Introduction

I'm a 32 year old male. Exactly a year and a half back, my unicorn of 3.5 years dumped me. During our relationship, we never fucked. We did everything else, just no penetration. "I'm a virgin. I'll only sleep with you after marriage." We were engaged. Had the wedding dates and location finalised.

Yes, I was the stupid guy who fell for that. I peevishly believed that she was a virgin too. Lol. And I let that HB8 control me, use me, disrespect me and abuse me for 3 fucking years. Me? What could I have done? I was on a leash. I "loved her more than anything in this world." I looked at her through "rose tinted glasses." She was my "soulmate." I gave her all my time and attention. I gave her my commitment. My friendships, businesses, relationship with family members, suffered.

I was so broken after the breakup, and that is what led me to TRP. Thank you guys for being here for me by the way. You guys are my strength. I mean that with all my sincerity.

Build Up

Sure, this is the first Field Report I'm doing, but, this isn't the first pussy I scored. Since my break up, I've landed around 6-7 pussies. At this point, I am spinning 3 plates, and vetting 1 for LTR (both are mutually exclusive). I'm only doing a Field Report for this one, because in this case, my Red Pill concepts are clear, and I simply applied them, and it worked. It worked like how a tool works. Like how a process works. Like how a wirecutter is meant to cut wire. Like how water is evaporated from the earth's surface, forms clouds, and sheds rain. It works like a method, a process. And that is why I plan to share it because it is cohesive, and I can easily transmit my experience to you, my fellow brothers. Just remember, AWALT.

And.

For the first time, I can say that this in particular situation, I was completely in control, 100%. It was always in my hands since the get go. In the past, maybe I got lucky. But not this time. Luck wasn't a part of it. It was just SOLID GAME, and UNSHAKABLE FRAME. I really can't stress how important the sidebar is. People used to keep telling me sidebar sidebar sidebar. I was annoyed by it. It was way too much reading. But I read it anyway. Again and again. Little did I know what it was doing to me in return.

The Actual Field Report

My confidence after my break up took a free dive. But I've got it back up now. I lift, I long-distance run (ran my fastest Half Marathon at 1:49 HRS), I practice yoga. I've been approaching girls with more confidence, and with a more IDGAF attitude, with outcome independence. It took a lot of nervous breakdowns for me to get here.

Now, the actual FR.

On Instagram, there was this post by an account, and I spotted this interested comment by a girl. I checked out her profile. She had very few posts (new to Instagram), and very few Following and Followers. But, she was hot. Short, just 5 feet 2 inches, but hot. Slim body, just the way I like it. You could tell that she worked out and took care of herself. She had a boyfriend. Her Instagram only had pictures of her with her boyfriend. After a brief run down of her profile, I was attracted to her, the way she was. We had some things in common, she was into running too. So I messaged, "Hey. Nice profile. How are you?" My frame when I sent this message was "I don't care what happens. I find her attractive and I'm gonna message her." I messaged her and I forgot about the whole facade and went about my day. In 2 hours, I get a reply.

Her: "Do I know you?"

Me: "Umm no. I liked your profile so I said hi. Saw you comment on [that instagram post]. Btw..I'm a runner too."

Her: OK! Isn't it lovely to be into some physical activity? I feel absolutely incomplete if I don't run!

At this moment, I knew that 90% of my work was done. This girl was in. We exchanged some messages. I always replied to her 10-15 minutes after she messaged me. I was always escalating.

I sent her "kiss" smileys in between texts. I sent her a heart smileys without reason. This is textual escalation. This is to make my intentions clear, subconsciously. I didn't care what she was thinking. I just did it. I was in my frame and my frame was unshakable. She sometimes replied "That was inappropriate", I just ignored, and continued escalating.

I could tell she was into me. My Instagram profile is private, she never followed me, my DP doesn't show off my face that well, yet, I could tell that she was into me. Why? Because I was escalating and she had no choice but to comply. Women are naturally submissive. During our first 2 days of texting, she said the following things. These are snippets just to show you how much frame matters:

Her: I'm a decent girl. Promise me that sex will never come in between us. I want to trust you and don't let me down.

Me: Such promises I will never make. It's just not the kind of person I am.

Her: "Should I be scared of you. You look like a don." (Because of my DP).

Me: Yes. A little.

Her: If you met me, what would you do?

