Monday Field Reports

slcjosh · 2013-10-21T22:26:13+00:00

Friday:

went to a bar with some friends to celebrate one of my best friends moving away for a job opportunity. I had a friend get into a debate with me that i was just getting lucky lately, and that my recent success had nothing to do with the skills i learned and sharpened from here and from pick up and seduction material. He asked me to show him how to pick up a girl i said look man, im no master, i just am not afraid to talk to anyone and display my intentions. He said bullshit, so i cut him off, saw the cutest girl nearby in the bar, and said in a very loud, authoritative voice, "YOU, come here" and did the NEO vs Morpheus hand gesture, while smirking at her. She immediately, almost startled, stopped what she was doing and came over to me. She was shy but cooperative, and asked me, in a little voice "umm, yea?" and said, "i wanted to tell you i love your jacket, you look amazing tonight."

She smiled huge, touched my arm, and said,

"oh thanks i just got it from..."

i cut her off, and said

"cool, im going to smoke, come have one with me" and stood up and threw my jacket on, while extending my arm to link arms with her. She said

"oh thanks, but my date over there wouldnt really like that"

I put my hands on her hips and pulled her in for a hug. She didnt resist. I whispered in her ear

"you look gorgeous. but your date probably wouldnt appreciate you hugging me so tight, either, and just smiled at her as i walked out side.

My buddy met me outside, saying "i dont get it dude, shes not with you now." i said just wait. Sure enough before the end of the night, she had come over and talked to me twice, when her date was in the bathroom. I told my friend to watch her, and see how many times she looked over at me while we did our thing on the other side of the bar. he said he stopped counting at like 10. The rest of the night was dedicated to a great friend moving away for a job promotion, so i paid her no more attention until she walked up to me, said goodbye, and hugged me again. I probably should have number closed, but by that point i was really, really, drunk and just thought fuck it. After she left my friend, looked at me and said, "dude, i hate that what you did works. I hate it. It works, but..." i just smiled at him and said for someone older and wiser than me, you need to learn a lot. We then decided to shelve the convo and get more drinks.

My friend is becoming more and more interested in swallowing the pill, but hes a hopeless blue piller (he calls it hopeless romantic) at heart. all i can do is take him to the buffet, he has to choose to eat.

Saturday:

Due to the copious amounts of booze consumed by all on Friday, my social circle was no up for another night on the town. I AM THE MACHINE (go look up Bert Krischers story about the machine, it relates a lot to my personality) so i decided to go alone. Went to my local pub, grabbed a beer and watched my college football team because they had the late game.

There was a lot of women in the bar, and i immediately started by trying to open a two set of two women, mid 20s. one was extremely petite and attractive, her friend was also attractive but i could tell she was not interested in me at all. I touched the petites arm and and said, hi, then looked her friend in the eye and said, you mind if borrow your little friend here for a moment? she just kinda, nodded and said whatever, and i just pulled the little one aside. Me being really tall, i could tell the little one was a little uneasy but complying, I just told her to relax, i wasnt going to pick her up and stuff her in my pocket. I said i only had a minute, but i wanted to introduce myself to her because i thought she was really cute. She smiled said thank you, and asked my name. We chatted a minute or two and she relaxed. As soon as i saw her body language relax, i told her to put her number in my phone, and to call it so she had mine. She politely but firmly said no, that she had a boyfriend, but that she was flattered. I said, no worries, i respect that you were upfront and firm with me, youd be amazed how many girls i meet that suck at boundaries, and i said it with a smirk. She smiled back and said "oh youre bad!" and i said yep, i know. to eject, i hugged her, and when i hugged her, i just picked her up against my chest, she squealed pleasurably and i walked her back over to her friend and said "here ya go, im done with this," and put her back down with a big smile and walked away. They both laughed and said they would see me around.

