Hey guys,

This is a field report I've been wanting to do for awhile now but have been putting off. This is about one of my seduction experiences that happened about a month ago. I'm trying to recollect all my memories to the best of my ability, so forgive me if there's some blanks or seems rushed. I'll be more than glad to follow up with any questions you guys have.

So this is how it's going to go down guys: I tell you what happened, and if I want to add a comment about what happened or what I did, I'll follow up with my thoughts in square brackets [You're in my mind, AH].

Real quick background about me: [And feel free to skip this part. It's mostly a sobfest, but felt good to write out.] I've lurked this sub for quite awhile now. The main reason I came to this subreddit was because I was tired of feeling sorry for myself. After countless flops and fails, I was sick of feeling like everything I did was wrong. I went through a bit of a depression for sometime, and I felt as if I would never be good enough for anyone. I read everything there was in the sidebar, I read through hundreds of the top posts, I ate up all the top [FR]s like I was a starving English student, and commented here and there.

Guys, this stuff is no joke. It brought me back up when I started to lose all faith in myself. This sub sparked in me a fire that I thought was long extinguished. I began taking care of myself again. I got back into the gym and took all my frustrations out on the weights and track. I began to see a counselor to lighten the load on my shoulders. I got back into the things that I loved like the piano and all things music. I started to figure my own self out. There was a quote I read, and I think it was along the lines of, "Forget finding the right woman. Focus on being the right man." And I really took that shit to heart. If I'm going to be a fucking father one day, I want my kids to look up to me, and they aren't going to look up to a depressed, mopey, self-hating loser.

Anyways, let's get to the good stuff, yeah? [About fucking time!]

The Beginning

Quick back story: It's the first week of Christmas break and I'm driving down to Orlando, Florida with two of my other best buds [love the shit out of 'em]. We planned to stay the week to visit Disney World. We met up with one of my bud's friends; we'll call him wing-man [and you'll see why].

The four of us are at Hollywood Studios waiting in line at an ice cream parlor to get ice cream [no shit, right?], when two HBs walk by. I'll call them HB7 and HB8 [don't forget guys, this rating is based off of my preferences. It could be totally different for you]. HB7 is wearing a Buzz Lightyear hoodie, which prompts wing-man to open up with, "PEW PEW! To infinity and beyond!" as he holds up his arm and pretends to shoot lasers at them. The HB7 beams up and excitedly says, "hell yeah!" and wing-man motions them over, and they oblige [Listen guys, when everyone tells you that openers don't matter, they really mean it. Do you think something like this was smooth and suave? Fuck no! It could have easily come off as weird and childish, but it was clever and fun, and it worked! Wing-man was smiling and laughing the whole time, and so were they. Openers aren't complicated. In this case, wing-man saw an opening and took advantage of it, and I give him major props for pulling it off].

So we're all waiting in line, just shooting shit back and forth. We asked them what they were doing there and found out they worked for Disney as cast members. Wing-man and one of my other buds had worked as cast members before, so they started going on and on about that. I didn't really talk much here, and that's okay. I had no reason to force myself into their conversation, and if I would have, I'm sure it would have came off insecure [it's okay to be quiet at times, especially when you don't have anything to contribute to the conversation. Don't force it. Remember, confidence is silent, insecurity is loud].

We finally get to order our ice cream and the store was set up so that there were two separate check out lanes, one on each side of the store [I wonder if any of you Disney fanatics know which ice cream parlor I'm talking about that could describe this better for me]. I end up on one side with the HB7, while one of my buds end up with the HB8 on the other side [wing-man and the other bud didn't want ice cream]. I wasn't particularly interested in HB7 because I had my eye on HB8, but that didn't stop me from talking to her [talk. to. everyone.]. We start to shoot some shit back and forth, and the whole time I'm maintaining eye contact and smiling. She's pretty much smiling through the whole conversation and we're both feeling pretty comfortable with each other. I don't remember how, but at one point she brought up that she had a boyfriend [shit-test? naaaaaaaah]. I wasn't really interested in her to begin with, so I wasn't phased, and even if I was interested in her, I still wouldn't have been phased. I was already able to have a conversation with an attractive girl, and I was pretty stoked about that achievement [Remember guys, seduction isn't about the outcome. Take pride in what you're doing and be proud of the progress you make]. I kept smiling and kept on talking like nothing was wrong.

