This Field report is about not quitting. I learnt a couple of days ago that in the field this is also very imporant.

Location

A dutch small town fair. A lot of extremely drunk people, all ages. I go out traditionally with some friends and usually meet a lot of people I know from all things in life and just chat by about everybodies lives. Usually I meet the local girls I can "social game" and see if I can arrange something.

I did some approaches and one girl that passed me by on the dancefloor was drunk and seemed interested in kissing, but her friends pushed her away. Too bed.

I noticed a black woman with an absolute 10 body. She was quite a rarity there, and she seemed kind of drunk. When she was accidentaly in front of me at the dancefloor. I just tapped her on the shoulder. Said hi and started dancing with her.

I noticed in het responses that she was extremely drunk and distressed by something. I asked her wat the problem was and she said she lost her bag and belongings and her friends.

If you sarge a lot, you get used to this. Chicks always have some sort of trouble they will be buggin you with. But you have to act cool and lead the interaction. So I told her to chill and stay with me. She would be safe.

I was the only sober dude on the whole dancefloor. And this started to be annoying. Old drunk women would start touching me or making stupid comments about my shirts. Drunk guys would form a circle and start dancing with their fat bodies destroying anything in my way. I wanted to go home and I thought my night with HB10 was going nowhere because she was to drunk anyway.

Then she wanted to go to the bathroom and I followed. Isolation! That was what this sarge needed. On her way a guy bumped and splashed a whole cup of beer on her shirt. At the toilet we talked and she opened up her top button. Her huge breasts wet with beer. DAmn this chick was hot. And she was now standing in embrace with me... totally drunk. I said some romantic shit and she started raving about having psychic sights about me being like my grandfather and having much love from my family. Psychic my ass... it was the combination of XTC and too much booze. But I didn't care. I wanted her.

She was now totally soaked and I noticed she was summerly dressed, but the weather had turned too cold. We went out to look again for her friend, and combined this with dancing. She started giving IOD's when i tried to kiss her and this was off course not good. So I froze her out a little and talked to my friends.

I wasnt the only one targeting her. A lot of guys would start dancing with her and make moves on her. This used to piss me of or make me insucure, but now I know just to stay calm. I wont built any attraction by being try hard.

She would dance around the place, then look for her friend, and then dance with some guys. BUt I had her on radar the whole time, and waited for my next chance. It pays of to be the only sober guy in the room.

At the end, she wanted to give up her search and was desperate. I was treating her like she was my GF for months and told her she could go to my place to have a hot shower and a fresh set of dry clothes. I was kind of ashamed of myself using such a cheap trick, but at the other hand we are both adults and she was soaking wet and it was only 10 degrees.

So we finally end up in a taxi and in my home. She went into the shower and I kind of talked through the door witch she left open. I kind of teased her by saying I wanted to peek, but she said that would be rude... but in the way she said it: kind of teasing me she invited me anyway.

This situation was perfect for a classic push pull psychology. When she came out of the shower I said I would dry her off, but then hesitated, because I told her we just met and we should take it slow. Mystery has written a lot about this in his method book and this always pays of in the secution phase.

I did get a few peeks though and she definitely has the body of a A class stripper. Damn she turned me on!

She put on a robe and then her underwear. She was standing in her panties and brah in front of me in the living room and asked me if I had some body lotion. Naturally I helped her put it all over body. I combined this with a massage and she got so turned on we started making some grinding moves. Then she got conscious about it and stopped again. Darn!

In her drunk rooze, she started talking to me, drinking some water. She asked me why I didn't have GF and I explained about my break up. Now I use this as a DHV. Never talk down about your ex. Explain how much you loved her and how things just werent ment to be. It is at moments like this where you can really seduce a women with emotinal richness!

She seemed satisfied by the answer and noticed my wooden giraffes on my table. It reminded her of her home. She got tears in her eyes... I hugged her and told her she could always let her emotions show with me. I'd know how to comfort her. Then I looked her deep in the eye and said it was OK.

She said I was cute, shy and had a babyface, and then we kissed. However, instead of turning it on. It made her sleepy. B4 I knew it we were cuddling on the couch but she kept falling asleep and in the end she was in my bed. Having a hot woman like that turned me on. But she was to drunk to even talk and slept like a concrete bunker. I just lay there with my dick in my hands unable to sleep because she snore like WW2 bomber haha. But I was satisfied just looking at her sleep was satisfaction enough for now...

The next morning she was hung over, but grateful and we were girlfriend and boyfriend. I brought her home and since then we had another date (just some kisses, and wine) and tonight we are going to see each other again. If I play it cool I can F-close her. That would be nice.

But the most important thing was: while she was annoying the F out of me on the dancefloor and was also being battered by other guys approaches. I persevered and kept gaming her for hours straight. It built enough comfort for her to come home with me in the end and know whe have a thing going. So don't give up with a chick if things get tough! Sometimes the labour is defenitely worth it!

I'm off to the fair again: good hunting to you all!

Buccaneer

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I could not tread these perilous paths in safety, if I did not keep a saving sense of humor. -Admiral Horatio Nelson