I did my rounds around the pub and said hello to some people i knew, and my favorite bar tender (this pub only hires really attractive women in their early to mid twenties). I then sat down at an open seat next to a very attractive women at the bar, and she was wearing my teams colors as well. So i just started talking to her, she was probably early thirties but still very good looking. I turned the conversation sexual early. when i sat next to her, she had to slide over a bit, and she then jokingly said "oh gee, thanks, now i have the uncomfortable spot!" I looked and there was a support beam for the bar top sticking out by her knees, i just looked her in the eyes and said spread your knees, no one likes to talk about it, but we all know you girls love it! She laughed, and demonstrated for me as a joke. We both had a good chuckle and i just introduced myself. our conversation stayed pretty sexually charged through the first half of the game. We were both there alone, she had a friend coming to join her.

I dipped outside to have a smoke, she asked if she could bum one. I said you have to earn it, whats in it for me? She said i would have to wait to find out. I retorted, haha, no, im not that easy. you have to pay me up front. She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. i said thats a start, your shits on layaway though. She said she wasnt going to kiss me at the crowded bar. I said ok, and went outside anyway. She followed, and when we got outside, i leaned against the wall with my back, and pulled her into my body and we made out for a minute or so. I lightly pushed her away, handed her a cig, and lit it. I then decided to some more push pull with her, when we got back in i let her know i was going to be back and to save my seat, i needed to say hello to a friend.

I went to the other side of the bar for like 5-10 minutes and talked with my bar tender girl again. She asked me about the women i was talking to, i said we will see. we just shot the shit and i headed back to my chair, and it was not filled with a mid thirties blonde, who was the womans friend not attractive to me in the slightest. I said HEY YOURE IN MY SEAT! GET OUT! she laughed, and started to get out, i stopped her, and said im fucking with you, relax. I looked at the guy in the stool next to the woman i had kissed, and said, hey man, ya mind if i sit next to me friend here? he obliged and got right out of my way. I sat next to the women again, and said, Im going to meet some friends at another bar, i need your number, and just handed her my phone. she put her number in, and texted it and showed me she received the text. i then said goodbye to her and her friend, and left.

I text her at like 2 am just saying it was nice to meet her. she replied with it was, we should see each other again. I said sure, how about right now. She declined saying she was at her friends and her friend had driven her there. I replied with "ok". She replied with "are you busy this week?" I replied "ill get in touch with you". She replied with a "sounds great :-)"

I plan to hit her up mid week. I know most pillers in here dont go for women past mid twenties, but i have two plates in their early/mid twenties right now, and this woman i found really attractive, so fuck it, i do what i want!

TheRedChill · 2013-10-21T18:59:39+00:00

Realized (at least for me), that a red pill or blue pill frame during sex with the gf seems to determine how fast I finish.

If I'm orbiting desperately for sex (still fighting these tendencies), I end up cumming pretty fast when she finally caves to sex. It's as if my dick-brain is all, "holy shit, I reached the pedestal, these last 30 seconds are enough."

But if I'm in that red pill frame, the sex is way better for both of us. My dick knows that this is only one pussy in sequence of many pussies to be available in the future. Then you can proceed to have some real balls-deep, pelvis-smashing fun.

It's really just another "don't put the pussy on a pedestal" lesson for me.

2013-10-21T16:20:52+00:00

Saturday night in Japan and I got a first date with a hottie who is the manager of a lingerie store. 5'0" 100 pounds and a perfect round ass. HB8. Meet her at Starbucks. We go to a bar and order some finger foods and drinks. She starts opening up to me and telling about this Sumo wrestler she knows that wears bras (no lie). I think this is hilarious and proceed to drink whiskey cokes like I'm in the desert. The mood starts to wind down and I tell her lets go to a Karaoke place (isolation/private room). She says she doesnt go to Karaoke with one guy alone and it's a bad image in Japan. I tell her to stop being so boring and we are going. She agrees.

