Before I start off, I'd like to mention that this was supposed to be a lay report. It never became one, due to one very important key tool in pick-up that a lot of guys take for granted. ONE mistake that does not seem important at start - but becomes a deal-breaker when it comes down to actually getting the woman in bed.

Below, you will read my field-report. I will be analyzing the situation as I'm explaining what happened. This FR is written to prevent you from making the same mistake I did.

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Field Report

Location: A club in the center of Stockholm.
People: Me, my wing S - and 3 chicks (2 of which are TWINS)

Details: I'm interested in one of the chicks and want to get to know her better. Let's call her Kitty Kat. The other two chicks are twins and despite the fact that they are hot - they're not my type.

Situation: The plan was for all of us to meet at the club at 9:30 PM. My wing S and I are already in the club and we've ordered drinks. This night was supposed to turn out great.

Ok, so we're waiting for the chicks to arrive. It's 10 PM now. They're 30 min's late. S gets a little frustrated and asks me to call them up. Guess what? The girls say they won't make it. They wanna go to some random bar on the other side of town instead.

Both S and me get pissed off. The night is ruined.

We decided to switch locations and grab something to eat in town before we hit the next venue.

So while we're eating, Kitty Kat starts texting me. She starts saying stuff like "I really wanted to see you 2night!" and starts sending me random hearts now and then.

I'm like whatever. I didn't pay too much attention to what she wrote since I was busy with trying to find a different venue to rock and roll in. Here comes the interesting part . . .

As S and I are at the train station about to leave this part of town, guess who we see there? . . . Take a guess, I'm waiting.

YES! The girls!

Kitty Kat runs up to me and gives me a hug. I introduce the girls to my wing S and they politely get to know each other.

Kitty Kat: Hey, we were gonna call it a night and go home. Can I hang out with you guys for a while?
Me:Yeah sure, tag along. We were gonna go to _location_ (the same part of town where I live).

The twins leave. Now it's only me, S and Kitty Kat. Kinda awkward but yet not. Hard to explain how the mood was.

Anyways, as we enter the train, I see a couple of friends on it. Awesome coincidence.

Fast forwarding to the important stuff: S leaves and goes home. I'm wingless, but that doesn't mean I can't fly. Like my wordplay?

So now it's my 4 other friends and Kitty Kat, sitting and eating again at some place. Kitty Kat wasn't sitting so close to me so there was no interaction between us. Instead, I decided to be the man and have all eyes on me, to create even more interest on her behalf.

So we're all sitting and talking, I'm busting everybody's balls and people are just LOVING me.


The Interesting Part

I look at Kitty Kat across the table. Strong eye contact and a smile. She looks back at me - and can't stop staring. She looks at me intensively and smiles all along.

I continue talking to my other friends, but every now and then I would look at Kitty Kat with the same intense eyes - and get the same response back. Perfect. Love is in the air. Or, well . . . Horniness is in the air. The love part isn't there yet.

As I'm being the man and at the same time keeping intense eye contact with Kitty Kat, and building sexual tension - she bursts out this across the table:

Kitty Kat: Hey Panda! _giving me the sexy eyes and a weak smile_ . . . Let's get out of here.
Me:_Acting like a chode_ You got any cigarettes?
Kitty Kat:_Playing along_ Yes I do

Of course, everybody at the table knew what was up. Everything turned quite as I was putting my clothes on. My friends all looked at me with a huge smile on their faces. Fucking love those guys

Seems like the night is about to come to an end. I'm sealing the deal without having to talk to Kitty Kat barely at all that night.
Alright, so we're outside taking a smoke. I tell her I'm gonna call it a night and go home. Due to my perfect reading of her signals, the conversation went like this:

Me: You can walk me home and take the bus from there if you want
Kitty Kat: Yeah sure! I'm really sorry we ditched you guys earlier by the way

I never understood that part. I could never figure out why the ditched us in the first place? This night was very confusing . . .

Anyways, we were approaching my house and THAT'S when I realized something . . .

The Fuck-Up

Mind you that I am 18 years old. Yes, very young indeed. This means - I got my whole family at home - sleeping. It's FULL HOUSE and I didn't PLAN for this ahead.

