Introduction

It all started when I met a young HB7 named Cheryl a while back. I was a little awkward at first (new to TRP and uncomfortable with the idea of smashing a girl more than 10 years my junior), but the tools kicked in and before I knew it she was in my bed getting fucked like the dutiful slut that she was (maybe a story for another time.) Around that same time, I was also plating an HB5 named Tabitha, and they both were very interested in spending time with me. I was experimenting with TRP teachings at the time, because I didn't believe everything- trust but verify.

The Bar Scene

My plates were currently busy with other things, so I decided to go out to my favorite bar, grab a couple of pints and enjoy my evening reading up on TRP material and generally relaxing out in public. I'm flirting with the bartender periodically (she was a cute HB8) in between my articles, when a woman in her late 40s (we'll call her Kira) enters and sits next to me at the bar. I introduce myself immediately and start up a conversation. Within minutes, she's touching me, putting her hand on my leg, complimenting me, and giving me the "fuck me" eyes. Great.

A bit later, a guy in his mid to late 50s comes in and sits down next to Kira. She turns to him, smiles, and they exchange a few words, and I ask, "Kira, who is this?" Kira gets some surprised eyes when I ask, but answers, "Oh, this is my husband!" She then introduces me to him. I am absolutely shocked, as this was my first experience with hypergamy in full-swing. Here she was, basically ready to drain my balls, and she KNEW her husband was coming by. Wow. I ignore her for a bit, which rachets her up and she starts trying harder to gain my attention. She starts openly flirting with me in front of him, touching my face, complimenting me, even asking him what he thinks of me, and that's when I get a text from Tabitha, asking what I am doing. I tell her what's going on, and Tabitha shows up a few minutes later.

I introduce Tabitha to Kira, and Kira is visibly put off by the fact that I brought competition to the table. Eventually, Kira and BP hubby leave, and Tabitha and I get to spend a little time chatting together and talking to Bartender, who is now a little more interested in me than before. An hour goes by, and I was planning on taking Tabitha home, when I get a text from Cheryl saying she wants to hang out. I see this as an opportunity to see Preselection in action. So, I readily oblige, and tell her that I'll be ready in about 30 minutes, and to meet me at my place. I tell Tabitha that I need to be going, and she's not taking it well. She basically pleads for me to go home with her, but I tell her I have things at home I need to take care of. We pay our tab, we walk out and I kiss Her goodnight, and she goes home a little dejected (which also worked out in my favor as she cooked me dinner the next day!).

I get home, "freshen up" a little bit, and Cheryl arrives. I tell her we're going to go to one of my favorite places, we hop in my car and head straight back to the bar.

I walk in first, and Bartender looks up at me through the crowd with a slightly surprised look on her face, like I had forgotten something, or perhaps that she had forgotten something. This look, turns into one of sheer confusion as Cheryl walks in next to me. I head up to the bar, I sitsit down in a different spot than before, and Cheryl joins me. I talk to her some, and it was easily a full minute of Bartender in hampster overdrive mode. That poor critter probably died. Bartender finally approaches, says absolutely nothing about me having been there 30 minutes ago with two women. Instead, she's trying to find out if I am the real deal. "You guys together?" I kiss Cheryl in front of Bartender and out a hand on her ass. That was all Bartender needed to see. We grab our beers and go mingle. A bit later, Bartender comes by and asks everyone at the table if we need anything. I reach my arm out to her saying nothing, and, as if she couldn't resist, she walked over, placed her head on my chest and both her arms around my body, and I embraced her in front of Cheryl. Cheryl just looks away frustrated, and I tell Bartender we're ready to go. She nods, and we pay and head out.

Cheryl says nothing about what happened when we get back into the car. I lean over and kiss her, and she just snaps. She is in full on fuck-me-now mode, grabbing my junk, putting her hands underneath my shirt, the whole 9. We get back to my place and have a wonderful evening.

Lessons Learned

AWALT- Hypergamy is real. Women are always looking for the next best thing. If you don't maintain your value, you are toast. It's just your turn, and it's just a matter of time before your turn ends. BP hubby stands no chance against his childless, post-wall wife looking for a sperm donor before her eggs die. It was a humbling experience seeing it so clearly for the first time. I'm glad I got to see it early in my RP transformation.

Preselection- This is one of the most powerful tools at your disposal for getting your foot in the door. I'll never forget the look on Bartender's face when she saw the HB8 with me. The mental impact of my SMV skyrocketing in front of her put her hampster in critical condition. I was floored at the reality of TRP. If you doubt, try it out.

There's a lot more in that experience, from dread to social proof. Those two moments solidified TRP in my mind. I never turned back.