Now in Karaoke, I'm doing all the singing and shes enjoying herself. My hand is on her lower back and rubbing it. She likes. I just go for the kiss and she likes it. We kiss a little then the staff phones and says our time is up. Perfect. We walk outside and she says she needs to go home. I say lets go to my place, I want to show you some pics of when I went to Thailand last month. (aka I want to show you my penis). She says no and I say come on only 5 minutes. "5 minutes....hmm ok" HAMSTAAA lol

We get to my room I show her 2 videos and just start making out with her. She says she's on her period and cant do anything. I whip out my dong and she gives me the best bj I've ever had in my 11 months in Japan. Fucking amazing. I tell her I dont care that shes on her period, throw down a towel and went at it. Sex was amazing. She took off after that and I met her again last night. She sexed me good all night then put me to sleep with a full body massage. She is also loaded.

Jackpot

TL;DR Japan and Japanese women are awesome

MrFunnycat · 2013-10-21T15:16:31+00:00

Friday night, I'm jiving at work, girl i opened but got LMR with the previous week comes in, after like 5 minutes of getting served and finding a spot she comes over starts talking to me. I'm making fun of her a little despite her being on paper way out of my league, shes receptive. This goes back and forth with her coming up to my booth every now and again, chatting for a bit, requesting a song usually and going back to keep her friends happy.

4th or 5th time she asks what im doing after my set, i say ive got to do an airport run and its family so i cant blow them off (true sadly, cockblocked by my own mother) She says shes disappointed and grabs me to make out. Shes going at it like she wants to eat my face, to the point where i can hear other girls in the immediate vicinity being like "Omg have you seen what they're doing".

It goes on like this from time to time, end of the set comes and i have blinds that close off the booth. I hear a knock on the door, in she comes. Door locked. Next thing i know we're up on the counter half naked, she's begging me to **** her. But i cant, literally already late. I finger her for a few minutes and tell her i have to go. She's throwing anything out there to see what sticks at this stage, but i stay strong, tell her i'll call her in the morning to arrange something.

She ended up convincing me to go round after the airport run, told her it would be like 4am but she didnt care. Couple of hours of insanely athletic sex later she's agreeing to be a regular no-strings plate.

Repeat performance the next night.

ilovemyself101 · 2013-10-21T16:57:00+00:00

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chuckchucker · 2013-10-21T16:59:27+00:00

this has been my first weekend actively employing the red pill ethos in the tail game. i've never really had a problem pulling, due to innate alpha tendencies and having been gifted with qualities that equate to a decent starting point - in terms of SMV.

i swallowed when realised i like pussy more than i like being considered a nice guy by everyone i meet. (the credit goes to a particular girl who i belatedly realised was as hypergamous as she was beautiful.)

i'm currently working in a hugely popular bar with a predominately student demographic; i'm slightly older and being the guy with the alcohol who knows all the bouncers/regulars/big dogs puts me in an awesome position.

long story short, instead of laying groundwork and having a 50/50 chance of a layup for the weekend, i got laid friday and saturday night and scored a number - since set a date - from a stunner that i previously hadn't bothered even trying with.

considering these are supposed to be field reports, i'll give a quick description of each scenerio. friday night i'm doing promo outside for the first bit, which gives the perfect opportunity to approach millions of hot girls, invite them somewhere you have power, tease them if they give any attitude and then run off to the next group of hotties mid conversation.

there was a tasty duo that were particularly receptive. throughout the night i utilised some basic play (laughing when they asked/demanded free drinks, giving more attention to the 7.5 than the 8, making sure i wasn't looking at their table when they set up closest to the bar) and then when i knocked off it was too easy. obviously my coworkers were serving me first and strongest, and i had a constant flow of friends dropping by.

the 8 came first when her pal was in the toilet and then her friend came flying in trying to make up for lost time. as soon as we sat, the 7.5 came and parked straight on my lap. from there i had to navigate a couple of shit tests, keep the two competing and then just before closing time i was dragged into the toilets for a seriously hot fuck.

saturday was more of the same. had a decent chick coming to the bar pouty because her friend was hooking up. it was a serious sausage fest and she was getting more than enough attention but still wanted more. each time she'd come up to the bar and it'd be:

her: there are no decent guys here me: (smirk) maybe lower your standards? her: that creep keeps buying me drinks me: well if that doesn't get him a handjob you should at least go dance with him serve next customer

she ended up staying until close and after a passing a couple more shit tests i had her back to mine, for what i'll admit was a rather lacklustre shag.