I completely forgot about the logistics. It was the stupidest mistake I've ever done. How could I forget about this?

Usually when I bring girls home, I CAN do it because my parents are out of the country and I got the whole house to myself (sometimes over a couple of months!). I never got in the situation where they were ALL home and I actually pulled a girl THAT night.

My heart just stopped beating completely. There's no other place nearby to pull her in. It's fucking freezing outside, I can't be out there for another second! The worst part is, it's almost morning and she lives like 2 hours away from me. This was a nightmare.

But that's not even the problem. The problem wasn't to GET the girl back to my place. The problem was saying NO to sex and letting her go. Because you know why? This is what she said next:

Kitty Kat: Well, maybe I don't have to take the bus home. You could be really nice and let me spend the night at your place?

FUCK ME.

Me:_Feeling extremely stupid_ Well . . . I hate to tell you this . . . But there is absolutely zero room at my place. And even if it was - everybody's asleep and my dork barks like hell when someone walks in. The whole neighborhood will wake up.

. . . By this time, I wished someone ripped my penis off. I didn't deserve it, lol.

Her: Oh . . . I see _extremely disappointed_.

I take her to the bus stop.

We stand there for a few minutes, talking. Her bus arrives, and we say goodbye.

I get home and lie in bed for the next hour or two, intoxicated, and feeling like a chode. The night was ruined. Totally ruined.

The Awesome Part That Isn't Really Relevant

I knew this girl was totally into me. This little fuck up wasn't THAT bad. I could easily recover.

And just as I was thinking that, I receive a text message.

"Text Message from: Kitty Kat"

Kitty Kat: You should come over to my place someday, if u want:)

What we texted next is irrelevant and kind of inappropriate. But I was back in the game, barely an hour after the fuck up.

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Logistics

Look . . . I feel that a lot of guys take this part for granted. "I'm into the girl, she's into me - so there shouldn't be a problem in finding a location?" - "I'll deal with it when the moment comes."

And so on.

It doesn't seem too important at start because that is the least of the worries for a lot of guys (mind you, this field report was mainly written for the less experienced ones). In fact, what IS important at this point are stuff like "I need to get to know her first . . . I need to 'attract' her and she needs to like me. And IF I even manage getting that far . . . that's when I should start thinking about logistics."

NO. Completely wrong mindset.

Your logistics are EXTREMELY important. It's not just any deal-breaker (in fact, sometimes it's not a deal-breaker at all). . . But it's the PLAN and structure that you will need for as long as you live in that house !

Handle your logistics RIGHT away. And every single time you go out (no matter the purpose) - have your logistics set up. Especially if there are variables that have CHANGED (such as your parents actually being at home this night).

Changed variables work as the butterfly flapping its wings and causing a hurricane on the other side of the country. This shit DOES happen and, at least, it should be considered. Take precautions.

Here's how I usually handle my logistics (I say usually, because the word "always" has no valid meaning any longer):

Work your way from the back. Like this:

* My house. This is the endpoint.
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---* That restaurant close to my house, where I can bring a group of friends, or a set, to eat.
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----* That bar in which we can chill after a night out, for after-drinks. This bar is located pretty close to the restaurant in the previous step.
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------* That club in which we spent the majority of the night at.
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-----------* Leaving the house, fully prepared (condoms, breathmints and an awesome hygiene, etc) and aware of the logistics and/or possible changed variables that have occured.


As you may figure, I failed at the very FIRST step. Leaving the house prepared. The FIRST step was responsible for why the LAST step got screwed up. The whole system was shaky right from the start, leading to its collapsed state in the end.

I hope this field report has given some inspiration and insight on why the logistics are so important.

And I also hope that my story burst a flame under your ass, alerting you to not make the same mistake.

It doesn't matter how experienced or INEXPERIENCED you are.

You gotta ALWAYS be prepared. Not just with the logistics, but with everything! This is your life now. The life of hygiene, grooming and all other parts which should be an obvious part of what makes you a good man.

Good luck,

Panda.

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