I was just talking to someone about how real word experiences are some of the best data we have here, so I figured I'd put my money where my mouth is and do a write-up of a successful night in the field I had last Thursday night. Hopefully you will get something from it and hopefully I will too by writing it, and maybe some good discussions will come up.

9 P.M Thursday Night

Just finished a long week of summer courses and as per usual on Thursdays, I say in my head, "I'm not looking at another book for a solid day or two." I usually feel the need to get out and be where the good times are. So I did. I was considering where to go and I saw on Snapchat that there was a pretty big event going on downtown [think regular metro-area, not college town] so I figured I'd head down to that area and probably run into some familiar faces. Got ready, took a shot of whiskey, and called an Uber.

10 P.M

I get dropped off near a nice little grouping of popular bars and I pick out one that I had a good time at last time and check it out. It was deader than dead. I kinda got worried that this was going to be a shit night but then I heard some live music from another bar and popped in there. It was pretty cool, but it was a little more upscale than I was looking for. I was a little under-dressed for it, but oh well, I'll just grab a drink and see what happens. Almost immediately, an attractive woman walks right up to the bar, on opposite sides of the same corner and she looks and faces directly at me. I acknowledge her for just a second and then let it go. A minute later the man she clearly came with walks up behind her and grabs her. I knew it. This happens a lot, I feel like they're subconsciously baiting you into some sort of confrontation. I ponder this a for a little and then move on.

I find a table and have a seat so I can enjoy my drink and some terrible cover music. The place fills up a little bit and people come take the empty tables near me, the one in front of me, by four women, then the other one adjacent to that one, by a scrawny, poorly dressed guy, his fat wife, and funnily enough, a third wheeling Chad. Chad was probably in his late 30s, huge, and dressed well. Not pretentious well like a lot of dudes in there, just well. The table of four women all flipped out looking at him and all I could think looking at the absurd difference between him and his friend was "How could you choose to be anything other than Chad?" Because I believe it's more of a choice than people complaining on the internet are capable of believing. Anyways, I finish my drink and get up to take my leave. It's just not where I belong, I was one of the youngest males in the place and people were mostly in groups or knew each other. I made a mental note of the place because it was a pretty cool little spot and then tried to chat up the door-guy on the way out but he was basically a mute so I just keep it moving and step outside.

11 P.M

I'm standing out in the street checking my phone. I know of one more place in the area that is pretty popular so I check their website which was nothing but links to social media so I click on the Instagram option and see the first post is about a big bash they were currently having. Sweet. So I walk my happy ass a few blocks over to see what all the fuss was about.

I get in the line to get in and looking around, I confirm my suspicion that this is the "hot" place to be with the cool, young crowd. This is where all the privileged, post college twenty somethings who try to act like they've actually accomplished something go to hang out. Every dude is trying to AMOG someone and every girl is half naked and thinks she owns the place. I tell myself to quit with the "too cool for school" bullshit and just play the game. A couple girls walk in front of me while I'm waiting and I say, deadpan serious, "Hey, you just butted me." One of them says back after I stared at them for a response that she really had to go to the bathroom. I just looked away silently with disapproving body language, still half serious and then she goes on to say something about how I'd rather be on this side than in front of her, she was having a serious issue. Gross lol. I really don't give a fuck about these two. And it wasn't a long line at all.

I get inside and run in to some people I know. A nice group of about ten or so and they seem to be frequent flyers in the venue so they had some status and pull. Cool. I catch up and hang out with them for a while and the only thing worth noting is a new shit test I discovered. As I was talking with an HB8 out of the group I knew, her friend who I did not know, HB6-7 walks up. The girl I'm talking with goes to introduce us and I put my hand out but she doesn't take it. She just stands there and looks at me without speaking. I DO NOT timidly pull my hand back so no one can see what's happening, I keep my hand in front of her and look right through her till my point was made, (Not really sure what that point was but I made one) then I release and go back to talking and a few seconds later I feel something grab my hand and no handshake girl pulls my hand up and slow kisses it with some eye-contact. I just stare at her and mutter something along the lines of "Yeah, that's a good idea." Portraying something like a faux aggression- as in, "Yeah, you better not fuck with me cuz I'll whoop you." The girl I was talking to laughed and said "I think that means she likes you." After she kissed my hand, I go back to what I was doing, still not acknowledging this girl. She ends up standing next to me and initiates some light, barely noticeable kino and I just sit back and let it happen as I keep chatting with others. I didn't bother gaming this girl because I knew where she was going after and I likely wasn't going there and even if I did, just me being there would be the whole game.