Eventually, we all got our ice cream and grouped up again. I talked to HB8 a little bit, but it was short. Wing-man is talking them up again and holy shit, is this guy good. Here's a quick excerpt of one his flirts:

[HB8]: Blah blah, if I ever get lost, I'll be screwed because I can't even remember my own number. [Wing-man]: Oh yeah? Why don't you try remembering it right now? and this mother fucker whips out his phone and puts on the biggest, shit-eating grin.

HB8 is blushing and HB7 is impressed as fuck. Neither of them give us their numbers, though. Turns out they both had boyfriends. [OH WELL]

Wing-man invites them to ride the Tower of Terror with us still. They politely decline. [Oh well, guess who isn't butthurt? We certainly weren't. We were still going to enjoy Disney World as best buds, with or without them. Who cares if we got rejected? It's not the end of the world. We still had plenty to do, and if anything, they were missing out]. Wing-man tells them alright, but says they can meet us there if they change their mind. In my mind, I doubt they will, but we say our goodbyes and go our separate ways.

The Disney "Date"

I put date in quotes because I wouldn't consider it an official date, but I couldn't think of another word.

So we just get done riding the Tower of Terror [it's great, btw] and guess who's waiting for us at the exit? If you guessed the two HBs from earlier, you're either a damned good guesser or a damned good liar [and I'm honestly surprised at this point. Never would I have thought that girls would wait on us like this]. They both beam up when they see us.

[HB7]: "You never gave your number to my friend here!"

[Wing-man]: "I thought you had a boyfriend."

[HB7]: "Yeah, well, he's kind of a dick. Do you want to give it to her?"

HB8 is standing off to the side, embarrassed and blushing like a little school girl, and she looks so damn cute and adorable to me.

[Wing-man]: "Well I can't give her my number, sorry girls, but my friend here would be more than happy to give you his." and he motions his hand to me, this sly, sly fucker. I love him.

[Why did he pass her my way? Basically, my buddies had told him about my rut and my depression, as mentioned in my spiel above, and this guy wanted to get me a pick-me-up. Bless his heart, and I truly mean that].

[HB8]: "Oh, uhm, okay." [I couldn't tell if she was disappointed that she didn't get wing-man's number or if she was nervous about getting mine. Later, I found out it was because she was nervous, but right now, I really thought she was disappointed, and that upset me.]

[Me]: "Here, give me your phone and I'll put it in for you." and I followed with a half-assed smirk. [I felt like I was a second option in this situation, and I wasn't happy with it, so I practically commanded her to give me her phone not caring about the results. Little did I know, this payed off really well! I took the lead and was assertive, like a man].

She sent me a text almost immediately. "Hey, it's [HB8]! :)" and I don't know what it was about that smiley, but it snapped me out of my frustration. And this is where I started to shine. I felt like I was finally in-state. We invited them to the next ride, Rockin' Roller Coaster [bomb-ass ride!!], and they happily agreed to come along.

I offered my arm to HB8, and she linked her arm with mine [and so begins the kino, mother fuckers]. We walked behind the group and talked to each other. It was mostly basic shit like where she was from, where I was from, school, and other stupid shit like that [Trust me guys, the conversations don't matter as much as you think. It's how you present yourself and your body, as everyone on this sub emphasizes. Nothing about this conversation was memorable. What I do remember was that I was smiling at her most of the time, and staring straight into her deep, brown eyes. I was also walking with my back straight and my shoulders back. Don't EVER forget about your posture guys, ESPECIALLY if there's a girl on your arm. Your posture tells a lot about you, I promise].

We get to Rockin' Roller Coaster and our group conveniently has us sit next to each other [Everyone's my wing-man at this point, even her friend. Remember when I was talking to her earlier? It payed off guys, it'll always pay off]. HB8 is terrified of riding this ride [fuckin' pussy] and I spend some time comforting her while we wait for our car. We get in our seats and some conversation went like this...

