West PUA

I wrote this field report some time back, and decided to post it on my blog.

Yesterday (Saturday 11.17.07) I went out with an AFC friend. The first venue we hit up is a rather run-down karaoke bar, but since it’s free admission, most night out usually start out at this place. I live in a small city, so there’s no more than a couple of places to go.

The bar is in the middle of the place, and there is space around it. People circulate around the bar. Me and my friend sit down at a table against the wall with two chairs. It’s great for keeping eye contact with chicks who passes by to see who’s looking for some. Bodylanguage is alpha.

I notice two chicks, one fat UG and one cute blonde HB8.5 walking by. I try for eye contact with the blonde. She avoids retuning EC. They walk by one more time some minutes later, same happens, try for EC, no response. I stop looking at her eyes before having to turn my head.

When they’re gone, my friend goes, “Dude, you saw those chicks?! The blonde was SO trying to get your attention! They went by you TWO TIMES! She was looking at you the whole time!” I guess she was nervous or something, and looked when she was out of my view. I didn’t see them again.

Sitting at the same place, a blonde with great body and nice face, HB8, walks by. Strong eye contact. I just say whatever I think of, this time it’s the original “Hi”.

West: Hi
HB8: What’s up. *Smiling*

From the second I said hi, she pushed her right tit against my side. IOI I guess

West: You’re out? *Another patented West-line*
HB8: Yeah. Do you know what happened to the pool table? *The pool table in front of us is out of order*
West: No. But the players kind of sucked anyway *Smiling, joking*
HB8: Ha, ha, but it’s fun to watch.
West: You’re celebrating anything?
HB8: No, nothing special.
West: You’re with friends?
HB8: Yeah *She points somewhere*

I introduced her to my friend. She leaned over me to shake his hands, at the same time pressing her tits agains me, hard. She exchanged names with my friend. Then I shaked hands with her, and exchanged names with her. Anne-Marie if I remember correctly.

At this point, I should’ve said, “Hi, let’s find a place to sit”, and just guided her to somewhere to sit and kino and closed. I don’t.

Clubs and bars close at three o’clock after midnight, and me and my friend decide to take the bus home instead of taxi or calling to see if friends are driving. The bus ride home is about 45 mins.

We are almost the last to enter the bus, and it’s crowded. We both stand. I stand facing one of the windows on the other side. Under it, right in front of me, sits an old UG, facing me. To her right, is a four-seat section (like a booth in a club), two seats facing forward, and two seats facing backwards.

There’s a HB to my left, longer back in the bus, black hair, cute face. There’s also one at my right, towards the front, somewhat plump but cute face.

Then I notice a hot, black-haired, older woman, maybe 30-35, she’s foreign but I can’t quite describe her, kind of like filipino, but not exactly. Supercute face, HB8.5.

I look at her eyes, she notice and hold eye contact for a long time. This is like a stare-down competition. She holds it for like 40 secs before some curly-haired chode stand between us. He goes off at the next stop. Hardcore eye contact proceeds, looking 2/3 of the time at her face 1/3 at the lips, which she wets and bites several times.

She sits in the four-seat booth with three other people. Her body is facing my way, out of the booth. I wonder if she’s with friends. She’s about one meter away from me, and I say something like “You’re out on the city?” She can’t hear.

I lean forward (I know, don’t lean in, but if I didn’t, I couldn’t have talked to her) and repeats.

West: You’re out today?
HB8.5: Yes.

Then right after she answers, she leans into me, me leaning on my leg, and tounge me down hardcore. I was just thinking WTF, this is insane!?

West: Hmm, you’re with friends? *smiling*
HB8.5: Yes *points to old UG with drunk guy hanging over her, she literally can’t see whats going on, lol*
West: Oh, where do you live?
HB8.5: X place *I look out the window and realize the bus is about 5 mins from her place*
West: My friend over there is having an after-party. You should come.
HB8.5: *Smiling* No I can’t. *She points to the old UG*
West: Of course you’re coming.
HB8.5: Nooo, I can’t. She’s my husbands sister *pointing to old UG*
West: You’re coming *smiling*

At this point the CHODESPEAK alarm went off in my mind, and I figured I had to find another way to isolate.

But how the heck do you isolate on a BUS, right beside her husbands sister?

HB8.5: I can’t leave her *She held forth her hand, with a shiny diamond wedding ring on*

She grabbed my head and kissed more.

West: Come with me, take a taxi home. She’ll never notice.
HB8.5: I have to go.

The bus stopped at a bus-stop, and her drunk friend, old UG, got up and shouted that they had to get off.

West: Already? You haven’t even given me your phone number.
HB8.5: *smiling* I have to go. Maybe some other time, let’s see what happens (she was foreign, so her language was not perfect)

She went off the bus.

The question is, what could I have done to isolate her. It would be a guaranteed f*** if I had.

What come to my mind later, is to have told her to get off at a bus-stop earlier without her friend noticing, and just called her friend to tell her that she went of at the wrong stop, but would soon be home. And then just f***** her outside, despite the 5 *C temperature

It was fun though