Edit: downvote and report brigade from haters had my post removed. Lol. 100% true without embellishment.
The following report is (edit: the first) one of a few hangouts I've done with the same woman. We do 'date-like' things. Some of this will be in a small portion of a book I've been working on outlining the path from lone wolf cold approach to proximity and social circle game. The journey we've been on will illustrate several concepts I attempt to convey about attractive women and social circle game. This one encounter opened me up to a new world which I'll describe in later reports with her.
Now let's begin...
I was going through security at a courthouse when a hot foreign girl came in line behind me. Nice tits. She was accompanied by an older schlub. I could hear her speaking one of the two other languages I can speak, 'Language Y' (enough competence to flirt with women). I attempt at some small talk.
Me: "Why are you here? You a criminal?", smirk on my face
Her: "No! Just paying for a speeding ticket."
I forgot what else I said, but further interaction required disruption of the security process, look desperate, and looks bad socially. I didn't detect enough interest to go further. Moved on.
I check for my name on the screens, go up stairs, and enter the courtroom. I choose to sit at the very back on the bench. There were a few others already waiting. Nothing happened for a few minutes.
Suddenly, I spot a girl to my left entering the room, she appears to be of a race that speaks one of the other languages I speak. Let's call her 'Rachel'. She's cute, has nice tits, and is wearing tights that show off some booty. Yum. She sits down two benches in front of me to the left, a few people-widths inside. There are two men behind her. I don't remember the exact conditions, but I do remember wondering if some of the people around her were family/friends. This made me pause for a bit to strategize my approach. Approach anxiety was kind of there, but that's never my problem. My issue is being able to navigate this context properly so that negative social mechanisms don't kick in and shutdown my operation. A girl can be totally into you, but then she senses her image is at stake then withdraws completely and you look stupid. Has happened before.
Eventually I determine that there are no social roadblocks in my way. She is vulnerable for approach now. It won't get anymore convenient than this moment. No one's sitting to her left blocking the entrance to the bench, and no one to the right for more than 15 ft. The opportunity lingers. All I have to do is walk over there. My window is closing. Just one person can screw it all up. Rationalizations about why I shouldn't try are going through my head. But if I don't attempt now, I'll forever hate myself. Rejection is better than regret. I make my move.
As I enter the bench, I use the language (language X).
Me: "Excuse me. Is anybody sitting there?" (Me pointing to her right)
Rachel: "Oh. Uhmm, no."
I squeeze in front of her and sit two people spaces to the right of her so as to not come across too strong. Chill for a moment. Don't look at her.
Me: "What are you doing here?" (Language X)
Rachel: (Doesn't seem to understand)
Me: (Repeat myself with better annunciation)
Turns out she's here because of some altercation with a friend.
(Here on out, our conversation is a mix of Language X and English because she can't speak a lot of English)
She inquires about my appearance here. I tell her I'm seeing if I'm going to jail. This creates bait for her to ask more questions about me, creating more investment. Also, I keep some mystery while mixing in some badboy. Oh did I tell you I have a 'badboy' look?
Rachel: "What did you do?"
Me: (I tell her)
She goes more into depth about her situation and can't understand her summons sheet (written in English). An IOI most certainly. I take this opportunity as an excuse to scoot closer to her. She's wondering if she's at risk of going to jail. The paperwork doesn't say so, she's just summoned to act as a witness to the crime she charged her friend for.
She asks if I've ever been arrested other times. I don't hold back on my history and my shenanigans. If there's one thing I've learned, crime, even violent crime is a panty-wetter. I once jokingly said I just got back from court deciding my fate on a liquor store robbery me and my friends were accused of. "Not guilty". She ate that shit up. Attraction over 9000. Just went along with it to see where it goes. I buttered her up and screwed up later, but that's not relevant.
Rachel: "You're soooo bad" teehee hehe.
We chill for a moment. But I can see her fidgeting. She looks nervous. I ask her what's wrong. She says she's nervous with a shy smile. She changed her mind, she doesn't want to charge her friend anymore. She doesn't want her to go to jail. I lean over, put my hand on her shoulder and tell her it will be alright. I was the one who might get sentenced, but wasn't nervous, and most certainly wasn't going to show it. I'm the rock now.
She starts touching me while talking some more. Indirect permission to escalate granted. I put my arm around her on the seat, caressing her shoulder slightly. She looks completely comfortable with it, doesn't acknowledge it. Turns out her friend and her friends mother were sitting in the same row as us on the other side to the right, giving us dirty looks. All I said was fuck her, if a 'friend' did that to me, they can go fuck themselves. Left it at that. I've learned to not delve into the affairs of a woman's life, just let her vent and just listen.
Other cases are going on. A bunch of idiots trying to bullshit their way out of their D.U.Is and drug charges. I wasn't buying it. The judge most certainly wasn't. Even a security guard laughed at some of them. I translate some of that to her and make fun of them. She tells me I'm so mean. Eventually I ask if she has a pen. She doesn't and asks why.
Me: "You're going to write your number on my paper (summons sheet)" (No phones allowed in court)
Rachel: "Oh really?"
I ask the woman two seats over if she has a pen I can borrow. She does and I give it to Rachel. Number acquired. Then I remember a lesson I learned at a bar once, always ask about her logistics in the middle of your session, not towards the end when she gets drunk and things become out of your control and can't close. So I ask her how she got here. She says she took the bus.
Me: "Maybe I can drop you off. Where do you live?"
