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Master Don Juan
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Field Report at a Glance(FR@G):
Date: Friday, May 24 & 25, 2012. Setting: Karaoke bar in southern California. In my last field report, I mentioned a woman who friend-zoned me initially. The other day I saw her and approached. And later that night, she was linking arms with me and started making out with me suddenly. She went home alone that night & I banged her the night and morning after.
Key: Hb7: my target; girl 1: girl from previous thread; girl 2: girl from previous thread.
Full Report:
At about 11pm, my wing and I arrive at karaoke. I see a girl who usually sings there. Once I spot her, I come over and approach. I knew it was time to make a change and that I was either going to crash and burn or succeed. This is how it went down:
Rob: Hey, you!
Hb7: Hii
Rob: Come here. I want to try something new on you. But you have to promise you won't move for 15 seconds.
Hb7: Haha, what is it?
Rob: Maybe you'll find out.
Hb7: Haha, okay!
Rob: Alright, come here. *at this point I grab her, start kissing her neck while simultaneously grabbing a breast with one hand and pulling her hair with the other*
Hb7: *smile from cheek to cheek* Woah
Rob: Haha, what?
Hb7: I liked the way you grabbed my hair and did what you wanted to do [with me].
Rob: *gives her a smirk*
Hb7: I would keep a little lighter with the hair pull, though :yes:
Rob: I'll keep that in mind.
Hb7: I'll be back. *Leaves and my wing high fives me*
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2 hours later
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My wing is opening a set as my protege and I are dancing to random songs. Hb7 is dancing in front of me. "Do you want to dance up there with me?" she says. "Let's go," I say as I grab her by the hand and walk towards the stage. We start dancing/grinding and having a little dance battle. I get closer and closer and then get low dancing to hip-hop, haha. At one point I feel a tap on my shoulder: it is girl 1 (Blonde Swedish girl from 3 weeks ago. See "girl 1" under my previous thread: here). She gives me IOI's, starts talking to me and asks me to sing with her friend (hb7, see "girl 2" in said thread). As this is happening, the girl dancing in front of me starts dancing harder trying to keep my attention on her. For a minute, there are three women trying to get my attention. I agree to sing with the Swedish girl and keep dancing with hb7. When the song ends, I decide to try something new and grab her by the arms and bring her near me. "Do you want to know a secret?" I ask hb7. "Sure," she replies. "I really want to kiss you right now." She starts smiling and says "haha, you must be kidding." I smile and then walk away.
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An hour later
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She comes back and asks what wing, protege, and I are doing. We tell her we're going to restaurant XYZ; she asks if she can come and I agree. We begin walking:
Hb7: There was an Indian guy back there saying he recognizes me. He thinks I am a lesbian porn star. I explained I am not that girl and he insisted, haha.
Rob: *I frown*
Hb7: I am into dudes, not chicks...ew. *right as she looks at my eyes and links our arms.* You know, I am actually a model.
Rob: Oh, a hand model?
Hb7:
Rob: Oh...I get it. You're one of those people who sketches stuff.
Hb7: No! I am a lingerie model for XYZ British company.
Rob: Oooh la la...aren't you cool?
Hb7: *smiles and punches my arm* You're a jerk!
We arrive at the restaurant and my wing and I sit down. Some dude comes up to her and starts hugging her and looks like they know each other. My wing sports a gorgeous set of Iranian girls in front of us that glanced at us. Twenty seconds later, hb7 looks like this "save me!" she wispers as the dude hugs her. I shake my head and walk that direction. I pull her away from the dude; he resist and I say "she's coming with me dude." The other dude backs away and hb starts thanking me.
Wing: Did you guys see that?!
Iranian hbs: Haha, yeah. OMG, we would have saved her had he not gone!
Wing: Wasn't that awesome? *props for being a good wing*
Iranian hbs: Haha..*indisdinct words to wing as we are sitting on stools against an outdoor, long table facing the street.*
Hb7: Oh my gosh, thank you so much! *hugs me* oh...boy, he's looking over here. I don't think he gets it. Let me try something. *hb grabs me by the shirt and starts making out with me*
Rob: *surprised by the situation, I kiss her back. We last about 2 minutes*
Hb7: Wow, that...was way better than what I had anticipated.
Iranian hbs: *smiling and giving obvious IOI's in response to make out*
Hb7: Hold on, I don't think he saw it. *lays her lips on me for another 2 minutes*
Iranian hbs: *they seem to be enjoying this and smile a lot*
Wing: So tell me guys *starts conversation with Iranian girls*
Hb7: So, Robyn...I want to ask you..*makes out with me again and starts grabbing me. I grab her back and start feeling tits, abs and @ss.* :yes:
Wing: Look, look, those girls are making out over there!
