Hey! So I have a bunch of field reports I've written for myself and figured I would start sharing them here. I'm posting them as they were written at the time, so I'm not sure if it reads like a normal field report or not. It's kinda long, but hoping someone is interested enough to read it and/or provide input. I'll post the rest of my reports in this thread once I find them all. Quick background on this:
1) It all started in February through Tinder, and the relationship doesn't seem like it's going to work out now. Hoping I can also use this to go back and see what I should've done differently.
2) "Mark 15-2" is how I organize the women I have singled out to try and make something work, with "15" being the current year and this being the 2nd girl I've worked with so far.
We set a date for Thursday (she actually texted me to see if we were still on the day before so I considered that a green light). She had originally mentioned coffee, and I suggested a place I heard was worth checking out.
The day of our date I texted when I was free and “meet you there”? She was under the impression that I was picking her up, so I made some joke about how my psychic powers don’t work on Thursdays and I needed her address. On the way there, I ended up getting a ridiculous bloody nose (seriously it got all on the side of my car and looked like I hit someone), so I had to change and head over, making me a little later than I wanted to be.
After a quick review of routines (I forgot everything—one issue I seem to have is going blank with everything before I go. I should work on that), I made up one right before I got to her place. I found a picture of one of my bearded friends that I had previously photoshopped onto Sarah Palin’s face. When she was walking toward me, I gave her a confused look and was like “wow…you don’t look anything like your picture”. She was confused until I showed it to her, which made her laugh. Not sure, but I think it set the tone of my personality and eased the whole nervous “first impression” thing. I’m going to keep doing it to see if it works.
She was new to Vegas and Asian, so I took her to a few places I could think of were close (one was Lobby Bar in Green Valley Ranch—it was quiet for a Thursday, and with open seating it provides an intimate club/lounge setting without the noise and distractions of the club). I only allowed us 4 boring questions each we could ask each other (with full intention to cheat and joke about keeping count if necessary), and got past all the basic stuff.
At some point, it drifted to sex. Earlier she had told me about an epiphany about not wanting to do the random hookups on tinder anymore and looking for something real. But she was very glad to have had the chance to get out and find out what she likes. This allowed me to talk about sex with her, how—like dating—there’s nothing wrong with finding out what you want. She then told me about her virgin Asian friend and how she wants to “help” her because she feels the same way. Honestly I was on autopilot at that point so I don’t remember everything we said, but at some point I related it back to the “trust your instincts” routine that I heard from something Mystery did.
I probably fucked it up the routine, but basically went like this:
I mentioned that I always trust my instincts because it’s why I’m alive today. My ancestors as cavemen probably didn’t follow the other cavemen who thought it was cool to jump between a giant canyon. While that one did and died, the one who followed his instincts and knew when to pause, find the right cavewoman, etc. started a series of instinctual choices that got me to where I am now. It’s the instincts that helped them decided who the right person they should be with was by following that attraction. For example, you know that feeling you get when you feel really attracted to someone <lean in>? You get the butterflies in your stomach, and it rises up <anchored with hand motion> and up and up until it floods your head with desire and your cheeks start turning red—just like you are now?! (she giggled, laughed…and then tried to cover it by saying some shit about Asians turning red when they drink. True or not, I still teased her about it for the rest of the night). I concluded with something, and pulled back (push pull). This got us into another conversation and blah blah blah.
Eventually we were on the move to a new spot I thought we should check. Somehow during the walk I thought I found an opportunity to kiss her, but she shyed away and said “not here!” I then teased her about being shy (she previously said she was bold or something).
More conversations about sex came up, and another virgin friend she has that will be visiting soon. At some point, when talking about “helping” her first friend, I thought she was inferring I should hook up with her. Then it got into threesomes and how we've both done some in the past, and she wanted to do one with 2 guys. …not sure how I feel about that one yet, but seeing that I’ve done it before.. fuck it.
She seemed surprised by how much she liked me (or so she said). When we finally ended up going home it was interrupted by her male stripper roommate who walked in and unfortunately only ended in a hug. She had mentioned a rule she has about not hooking up on the first date, but I thought it could’ve been broken with a little more time. Oh well, no rush. I’ll text her later and try to set up something for next week and see where it goes.
Not sure if I should’ve gone silent, but when I got home I texted I had a “great time tonight, but have to tease you more next time because of [some inside joke we created]. ‘night!”
She responded that she had “so much fun with me tonight”, and despite telling me three times already, “really, thank you for taking me out tonight. Just text me when you got home”. I texted her a fake 20 minutes later that I did, and she replied “great. Sweet dream”.
The ioi’s I got were her blushing, genuine interest in the conversations we had, a few “hand on my shoulder” touching while she talked, twirling her hair at some point, and her constant broaching of sex talk. I’m not sure if I got all the signals right though, possibly because of her Chinese origin and in the past I’ve been wrong before about it. Additionally, I’m out of practice so I’m not sure if I fucked something up at some point.
Also not sure if she wants me to sleep with her or her friend, or both. I’ll explore that one more next time. She did mention her attraction to me, so unless she was bullshitting I think I’ll explore this further.