the number came from a really cute little brunette. sober behind a bar i think you can make a pretty good assessment of people. she's there at least once most weeks.. always friendly to the staff.. always handles her alcohol.. never goes in for the disgusting PDAs.. associates with similarly high value peeps.

we seem to have a decent rapport, as far as small talk while i'm prepping the drinks, so i turned it up a bit on the saturday night and towards the end i hit her up for the digits. genuinely stoked on that one, but she seemed to be too.

tl;dr. wherever you're starting from, TRP philosophy will elevate you

If a chick is chasing cock it's not hard to make sure you're the one to deliver it

You decide your league

Pibe_de_Oro · 2013-10-21T14:55:33+00:00

like a boss. congrats bro

2013-10-22T00:59:32+00:00

Broke a dry spell this weekend. Friday night, went to a pub with friends, local Irish place. It's usually not the best place to pick up women, but there were three girls there who were clearly interested in my friend. This buddy of mine is attractive, according to women I know - haunted artist type with big brown eyes and blond hair - so I thought I'd use that to my advantage.

I suggested to him that we go over; he's a bit of a beta, so I figured I could chat them up a bit and if at the end of the day they all liked him better, well, they won't all go home with him. Worked like a charm. The hottest girl was wearing a Star of David pendant so I asked her about her family... jewish girls loves to talk family, and talking about family makes a girl trust you more than she would otherwise. I mean, she was a few drinks in, so soon I was hearing about how cousin Morgan was only two years older than this babe and already pregnant with her second child, and she asked "Why do I feel jealous? I love my life", so I said to her, "Because it means Morgan's getting fucked on a regular basis?" She stared at me, shocked, and then burst out laughing. She started trying to justify how she got laid regularly too, and I told her she didn't seem the type, letting her feel like her good girl persona was working. Then I did a bunch of kino, touching her back, asking her to come out to share a cig, and soon enough she was making out with me. We went back to my place and had a great night. Got my safety text in the morning... definitely my best one ever, I want to frame it: "No one's fucked me against a wall before :)"

RedSunBlue · 2013-10-21T15:27:12+00:00

View it in its natural habitat.

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Man, I thought last week was bad in terms of days blending together. This is how I feel right now. Then again, I could always have epic psychic battles.

Friday was a busy day for me. When I was in high school, I was part of a programming college preparation course that they’re still offering at my school. The school was holding an event where lots of guest speakers would come in and speak about their topic (mine being programming). The day went pretty well and I had given the same speech 4 times, which helped me in terms of talking to strangers (albeit kids). I had a job interview about an hour after that, which went well. Hoping I get it, but you never know.

After my job interview, my female parental unit and I went to a bar to see one of our favorite bands playing. We take a table on a side of the dance floor, near a wall. The band sees us and greets us, and the female lead singer turns towards me, “That’s not going to bother you, is it?” I was confused at first so I said, “What’s not going to bother me?” She turns to the side and points to the other end of the dance floor. My ex-wife is there with a guy about my height and weight, but not as attractive as I am. /s I tell her “No, I didn’t know she was here until you pointed her out.” She replies, “Oh! I’m sorry! Forget I said anything!” We shoot the shit with the band a little bit and they get on to play. I think over the course of the night I had a Bud Light and 3 Redd’s Apple ale’s. If you haven’t had a Redd’s before, I strongly recommend it. It tastes like apple juice with a hint of beer (almost like apple cider). /advertisement

My ex danced with the guy a little bit, but he’s like me (frighteningly) in that he doesn’t like to dance. And I was there with only my mom, too scared to dance with a random stranger in fear that I’ll make a total asshat out of myself. So, I sat from my chair in my corner, smoking a cigarette and watching all of the girls dance in front of me. When the band takes a break, I go to join them at the bar and the singer starts unloading information about my ex-wife’s new boy toy at me. Saying he’s a nice guy (like me), and I knew from that point he’d be destroyed. You need a will fortified by adamantine to survive her. I see him buy her drinks the whole night, she reciprocates by acting like an idiot, barely able to walk in a straight line. Because, y’know, sex always reciprocates any amount of money. Just lost a $15 million deal with a huge corporation? Sleep with the CEO. Fixes everything.