1 A.M

The people I knew started to trickle out, I stepped outside, said my goodbyes, approached a pair of chicks while I was at it to get pumped up, realizing that it was game time. I figured I'd do one more lap around the spot for kicks and then head out. It was open till 3 A.M so it wasn't closing time, there were still people inside. I go in and see enough women for it to be worth while so I just walk right out to the middle of the dance floor (wasn't much of a dance floor) and set up shop.

Girl 1 - A drunk blonde girl bumps into me. Probably newly 21 and way too attractive for her own good. I talk to her for a minute and she's trashed. She starts talking about getting another drink so I say sure let's go. She stumbles as she walks and I thought, "Yep. Just what I thought. Too good to be true." I get to the bar and pretty boisterously say "Two waters, please." She starts in on me about being a pussy for drinking waters (as she sucks the life out of the little water bottle I hand her). She says that she's going to go get another drink, maybe a tequila shot. I say "Girl, if we did a tequila shot, you'd be dead." I ask her where her friends are, she says they left. I ask her where her phone is, she says she doesn't know. I say "Well, you don't need another drink, you need Jesus, girl." She gives me the fake-mad "Whatever." treatment and walks away, headed for a group of guys that were still there in the back corner... Not my problem.

Pair 1 - Some innocent looking, down home gals. They look like they've been waiting for someone to approach them all night. I dial it back a little and walk up and introduce myself and shake both of their hands. Turns out they were celebrating one of them's birthday and they drove a long ways to come out to the "big city," Or that's how I framed it when talking to them. I thought, "Oh, how sweet but also sad at the same time," lol, "I'm going to hang out with these girls for a bit." I guess when I'm in a sea of THOTs, I gravitate to what I perceive as "traditional" cuteness or innocence. I lead them over to the bar and we do a shot on their dime. I just said or announced that it's going on their tab, didn't really mean anything by it, and they were fine with that.

We keep talking and migrate away from the bar. I'm just trying to give them a good time, but also enjoying myself just fine. After a while, I go in to kiss the tall one. I am literally laughing at myself writing this because I'm well aware that I do some goofy shit while out. It's like, you can't always get laid so when I think I'm not going to take a girl home I'll at least sneak in a make out sesh when no one's looking. I usually try to not kiss girls like this at bars or in crowds, really, but after a night of flirting with a bunch of girls, it's like I just want to at least feel one... Or stick my tongue in one I guess would be the truth. Anyways, she politely rejects it, of course. It was out of place. I excuse myself, show no embarrassment, laugh it off with them actually, and walk away. Oh well, at least they'll have something to talk about on the ride home.

Pair 2 - I'm leaned up against a pole so that it's in between me and the first pair and I'm facing the bar with a little gap in between me and the counter. I see a flash of blonde and brunette as two girls squeeze through right in front of me when there was plenty of room on either side. By now, I'm thinking, "What in the fuck is going on tonight? This can't be real." But it was. I open them with some form of a "We've known each other forever and what's knew?" sort of open. Didn't get names, just started talking about what was happening around us. Brunette scurries off leaving me alone with Blonde which makes me think this was premeditated. I'm into this girl for sure. I look at her and say a great line- I'm really paranoid about including anything that could be identifiable- so let's just say the line and my follow ups both negged her appearance but also told her I would definitely fuck her stupid. She feigned some sadness and stuck her head in my chest.

It's getting late and the topic of food comes up. That's my cue, I say "let's go outside" and she obliges. Outside, I get virtually no resistance at all. There were cabs waiting everywhere and she was ready to hop in one with me and go get some food. She stops and tries to text her sister (turns out brunette was her sister). Standing out in the light I can see that this girl is a few years older than me, but she's speaking with and carrying herself with some class at least and I can see she keeps in good shape. I can dig it. No response from sister so she says we're fine let's go. Hop in the cab and then one of the bouncers yells out that her sister is looking for her. We exit the cab and I'm thinking well, this will probably fall to shit because the sister was acting all hot-to-trot and being loud as she walks up. Turns out she was chill as fuck and just says "So what food are we getting?" and the three of us hop right in the next cab.

