evils at this point and even refuses to serve me. I get Amanda to buy me a drink. The girls want to go clubbing, but I really don’t want a hangover for the wedding. They manage to convince me, but I say that at exactly 2:30 I’m leaving.

They actually take me to a casino type place. It’s members only and the bouncer is refusing to let me in. They beg and plead with him. I tell the girls to calm down. I look at the bouncer, pull out a 20 and say ‘how about I pay the usual entrance fee’. He looks over at the other bouncer, who waives me through. He doesn’t take the 20 pounds. I have done this before, it’s just to show them that I am ready to spend money. Inside I Isolate Amanda in a couch area and we make out. She says it’s such a shame that I don’t live there and have to leave so early, ‘stay longer, we can go back to mine after’. She asks me when was the last time I got laid. ‘Yesterday’. ‘Oh. Wait, it was that barmaid from the bar wasn’t it?’ ‘Yup’ I can see her spirit sink. ‘Ohh nooooo’ she says and looks at me like I just farted in her handbag. ‘She was so hooooooot!’ Insecurities… I just grin and say nothing. She is now going crazy over me. She keeps trying to convince me to stay, but at precisely 2:30 I say my goodbyes and leave.

She texted me for days after this and I know I can call her next time I’m in her city for a hookup.

Oh also, in the cab, 3 of the girls were purposefully putting on lipstick and kissing my neck and cheek to give me kiss shapes. I showed up to breakfast in the morning with the entire extended family sitting there. I hadn’t looked in the mirror. I had 3 different shades of lipstick all over my shirt collar and neck. Needless to say I now have a bit of a reputation with the family. My feminist Aunts hate me.