Help… this PUA subs info freaking works. Be careful gentlemen… **This is your world bromega-3s, I’m just living in it.** Hope you enjoy the long field report to a F.close x2+! (Excuse my rambling on, trying to remember the good times from just a day ago… long post, long FR, dam Jewish UK 7-8-9 hard-bodies will be the death of me I swear.)

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Me: 50, male, somewhat attractive and working out 2-3 days a week to stay fit and keep my shit in-line, physically strong and job successful, clothes conscious, clean cut, not a boozer not a druggie. Long time lurker here a r/seduction, disposable account, first post. (I’m circumcised, and average sized I like to think.) 6’1”, 185 lbs, I can press 145 and I can out ski most men. Wannabe game practitioner, here and there, working on PUA tactics for a few years now, approach 7-8s at least a few times each weekend, work with adult 3-4s secretaries every weekday job, and fielding their shit tests from both sets. Never taken a 7-8 to a kiss close, much less a double fuck close. Most of the young single girls I meet are at my places of work and I refrain from fishing too hard in the company pond so as to not piss off the 3-4s secretaries or my weekend supers.). Last weekend this all ended…

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Her: 30, female, hardbody 7-8 maybe an 8-9 with her close off, OMG Jewish UK princess, ( a little Spanish “achará esta cara, por esta cuerpo tan chigada” for the jew nose and a small mole under her lip) state-side on a work engineering visa celebrating her 30th birthday all alone. (Her hardbody and tight vulva and tiny brown areola tits are so freaking rock-hard solid-tight I almost cried). 5’6” maybe 105-115 lbs, a little puffy (I like that and I can bench that too) but solid looks and tight face, only one shoulder tattoo I remember (too bad, I have none), with good facial portions, a smirk-y-smile with bright hazel eyes and raven hair primped up in a messy little bun she pulls on, and I die for. Seriously, its her freaking 30th birthday. GTFO! Service can’t always be this easy…

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And so it begins… I go to the ski valley bar for quick pull of dark beer and a shot of Irish whiskey after a long days work on the ski mtn., shimmy up to the bar and sit down next to a raven haired hardbody 7-8 still in her white snowboard boots. Looks down on her luck nursing a chocolate hot toddy. Her phone is dead (bartender is offering to charge it but can’t figure out android vs iphone). Break the ice, say hello within 20-30 seconds from ordering. Ask her why solo, cheered drinks, and take a pull from the beer. She says its her 30th birthday, I’m like GTFO... and here come the shit tests already. I sail past them all with a "who gives a fuck" attitude. Truth comes out that her girlfriend left her to chase some wannabe boyfriend on the ski slopes and drove home without her. Cell phone died listening to jams on the mtn. Small talk, still thinking she is a tourist, pulling my leg, 30th my ass. Nope, she is here at the bar, has no ride, pissed at being ditched by her girl “E”. (She can take the public bus to car parked at mouth of canyon she says.. I never even offer her a ride. Fuck that.. ass, grass or cash nobody rides for free!) What a sad little raven haired puppy with hazel eyes. Big dog time kicks in! Opportunity only strikes once in a blue moon so I struck back and apply fast and hard PUA. Playfully use push-pull (tell her she hates me already and we can’t even be friends), buy a fresh drink, order a second beer and whisky for me. Neg. her a lot about funny shit she does, like play with her drink, fuses with her newly charged phone, etc. and make her laugh and giggle. I give her a nickname of my own making after she keeps “nibbles” on her drink straw and its looking slightly tattered and bent out of shape. A little keno on shoulder and knee often, ask for id to verify bday, she hands me her ski pass get her full name, query for other nick names she has/hates, she give me a few minor shit tests (you come here all the time and pickup tourists and have a bar full of friends.. I stand-up look for friends and tell her I see none, but occasional get greeted by guy/gal friends who come in… this is my weekend bar gentelmen). Make up a story about our future lives as the kings and queens of ski & snowboard, tell her about our future dog, she decides its a chocolate lab, I name HIM Charley, with webbed feet that are good for the snow, and practice some more push-pull, and generally apply all of the god-dam-given-info-that-works from this sub on my target. Ask to kiss her, she says “here in the bar” playing with her hair. Ha!

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I don’t kiss, but neg. harder and push-pull about her funny laugh / querks, how she is ravaging her drink straw (her nick-name is now “nibbles” for the rest of the evening) and neg. on her wrinkly little bewitched nose / occasional expression when she’s perturbed. (Now I’m fucked boys… and I can’t believe this is finally happening to me, but I continue to PUA hard, my pants are slightly bulging by now, but I adjust and keep my kool.). I look at some of her phone texts and she eventually gives me her phone ready for me to put in my cell number. I do and send a text to my self, but it fails I find out later (make sure you get the text boys). I’m fucked… she asked if I was married and I lied / blew it off by showing my hands (I don’t wear a wedding ring but the wife knows I play around). She gives me her phone lock-code, but I don’t phone focus, take it out of her hands and put it face down on the bar. More keno, more negs, more push-pull, and move in for a quick kiss to seal the IOIs between us. She melts then and there. I whisper in her ear that I want to take her home and fuck her brains out… she says “yes”. Go time!