[Me]: "So how are you feeling? Excited?"

[HB8]: "Hell no! I'm so scared right now!"

[Me]: "Hey hey, don't worry. I'll be here in case you get too scared." smile [I'm trying to make her feel comfortable. You gotta build some kind of trust, otherwise it's not going anywhere.]

[HB8]: "Awh thanks, but I'm still pretty damn scared."

[Me]: "Alright, if you're that scared, you can hold my pinky for the whole ride." ["Why the fuck did this fag offer only his pinky and not his whole hand?" HOLD UP! Because of the safety restraints, there wasn't much room for hands to wander, and only our pinkys could reach each other. But notice I'm still trying to kino her.]

She smiles, says alright, and we lock pinkys [how cute]. The ride takes off and she's screaming like a little girl, while I'm hooping and hollering like a buffoon [I'm not going to hold back just because she might think I'm weird for yelling "Woo!" at the top of my lungs. I'm going to have a good ass time, and that means yelling at the top of my lungs! It seemed to ease her a bit as she started to laugh/sob halfway through the ride.] The ride ends and there's pictures at the exit. We walk up to ours and there we are, her with a scared ass face and me with a goofy ass face.

[Me]: "Awh, look at us holding pinkys. Aren't we cute?" [Dropping relationship hints now. Girls love it].

[HB8]: "We definitely are." smile [I'm feeling pretty good at this point! This shy, nervous girl from earlier was slowly starting to open up to me. I was feeling really accomplished at this point.]

Next on the agenda was to watch Fantasia. It's like a waterworks show with actors and characters thrown in as well, for those who don't know. As we're walking there, I start to divert my attention away from HB8 and more towards my friends. We did come together after all, and I'm not going to ignore them for a girl. That'd be rude of me and totally not bro [it's not all about her. She was lucky enough to come along with us, and that's my mindset at this point].

We get to the showing and I sit next to HB8 [convenient, yeah?]. I'm really getting into the show because I love anything Disney related, so I'm hooping and hollering again and having a good time. All the while, her thigh keeps bumping into mine, even though she has all the leg room in the world [IOI, am I right?] I shoot a comment and a smile her way every now and then. I could have held her hand [and later, she admitted she was surprised that I didn't], but I was too into the show to even care [but there's still kino going on with the thigh rubbing].

The show ends and we invite the two of them to come to Buffalo Wild Wings with us for one-dollar long island iced teas. HB7 declines saying her boyfriend wouldn't like her going out. Wing-man tries his hardest to convince her otherwise, but she isn't budging. She seems okay with letting her friend go alone with these four guys, though, specifically with me [maybe because I talked to her earlier and got her to feel comfortable with me. Yeah, that's what I'm gonna go with. TALK TO EVERYONE].

I'm going to condense the rest of this because I feel like I've written too much already. We get to the restaurant, HB8 and I sit next to each other, we talk, we're touching each other, we're laughing, and we're having a good time. I take wing-man's car and drive her home, and the other guys drove home in another car. I didn't seal the deal that night, but made plans to see each other the next day. We spend the next day together, and come nighttime, I'm in her apartment going to pound town. I'll expand on this more if you guys want that, but I feel like I'm rambling.

Conclusions and What I Learned

Finally, the fucking ending. Listen guys, this stuff really works. Read the sidebar, read the top posts, and take to heart what everyone is trying to say. I know a lot of you are going to be skeptical, but whatever. That's up to you. I'm telling you this stuff works and it's up to you if you want to believe it or not. I'm no expert myself, and I still have so so much to learn, but I can't wait to see what more I can do.

The things that worked best for me:

  • Smile, smile, smile. Look like a happy person who's having fun.

  • Eye contact and smiling make a dynamic duo.

  • Don't be afraid to initiate kino. Just know when to do it. It's crucial and there's no getting around it.

  • Talk everyone up. You never know when it might pay off for you.

Thanks for reading guys. This is my first write-up and I'm no English major, so thanks for sticking around this long ><