2 A.M

Cab ride - Sister is riding shotgun, me and the girl are in back on a bench seat sitting close. There's music and the sister is chewing the cab driver's ear off. From the backseat, we are just pretending to listen and respond to all this nonsense. Some pretty firm, discrete kino going on and without wasting too much time I take two fingers and put them on the far side of her chin and turn her face to kiss her. Soft, slow, and quiet. Two times. Then I release and act like nothing happened and respond to something that the driver and sister were talking about.

We grab a quick bite to eat, nothing happens here worth noting other than, again, I'm not paying for any of this, and don't mean anything by it. It's just happening like that. And when you're with two girls late at night at a little food joint near a college campus, other girls notice you for sure. There was one in there that I knew so that was nice. We talk about where my girl's place is and how to get there and I get a little resistance about my age, but not much. I tell her, "I'm 19, I'm legal. Don't worry" [A&A I'm 24 and could pass for older]. She laughs and we make it home.

~ 3 A.M

Sister passes out quickly leaving the two of us alone. I'm on some comfy ass lounge chair on the balcony and the girl is laying on top of me. We're kissing and I'm talking real slow and sexual. She looks at me confused and says "What even are you?" My last cue. I always get something like this, which I see as mystery and definitely a good thing, whatever that actually is psychologically speaking. I feel like it's an ability to not be afraid to love or the ability to give in to the moment and relish your human experience. There' s a great recent post by u/jamiesonpa on Neurochemistry that is related. So there you go to all the "Do you still believe in romance??" Questioners- I for one, still do. Though I look at it differently now... I pick her up in both arms and she loves it and she tells me which way to her bedroom.

6 A.M - 8 A.M

I don't sleep well when I'm with a girl, probably just not that used to it. We had a lot of sex and she had just fallen asleep not too long ago. I'm just laying there, half sleeping, half awake. The sun eventually starts to come up and I think about a post I had just read by Dr. Warlock about "owning" whatever house you're in as the only male. I walk out to the kitchen and open the fridge like it's my shit. Of course there was nothing in there but some fruit, chocolates, and cold coffee. I help myself to all of the above basically trying to carb-up and get some caffeine in me and see if my dick could get hard again.

Eventually the sister wakes up and comes out and I say "What's good on some coffee in this joint?" Because I didn't know how their coffee maker worked. She says "Oh, you want some coffee? I'll make you some, what kind would you like?" I say any kind and she goes to make it and spills a bunch on the ground. Her voice is a little shaky, she's definitely not the same feisty vixen from last night and she's barely wearing any pajamas so when she bends over to clean it up, some very devious thoughts run through my mind but I just let it go and get my cup of coffee. She says she's going to peek in her sister's room real quick and I know that she's about to look in at her sister very naked and very asleep laying on her back, partially covered by one thin sheet. She comes back out and I look at her, grinning just a touch over my cup of coffee as I sip it.

Sister goes somewhere else for a second and I go hop back in bed and wake this girl up because I had to go. I say "Do you have a car?" She says yes. I ask for a ride out of there and she says no. Then after a pause she says I'll call you an Uber though. OK great. We spoon for a bit while I wait for the Uber. She then says I need to pay for half of the Uber and does the little share thing on the app. I cancel that and say "You're right. Here you go, I'll just lay this ten dollars right next to your naked, sweaty body." She laughs and says keep your money but I playfully insist, saying "No, that's yours. You earned it." Uber calls, we swap contact info, I dress and slap her on her calf as she is laying on her stomach now as I stand up after putting my shoes on, say bye and walk out down the steps and outside to some old man opening up the back seat door of his Cadillac to chauffeur me home.

9 A.M

Home. Solid 12 hours.

Lessons: For me, I keep thinking about the handshake shit-test. That's the reason I go out. I seek out new shit tests so I can try to destroy them. There's plenty of other lessons in here about status, dominance, game etc. But it mainly comes down to Frame and experience. Rereading this, it looks like there were girls throwing themselves at me left and right and I guess there was. But this was one night where I was on. I won't say lucky because you create your own luck in this regard. You could look at this as the culmination of tons of other nights and that this doesn't happen if I'm not out there in the field putting in work. Actually, if you really think about it I got lots of interest this night but only so much attraction. I'm just average height, decent face, been lifting, but nothing crazy, but I do have good frame. I believe it's my frame that draws interest, I just need to build something valuable behind that frame to convert more attraction. Lesson is keep getting experience, be observant, and know how to check your ego if you want anything like this.