Me: I'll fuck you the way you deserve to be fucked. (I picked this line straight from this sub. This line works wonders)

Two days later, she shares her number with me. We fix a meeting for the next day. When we met, I continued escalation (kino). Touched her waist, sniffed her neck, played with her fingers. In between I was about to kiss her fingers, she said "Dont do that." I went ahead and kissed them anyway.

She kept telling me that she's been a very decent girl. To that, I always replied to her "I don't see you as a decent girl. I see you as a naughty little freak." She always looked offended when I said that, but I knew she wasn't.

On our first meeting, while we're driving around, she shares:

"It's always been my fantasy to have sex in the backseat of a car. My boyfriend isn't into that stuff."

Despite saying this, she kept repeating that she's just "looking for friendship" and that she doesn't want to have sex with me. She must have said that at least 10 times.

I drop her home. No K close. No F close. The logistics were bad, and I had to rush home because I had an early commitments the next day (gym, what else). We meet after 2 days. This time, I take her clubbing. Here, I was physically escalating like crazy. We start kissing on the dance floor. She's telling me "hold me tight". I told her that I'd like to fuck her in the washroom. She whispers in my ear "Do you have a condom?" I hate condoms. And she didn't look like a person with STDs. I told her "No. I don't fuck with condoms."

We head out the club and she's in my car. First, she asks me to finger fuck her. I do it. She can't control herself. She asks me to go down on her. I oblige. My goodness does she have a tiny gorgeous little pussy or what! This time she tells me "When you fuck me, make sure you fuck me hard." The logistics at this location were bad, too much public around. So I took her to a spot I knew we wouldn't be disturbed. I drive an SUV. I folded the back seats. She was sitting on the passenger seat. From the back, I told her "come." She hops over to the back. I fucked her right there in the car.

I was a little tipsy. It was a fast fuck. (Tips on how to last longer are welcome) I wanted to do it again, properly. I take her back to her apartment, where her boyfriend was sleeping. Its 3AM. I ask her, "Do you have a terrace?" She says "Yes. But it's locked." I say "lets go check it out anyway. " We take the elevator to the top floor. Yes, the terrace door is locked as she mentioned. I still needed to give her a good fucking. I just grabbed her, pushed her against the wall and fucked her brains out, right outside the terrace door. She couldn't control her moaning.

After I was done, I could tell how happy and satisfied she was. She kept smiling and she told me "thanks for that. I've never felt like that in years."

I leave.

Next morning I get messages from her telling me how she's falling for me. And "This isn't right. I'm falling for you. Please stop me." I reply after some 8 hours, "I'll never stop you."

Her: I've taken the keys to the terrace door from the security guard. Come tonight.

Me: Tonight? I'm busy.

New plate enabled.

Lessons learnt

All Women are Like That: Whether she's married or in a relationship. Whether she maintains a "Decent" persona. Whether she tells you "we're never having sex", All Friggin Women Are Like That. They all want a good fucking from a worthy candidate. This women saw me as much, much higher value than her LTR. She was impressed with me.

Never take back anything you said. Stand by it. She will admire you for it. When I told her "I'll fuck you the way you deserved to be fucked" she threw gazillions of shit tests at me, trying me get me to admit that we're just friends and that my intentions were never to fuck her. I never admitted it, because that is not the truth. In fact, I suggested the opposite more and more, subconsciously, using tactful words. I was just staying true to my intentions (Read: Solid frame).

If you don't know how to handle a shit-test, Ignore and continue escalating. This particular girl was shit testing me like crazy. I had created an image of abundance in her mind. She would keep asking me things like "Do you treat all the girls the same way?". There were many shit-tests to which I had no good response to. I just ignored, and I just continued my escalation.

Never defend your words or actions. Once you speak the words, stand by it like a solid rock. I kissed her hands even after she directly told me not to. She kept throwing shit-tests at me like "Do you think I'm a nice girl?". I never validated her, no matter how many times she asked me for it.

She wanted me to tell her that I would never fuck her, so her hamster can logically come to the conclusion that she's not fucking me. Instant turn off. Engage her hamster. Engage her imagination. Many men, and the pre-RP me, would actually talk bitches out of fucking us. No. Talk them into fucking you.

Women are biologically designed to shit-test you. Just handle the shit tests well. This sub is kind of lacking in how to handle shit tests, and that is understandable, because there is really no certain process to it. Actually the best way to handle shit tests is solid inner game and frame. Have solid inner game, internalise your intentions, you will automatically handle shit tests well.