As explained in a previous post, I am not actually available. I am learning game so that I can cheat when I travel for business. Or when I pretend to travel for business. I know. Not cool. Too bad.

Cannot do PUA anywhere near my small town. Too easy to get busted.

Yesterday, travelled 2 and a half hours away to a fairly large city. Lots of bars. Hit a college bar in the afternoon for happy hour. Opened a 20-something blonde HB7 sitting at the bar chatting with her HB6.5 friend (the bartender). While I used a fake name, turns out the blonde is the cousin or possibly sister of a friend of mine who lives in South Carolina. Never made it past building comfort towards sedution, so that is probably for the best.

At another bar, met a chunky HB5 from Sweden here on holiday. Failed in mid-game again to do anything in the area of building attraction or sexual tension.

At another bar, opened a pair in a very crowded place. One was HB5 with an extra 30 pounds. The other was HB7. Both professionals. Had a great time. There was these 2 draft beers just sitting at the bar that no one ordered. The waitresses and bartenders never picked them up. So we made this game about stealing the beer. Fun chatting. Then things got boring. And it turns out they were there with friends from church. And we talked about church. And then I just time constrained them and bailed.

Three strikes. And I had a hotel room for the night and everything.

Decided to hit Coyote Ugly a little before midnight. If I was not going to score, I was at least going to watch some drunk girls dance on the bar.

And one of them was easy to open, easy to engage with a little kino, easy to elevate. And she is married.

She was with 2 friends. One was a short HB5 Latina. The other was her gay friend who is pre-op transgendered. She herself was HB6 or HB7. Fine. She is bisexual, and her husband lets her go out and pick up women, but she had struck out. We talked about how much we both like pussy. How much we both love tittites. Did shots. Gay friend kept cock blocking me, remindng her that her husband was only okay with her picking up women, and I agreed that was a great idea.

And then we talked about picking up women, and then what we like to do to women, and she gets a little hot and starts dancing sexy and shows me her tits, and then gay friend ruins the vibe AGAIN. This pattern repeated several times.

At the end of the night, I told her I knew she was not available, but maybe she could help me get laid by being my wing-girl next time I was in town. I could tell her gay friend and girlfriend thought it was a bad idea. But she thought it sounded like the best idea ever because we could pickup girls together as a team! For me, I am thinking either she helps me pick up a different girl, or I talk her into my bed. Either way, I win.

Number close. Plus photo of her on the bar lifting her shirt (but tits covered by bra this time).

I have no intention of breaking up her marriage, and I will not call her for a few weeks. I will not have time to come back to this city for a while anyway. But while I do not want to break up a marriage, I have very little confidence that it will last very long if she is allowed to go out and pick up women. Either she will cheat. Or he will. Or something else will melt down.

Either way. I win. BOOM!