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I pay for her one drink bill from before I got there and we leave. I offer her my arm to walk and help her collect her snowboard and other shit (can’t believe it wasn’t stolen), stop by my locker to get my shit and give her a backpack ride to prove my virility. Short walk to the car, open for her my car door (I don’t bus to work, cucks bus), etc. being a gentleman all the time, heavy kino but not perverted, and then proceed to drive her to my place. Its clean, collected and not cluttered or fucked up and dirty shit.. keep it together boys, as one never knows when fickle-fate smiles your way) and fuck her brains out. Fuck, I’m fucked and I can’t cum, to freaked about how this PUA shit works… she does, twice and I make sure she cums, I go down, she goes down too… I’m too old for this shit and need to pace myself. I’m fucked. Dazed!!!. Take her back to base of ski area for her car and offer dinner and dancing later that very same night (its only like 6PMish and I make sure to get her cell number, because the first time around it fucking failed, but at least I checked my cell for the text from her and pull her phone and plug in her code to make sure I got it.). Close hard with a kiss and a neg. and a push-pull loaner swetter to go to dinner and dancing later on. Not the end boys, I told you it was a long FR…

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I quickly check out a local club to see who's playing, get a bottle of Irish whiskey and mojito mix (she likes rum, fuck her, i like whiskey) and go home to SSS. I text her at 8PM asking, “Who gets Charley, our chocolate lab?” She responds, “Why are you breaking up with me already?” A few more push-pull txts, neg. texts with "nibbles" nickname, and tell her to meet me at local gourmet burger joint. I think she’s maybe lost and not interested anymore. Faith in PUA!!! Oh well, I arrive early/on-time and order my own food (thinking she could still cancel and I'm not giving a fuck), she shows up just as soon as my burger is ready. I share my burger and fries, she does not like chocolate shake (but liked chocolate hot toddy… coal burner, I'm fucked!) so I don’t get her a burger of her own. We decide on a club (somewhere totally new to us both, and not the place I checked out, uh-oh, PUA game on) and park her car close to my place. She says she can’t drive after any drinks. I drive to the club 20-30 minute drive and play cool jams she likes on my solid car stereo, some songs she knows, other not so much but says she likes my taste in music, asks name of a few bands, I play it kool in the car, some keno (seat heaters are awesome for keno… too hot, let me check under your cheeks), continue being a gentleman (maybe too much so). I’m fucked. Get to the club, she gets carded, I don’t!!! Fuckin-hot-hot-hot!!! Pay, we dance, order a drink (she wants a cocktail but her UK accent confuses the bar tender and he can’t understand mojito, I translate and get a rum and sprite with lime slice), I shit-test her about two genders and who lies more, guys or dolls (she says fat chicks lie most) we dance some more, (bar is hopping with 5-6-7-8 puffy chicks and I will PUA this venue later... I need a wingman) she wants shots, I order tequila (I hate tequila) give her my lime and tell her she is weak and maybe can’t hold her liquor, dance more, and she says she’s cold and tired and says her high-heels boots are killing her, I tell he she is “short impaired” neg. Drive to my place, more hand keno, a little more aggressive, she says I am very hansom, be kool in the car and don’t talk to much or keno to much so as to not be distracted from driving… not impaired at all, but enough drinks to get the cops all pissy at me.

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I tell hardbody about my 18 yr old daughter who lives in basement (she confesses to have a 18yr old boy, says its not hers but ex-boyfriend’s who she broke up with, but still lives with… WTF? first I’ve heard of him all night… but now we can’t go to her place and at least we are even with SOs, her BF and my liberal wife who is out of the country visiting in-laws for Xmas. (Disclosure to the reader, I’m fucked with adult daughter… I called my brother earlier and he said to get a motel room, I don’t because I want to keep the liquor flowing because I didn’t bring the whiskey and mojo mix in case of cops. NEVER DRINK AND DRIVE. Fuck need a better plan.). I pull into the garage, hardbody and daughter never see each other as I sneak hardbody into my upstairs room. Fuck hardbody three-ways until Sunday literally. Cum. I don’t sleep much all night but she does, play kool non-lyrics jams, wake up early, AM fore-play but she says she’s sore from last night and that I am too big, SSS for work, wake up hardbody again, see that daughter has left sometime in the night to her boyfriends I guess, and I drop hardbody off at her car and go back to Sunday ski work. Send text to daughter on my way to work, “You’re old enough to know thats what adults do. Peace.” Have not texted hardbody, and I don’t plan to for a few days.

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I’m going going to invite her dancing on Wednesday at the same new club. When should I text her, tonight (its late) or Wednesday during work? Will likely neg with nickname and more push-pulls. Suggestions, recommendations, point out my fuck-ups, your questions / comments… how can I repay all that this sub has given me. Thank you r/seduction you got me an 8-9 hardbody but now am I oneitis? Fuck!

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TL:DR… this sub is powerful, packed with info, it will get you the hot girls, approach them all and luck will turn your way too... just be careful about what you wish for, it may comes in spades!