The singer works at [Insert Big Clothing Store here] and says she’ll put in a good word for me with her boss, who’s looking for programmers. I tell her “good deal” and she goes on to give me a shit-ton of information that’d be good before an interview, not when I’m full of drinks and cigarette smoke. I still remember a little of it, but I could tell it was for the singer to vent about how shitty her boss is. After that, the conversation shifts back to my ex-wife and how that poor guy got with her, and I’m not giving a fuck. They somehow thought that even though I DIVORCED HER, that I still had feelings. Not even close. The singer even talked to the guy, warning him to “be careful”. The night ends with more ex-wife bashing but this time involves her two kids (who I still have some fatherly feelings for, I mean, I changed their asses and played with them for almost 2 years). The singer talked about how the oldest had a 104 degree fever and my ex-wife said she broke it with no Tylenol or intervention. Ah, it sees like her compulsive lying is coming back up. We leave, and on the way home, more ex-wife bashing.

I sometimes wish that I could have the memory-erasing technology from Eternal Sunshine for the Spotless Mind. Everyone likes bashing on her, but I’d rather forget she ever existed or had any connection to me. Because any moment spent bitching about her behavior or commenting on her childish-ness is a moment wasted. She’s not going to change. I’m the one who’s changing. I stand up for myself in arguments now, not afraid to speak my mind. Now I need to learn game and get rid of the $6,000 of debt my ex-wife left me and I’ll be set.

2013-10-21T17:09:56+00:00

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pialox · 2013-10-21T23:55:47+00:00

Beware messy FR

Saturday night. Gig night playing a few songs with a collective of different musicians at my favorite club.

Roll in and there is a mezzanine floor booked out for a 30th birthday party, get introduced to the birthday girl and straight away in for kino which sets the frame for the rest of the night. She invites a few of us guys playing to come up stairs and mingle.

Halfway through the 1st set (I havent played yet) I'm sitting side stage with my friends knocking back espresso martinis (for free, perks of being with the band) noticing that the dance floor is pretty much deserted the whole time. 2 songs into the 2nd set I decide to change that. I charge upstairs to the birthday party folk and just start pointing, pulling in girls "saying you have to dance downstairs", kinoing like a motherfucker. I do a couple of mixed sets with some couples just to ensure I dont get painted as a sleaze. Tell one couple they are the cutest couple here etc. Dance floor starts filling up.

I get up for one of my songs and after I'm done realize there are still more people upstairs than down. I recruit my guitarist girlfriends friend to come up stairs and bring people down. More kino, just working the room having fun, as I'm pulling in some girls I notice I'm getting those looks from other girls like "Wow, who the fuck is this guy?"

Little later my guitarist says to me "There has been a complaint that you have been going up and dragging guests down stairs to dance but D (Club owner) said it needed to be done anyway so fuck them. Someone had to be the bad guy" By that point there was only 10 guys left upstairs of the 60+ birthday guests. Rest were downstairs dancing.

By that point shit got messy and I dont remember much. My guitarist told me the next morning that at some point he heard some girl comment about me "That was that guy that grabbed me before" LOL.

Had one of my new plates rock up with her friends, by that point I was in DGAF mode and was just opening sets left and right while she was sorting some bullshit out between her friends. She commented that I was being a dick but I was having a good time and bringing the party so I just wrote it off as a shit test and her being jealous of me opening girls in front of her. Dread game FTW.

End of night plate takes me back to hers, get cock blocked by Aunt Flo. In the morning she still maintains I acted like a dick. Yet she seems to be even more into me..... funny that. Ring my guitarist to verify and he says I was working the club like a boss and just having a good time. Which was good cos I really didnt want to ruin my rep with the club owner.

All in all rad night.

Title	Monday Field Reports
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Upvotes	32
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Date	October 21, 2013 2:15 PM UTC (12 years ago)
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