Hello all! Sorry for the lack of posts and reports. I've only posted one field report, so far and I promised myself I would keep posting them. I'm just super busy with work and school.
I have many stories to share but what prompted me to post this right now, was an incident I just had with a very cute Latina/Asian girl, I closed. I'm sure you will all find this one funny and I hope the new guys avoid this, as well.
So lets start off by going back to the end of November. At this point of my PUA career, I felt unbeatable, I felt I found my new self. I felt rejection and rapport were childís play. I had the new found arrogance of "WOW, WOMEN REALLY DIG ME!".
It was a very brisk cold Thorsday night, here in Toronto, cold enough where you could see your own breath. I was on my way, to what is, essentially a diner. I walk in - place is some what busy, I take a seat at the bar. A man walks around the corner, notices me and walks towards me. Takes my order, (cheeseburger and fries) I ask for a water. He goes to the back and out comes this extremely cute Latina waitress. Big beautiful brown eyes (I think what women call it are 'cats eyes') sandy tanned skin, perky boobs and a nice ass. I immediately, got my system up and running. She came up to me with a pitcher of water and she started small talk as she poured - "cold night, tonight", I respond with a slight grin and gaze in her eye, "glad, I'm somewhere warm then", big smile along with a giggle and she darted off to the back. While she was running around, serving other customers - I could feel her gaze upon me every time she was somewhere close to me. Now, for the major IOI. From where I was seated you can see a small cart where they keep stuff, like water and etc... All in my peripheral. I was the only guy sitting at the bar. So this waitress rolls by to the cart and proceeds to bend over to get more stuff for another. Knowing that I notice her, she bends over and swings her ass into my eye sight, LOL. So she comes back around, this time with my order. Then in my head, I got the Beverly Hills Cop theme song fired up and she comes by, puts the food in front of me. Makes sure her boobs are in plain sight, so that I can see them and then - LET THE GAME BEGIN. "Hey, quick question - where does the beef come from?" . This of course led into a very brief conversation, along with anecdotes and other awesome places to get burgers (which of course, painted the picture of other dates etc...). Fast forward to the cheque - waitress "did you enjoy your, meal?" Me; "yes and meeting you was awesome - listen you sound like you know the best places to grab some grub, I gotta go but let me grab your number and that specific place you were talking about". Number Close. *note I'm going to try and make this field report shorter*
So the txt'n begins and etc... My txt game, is very cocky funny and I do the fake boyfriend type stuff. We get to a point where she tells me her background - she's 25, single and in school (remember this part). This leads to txt'n pictures and then leads to a phone call. The phone call leads to a meet up. The location, a lounge.
We meet and she looked absolutely gorgeous - this black dress with very visible stockings. With her perky boobs poking out in the best way possible. Totally blown away. We enter the lounge - super cool place, very relaxed environment. I made sure we sat at a booth so I could sit directly next to her. We start the conversation off lightly and I eventually got into some kino techniques. With in an hour, I kiss closed her and I eventually got back to her place and I F-CLOSED!
After this, we keep texting but a very weird texting behaviour started to occur. She would text very sporadically during the week and on. Fridays through the weekend, she would text all the time. We would meet up and I would bang. I thought this was awesome until a friend said to me, "dude, she could be cheating on her boyfriend with you". That's when I tripped out. Do I want to be a home wrecker? Or do I want to be good guy? IN THIS SCENARIO, I decided on being the good guy. So I do and I get her e-mail through text. I got her e-mail under the guise that I would send a ton of pictures of myself. I take her e-mail, run it through google. Find her Facebook, Twitter and Youtube. All under a COMPLETELY different name. For sure was her, though by the picture. The most revealing though, FACEBOOK. In her display picture, was her hugging another guy and status: MARRIED. With stuff like "going to the boat show with my baby cakes". At that moment, I was like F**K THIS! I've never experienced something like this before but I knew I should eject from the situation.
n e more pictures ?
No! too bad! Can't let your other boyfriend see them ; )
I'm sad now
Alright *I use her real* I gotta go meet up with friends, you stay out of trouble ; )
No response from the waitress but with in two days I get a barrage of texts, explaining what's going on. Her life and etc... The fact that she is really 30 years old and just looking for 'fun'. While all this was going on, one side of my brain was saying "You're a great guy for not pursuing this even further" and the other side was saying "You f-nut you could've been soaking her, right now".
What a trip! I was out played and used by my own game. Al under the merit of honesty. Women in true behavioural form are entirely beast like. Next time I'm just going to soak once and be done.
Sorry to not add more detail but right now, I'm writing an essay, so I had to keep it brief.
Til' next time fellas!