Rob: What? Ohh...*I still don't know why you did this Austin, haha*
Hb7: *sits on my leg* You know, I would do this, but you're probably going to want a relationship with me and stuff.
Rob: And what makes you think that?
Hb7: Because you are a guy and that's how you guys work.
Rob: You are categorizing me, kid :nono: You don't know me.
Hb7: You're right. I'm sorry, it's just convenient. I should have asked you.
The thing is...I have a boyfriend in (city 400 miles away).
Rob: Haha, so? I'm not asking you to marry me, woman.
Hb7: You don't care?
Rob: I see you right here, right now and that is all that matters ;]
Hb7: *starts making out with me and touches me. I cut her short and push her away and her jaw drops* Is your food ready yet?
Rob: We didn't order anything--just hanging out with Austin because he came all the way from (50 miles away).
Iranian hbs: you're from (county?) *wing asks something*
Rob: (to Iranian hbs) you guys are best friends, huh? *and get into a conversation with them to punish hb7 for behaving in an entitled manner. I continue for another 2 minutes & hb7 just stands there and talks to me*
Rob: *I turn around grab her, kiss her passionately and kino all over* I want to do things to you *I say to her ear.* Soo...where do you live again?
Hb7: *smiles* I live with two roommates and both are home.
Rob: Did I mention I live ten minutes away in a quiet place?
Hb7: haha, I am not going anywhere...I really have to be home.
Rob: That's cool. No need to rush anything...
Hb7: *smiles*
Rob: *silent and looking at her eyes in a sexual manner*
Hb7: *gigles* But you know what...any other time of the month is good. Let me give you my number. *punches number in my phone* Call me so that I get yours.
Iranian hbs: *get pulled by some dudes and my wing is alone*
Rob: Cool.
Hb7: Bye! *kisses me one more time and gives me the phuck me eyes*
At this point, my protege comes back. "Robyn...do you have a condom?" I hand him one and he smiles. "Girl 2?" I ask him as I hand him a condom. "Actually, I'm going to need two. I just got a 3 sum with the Swedish girls, haha" he says. Note that these are the same girls that fought over him 3 weeks ago (see thread above). My wing and I give him some tips. Protege leaves and my wing and I go home to play video games because we're bored. When we get home, I have a text from hb7.
Hb7: I have to be honest. It was very tempting to go home with you. If you're still up for it, I'll see what's going on later this week
Rob: (next day) Hmm...as long as you wear cute British lingerie! Can't promise it will stay on or dry, though.
Date: Friday, May 24 & 25, 2012. Setting: Karaoke bar in southern California. In my last field report, I mentioned a woman who friend-zoned me initially. The other day I saw her and approached. And later that night, she was linking arms with me and started making out with me suddenly. She went home alone that night & I banged her the night and morning after.
Key: Hb7: my target; girl 1: girl from previous thread; girl 2: girl from previous thread.
Full Report:
At about 11pm, my wing and I arrive at karaoke. I see a girl who usually sings there. Once I spot her, I come over and approach. I knew it was time to make a change and that I was either going to crash and burn or succeed. This is how it went down:
Rob: Hey, you!
Hb7: Hii
Rob: Come here. I want to try something new on you. But you have to promise you won't move for 15 seconds.
Hb7: Haha, what is it?
Rob: Maybe you'll find out.
Hb7: Haha, okay!
Rob: Alright, come here. *at this point I grab her, start kissing her neck while simultaneously grabbing a breast with one hand and pulling her hair with the other*
Hb7: *smile from cheek to cheek* Woah
Rob: Haha, what?
Hb7: I liked the way you grabbed my hair and did what you wanted to do [with me].
Rob: *gives her a smirk*
Hb7: I would keep a little lighter with the hair pull, though :yes:
Rob: I'll keep that in mind.
Hb7: I'll be back. *Leaves and my wing high fives me*
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2 hours later
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My wing is opening a set as my protege and I are dancing to random songs. Hb7 is dancing in front of me. "Do you want to dance up there with me?" she says. "Let's go," I say as I grab her by the hand and walk towards the stage. We start dancing/grinding and having a little dance battle. I get closer and closer and then get low dancing to hip-hop, haha. At one point I feel a tap on my shoulder: it is girl 1 (Blonde Swedish girl from 3 weeks ago. See "girl 1" under my previous thread: here). She gives me IOI's, starts talking to me and asks me to sing with her friend (hb7, see "girl 2" in said thread). As this is happening, the girl dancing in front of me starts dancing harder trying to keep my attention on her. For a minute, there are three women trying to get my attention. I agree to sing with the Swedish girl and keep dancing with hb7. When the song ends, I decide to try something new and grab her by the arms and bring her near me. "Do you want to know a secret?" I ask hb7. "Sure," she replies. "I really want to kiss you right now." She starts smiling and says "haha, you must be kidding." I smile and then walk away.
