So I have a slow day at work today and decided to entertain myself by reading some Field Reports. Unfortunately I had a slow day at work the other day as well and read a bunch of Field Reports, so now there are are only like 2 new Field Reports for me to read. Got annoyed for a minute, then realized instead of blaming the PUA community for selfishly not providing me with entertainment when I’m supposed to be working, I should probably actually post one myself for a change. So here we go.

So I had a good situation going with three regular hookups for a couple of months. Sadly, it all came crashing down a couple of weeks ago, as detailed in my post on masf last week:

http://www.fastseduction.com/discussion ... stTopic=59

As I said in my post, I’d been passing up opportunities because I was comfortable in my situation. My latest lay is an example of one of the pass-ups who I luckily got a second chance with.

So this girl, we’ll call her HBSorority, came with her sorority sisters into the restaurant where I work a couple of months ago. She and her friends were cute and I spent a long time talking to them because the restaurant was pretty slow, but I didn’t think there was anything noteworthy about the conversation. Just recommended some dishes and gabbed about music a little.

So when they leave I go to grab their CC receipts and one of them has “My name’s HBSorority. Facebook Me!” written on it. I’m not sure which one it is at this point, but I’m hoping it’s HB Sorority because I thought she was the cutest one. Go on Facebook later, realize it is HBSorority and after looking at a few of her photos at some sort of formal dance I realize that she’s actually an HB9 (she was all wrapped up in winter clothes in the restaurant so it was hard to tell). Her musical taste is pretty great (big turn-on for me) and I’m pretty flattered, as we get a lot of numbers and what-not at the restaurant but usually from gay-guys and drunken MILFS. At the same time though, she’s only 20 (quite a few years younger than me) and I’ve got no free time to follow-up on it what with my two jobs, various hobbies and three regular FBs. So I pretty much forget about it until last Friday.

So Friday night I’m working at the restaurant and it’s ridiculously busy. I’m still a little bummed about the collapse of my “harem,” and I’m falling “into the weeds” with my tables. All of a sudden, HBSorority comes in with the same group of friends, and gives me a big smile when I greet them. It takes me a minute to realize who she is, and I’m in such a distracted mood from the crazy amount of tables I have to deal with that I just give her an “Oh...hey!” before seating her with another server. By the time I get a chance to think about going over and saying hi to her properly, her and her friends have already eaten and left. I curse myself for missing the opportunity, but honestly don’t really have time to worry about it too much.

As we’re closing, however, another server (actually the server who I was hooking up with in my post above) comes up to me and says “looks like you’re still being a man-whore Niko...” It turns out HB Sorority left a note on her receipt again, asking the other server to pass along HBSorority’s number so we can get in touch (not knowing that the other server and I were hooking up constantly until only a week before. Ahhh, funny...).

So I text her and we keep texting throughout the day every day for the next few days. It doesn’t take me long to get a handle on why she was so persistent in chasing me: she’s a gorgeous little blonde sorority girl who secretly loves indie music, political theorizing and avant-garde literature. She also loves foreign-guys with beards. I guess that after seeing my Facebook (which has references to my day-job in the music industry, my past-life as a political-science masters student, my general love of books, and lots of pictures of me looking alright in a beard or back in my home country) her interest in me as an “escape” from her regular life was piqued.

So we text about books, music, and whatever for a few days then meet-up at her place on Wednesday to watch a movie that had just come out on DVD that we both really wanted to see . I realized that most of our talk had probably been far too intellectual while texting, so I went into C&F mode, making her laugh and building up the sexual tension now that she already had “selected” me based on my “intelligence” and hobbies. There was also a little bit of a “forbidden fruit” element thrown into the mix because she wasn’t supposed to have guys overnight at her sorority house, which dovetailed nicely with her concept of me as “not-the-kind-of-guy-other-people-would-expect-her-to-hookup-with.”

We had a little wine, watched the movie (which was rather romantic), started cuddling, started making-out, and then moved onto the lay. I was using the “I-am-the-prize” frame the whole time (pulling away when she was trying to kiss me, giving her the “you’re being a naughty girl” look) so it proceeded with little-to-no LMR. She had an amazing body, and while she seemed kind of inexperienced, she was pretty eager to try anything I suggested (she was very passionate, but I was leading pretty much the whole time once we actually started shagging).

I debriefed her a little afterwards, and she pretty much confirmed all my suspicions as to why she had gone after me in the first place. To be honest the experience was a little bit of a disappointment. The lay was great, but it was kind of sad to realize that she saw me as some sort of affirmation that she really is “different” from the rest of the crowd, and while I’m glad I gave her an experience she obviously wanted and isn’t going to regret, from my vantage point she is kind of a naive little girl with a lot to learn about the world. That’s not her fault of course, I’m older and I’ve experienced a lot more, but it was clearly a much more special event in her life than it was in mine. It’s not a big deal really, but I think she’ll be expecting to see each other once in a while from now on, and it’ll only become more of a problem over time.

On the plus side, it gives me even more impetus to seek out better and better women. Getting an unsolicited number from an HB9, let alone laying her, would have been an unbelievable concept to me just a few months ago. Now I know I can get them, I can try and find others who have even more of the qualities I’m looking for. And it’s nice to know that while this came from a little bit of “gaming,” it was way more so because of my efforts to build myself into the person I want to be, and then project that image to others.