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An hour later
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She comes back and asks what wing, protege, and I are doing. We tell her we're going to restaurant XYZ; she asks if she can come and I agree. We begin walking:
Hb7: There was an Indian guy back there saying he recognizes me. He thinks I am a lesbian porn star. I explained I am not that girl and he insisted, haha.
Rob: *I frown*
Hb7: I am into dudes, not chicks...ew. *right as she looks at my eyes and links our arms.* You know, I am actually a model.
Rob: Oh, a hand model?
Hb7:
Rob: Oh...I get it. You're one of those people who sketches stuff.
Hb7: No! I am a lingerie model for XYZ British company.
Rob: Oooh la la...aren't you cool?
Hb7: *smiles and punches my arm* You're a jerk!
We arrive at the restaurant and my wing and I sit down. Some dude comes up to her and starts hugging her and looks like they know each other. My wing sports a gorgeous set of Iranian girls in front of us that glanced at us. Twenty seconds later, hb7 looks like this "save me!" she wispers as the dude hugs her. I shake my head and walk that direction. I pull her away from the dude; he resist and I say "she's coming with me dude." The other dude backs away and hb starts thanking me.
Wing: Did you guys see that?!
Iranian hbs: Haha, yeah. OMG, we would have saved her had he not gone!
Wing: Wasn't that awesome? *props for being a good wing*
Iranian hbs: Haha..*indisdinct words to wing as we are sitting on stools against an outdoor, long table facing the street.*
Hb7: Oh my gosh, thank you so much! *hugs me* oh...boy, he's looking over here. I don't think he gets it. Let me try something. *hb grabs me by the shirt and starts making out with me*
Rob: *surprised by the situation, I kiss her back. We last about 2 minutes*
Hb7: Wow, that...was way better than what I had anticipated.
Iranian hbs: *smiling and giving obvious IOI's in response to make out*
Hb7: Hold on, I don't think he saw it. *lays her lips on me for another 2 minutes*
Iranian hbs: *they seem to be enjoying this and smile a lot*
Wing: So tell me guys *starts conversation with Iranian girls*
Hb7: So, Robyn...I want to ask you..*makes out with me again and starts grabbing me. I grab her back and start feeling tits, abs and @ss.* :yes:
Wing: Look, look, those girls are making out over there!
Rob: What? Ohh...*I still don't know why you did this Austin, haha*
Hb7: *sits on my leg* You know, I would do this, but you're probably going to want a relationship with me and stuff.
Rob: And what makes you think that?
Hb7: Because you are a guy and that's how you guys work.
Rob: You are categorizing me, kid :nono: You don't know me.
Hb7: You're right. I'm sorry, it's just convenient. I should have asked you.
The thing is...I have a boyfriend in (city 400 miles away).
Rob: Haha, so? I'm not asking you to marry me, woman.
Hb7: You don't care?
Rob: I see you right here, right now and that is all that matters ;]
Hb7: *starts making out with me and touches me. I cut her short and push her away and her jaw drops* Is your food ready yet?
Rob: We didn't order anything--just hanging out with Austin because he came all the way from (50 miles away).
Iranian hbs: you're from (county?) *wing asks something*
Rob: (to Iranian hbs) you guys are best friends, huh? *and get into a conversation with them to punish hb7 for behaving in an entitled manner. I continue for another 2 minutes & hb7 just stands there and talks to me*
Rob: *I turn around grab her, kiss her passionately and kino all over* I want to do things to you *I say to her ear.* Soo...where do you live again?
Hb7: *smiles* I live with two roommates and both are home.
Rob: Did I mention I live ten minutes away in a quiet place?
Hb7: haha, I am not going anywhere...I really have to be home.
Rob: That's cool. No need to rush anything...
Hb7: *smiles*
Rob: *silent and looking at her eyes in a sexual manner*
Hb7: *gigles* But you know what...any other time of the month is good. Let me give you my number. *punches number in my phone* Call me so that I get yours.
Iranian hbs: *get pulled by some dudes and my wing is alone*
Rob: Cool.
Hb7: Bye! *kisses me one more time and gives me the phuck me eyes*
At this point, my protege comes back. "Robyn...do you have a condom?" I hand him one and he smiles. "Girl 2?" I ask him as I hand him a condom. "Actually, I'm going to need two. I just got a 3 sum with the Swedish girls, haha" he says. Note that these are the same girls that fought over him 3 weeks ago (see thread above). My wing and I give him some tips. Protege leaves and my wing and I go home to play video games because we're bored. When we get home, I have a text from hb7.
Hb7: I have to be honest. It was very tempting to go home with you. If you're still up for it, I'll see what's going on later this week
Rob: (next day) Hmm...as long as you wear cute British lingerie! Can't promise it will stay on or dry, though.
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