Rachel: (she can't pronounce her English street name)
I realized her summons sheet has her address. Perfect.
Me: "I live only 5 mins away from here, you're only around 20mins away. It's not a big deal; I can drop you off"
Rachel: "Yeah, sure"
Now, we're getting somewhere.
Her time is coming near based on the amount of people left. She's still nervous, I still caress her. She asks me if I can come up to the podium with her for support (how cute and feminine. Now I really want to violate her). I tell her I can't, but that she'll do fine.
Her time comes up. She walks to the stand. She keeps looking back at me while speaking.
Judge: "Why do you keep looking back there"
Rachel: (No answer, keeps talking)
Me: (She's looking back at Papa Warlock, that's what she's doing)
There's a camera here monitoring all of us, monitoring me running some smooth game. Oh yeah.
Case Verdict: Friend gets a $1000+ fine and a record, no jail time.
Rachel sits back with me with my arm around her instead of the chair (slight escalation). The mother comes to our side and speaks in front of us to Rachel in Language X. I only caught bits and pieces, but I can tell it was shaming. Turns out it was...
Mother: ~"How could you do that to a friend?" Blah blah blah excuses.
I laughed and told her fuck them. Don't worry about it.
My Case: Reduced fine on the condition I don't get another conviction, no jail time because I got lucky for reasons not relevant.
We exit the room and start walking towards the parking garage. I make sure nothing can fuck this up. I've gotten too far to fail. We get there. She offers to pay and even gives me her debit card pin. I spray the car with febreeze and a hint of cologne before she got in. She liked it, didn't care about the mess. She stays in the car. I tell her I'm taking the keys just in case she's a car thief. Parking paid. Drive off to her house playing Language X music. I take videos of us driving singing and laughing for my IG story. Letting the other girls know Dr. Warlock still got it. She admits to having a baby. I just say 'oh'. Cute, older than 24. Someone already impregnated her? Shocker.
We arrive near her apartment and start walking. As an excuse to go inside, I say I'd like to see the baby. She says it's at her aunt's house nearby.
Me: "Oh I thought it was at your house. Let's walk to yours first, maybe we'll do that later"
We arrive at the building entrance.
Me: "Can I use your bathroom?"
Rachel: "Sure, that's fine"
We go inside. There's a rocking baby chair near the door. Turns out I do have some urine to drain.
She walks towards her room and starts fumbling around, I take a peek.
Rachel: "No no no. You can't look. It's messy! hehe.
She grabs my arm and asks if I want something to drink. I say yes.
We go in and she starts cooking something while listening to some music on her phone. She begins swaying her hips and getting into the music. Signal received, sweety. I begin some slight dancing, slowly getting closer to her. I grab her hand and slowly pull her to me grabbing her hips. I can feel those big tits on me. She turns herself around and starts grinding on me. I put my face in the crook of her neck and kiss her cheek. She puts my hands on her tits and starts kissing me. Insert make-out sesh and me grabbing some ass. No resistance at all. I pick her up and place her on the kitchen counter, telling her we should do it right here in the kitchen.
Rachel: "You're so baaaad. Teehee. Not here, people can see!"
We break away and smile at each other. I get into a more casual mood and say hey, let's check out your room.
Her: "Why? What are we going to do there?"
I ignore her and start walking out the kitchen. She follows me. I go in and it's small and indeed messy. There's a baby crib at the foot of her bed. I don't give a shit. Not my kid , not my problem, not my house, I'm getting some booty.
She walks in all embarrassed. I tell her I don't care, then pick her up and throw her onto the bed, me on top of her.
Rachel: "Omg, I just met you and we're already doing this!"
Me: "Shhhhh", and start kissing her. She's very enthusiastic.
I start rubbing her vagina above the pants, no resistance and I can feel she's wet. So I go in under the pants, no resistance and start fingering her. At one point, she, on her own volition, starts removing her yoga pants. I can smell her pussy, that smell when it's really wet and ready to go. We get to business. I felt like a Chad, rubbing it in all the faces on the blue pill sub and every guy that says my tactics are wrong and doesn't work. Just met this girl 1.5 hours ago in court, looking like trouble, and already fucking. She turned for doggy, I go to town. There's a big mirror in front of the bed. I stare at myself thrusting. I think of the American Psycho scene. Oh, yeah.
I tell her to suck my dick. She happily obliges. She was sucking like a porn star, purposely gagging on it.
She said, "Tell me how to please you. I want to see you cum". Man, I'm liking this girl already.
Anyways... business done and we're just lying down. She's tired. Apparently, she texted one of her friends that she met some guy at court and sent a pic. Now her friend is like "omg I can't believe you let a strange guy into your house. You're so bad". At this point I was on full alert. In an attempt to prevent any ASD bullshit, I told her to tell her I only came into the use the bathroom and left in a light-hearted way. She agreed. Whew.
Edit: She told me this was crazy. We're in a court room. Its not appropriate to try. She thought I was cute but didn't think I would walk over and talk to her. She liked the fact that I didn't care. All in cute broken English.
She wants to get dressed and go back into the kitchen.
Me: "No clothes allowed. I wanna see your body some more"
Rachel: "So you're my boss? , teehee (English)
Me: "Yes, I'm your boss" (Language X)
Before she gets off the bed, I spank her ass.
She tidies up in the bathroom naked, but her kitchen windows have no covers so she puts some clothes on. I don't bother. We walk to the kitchen and I'm naked.
Rachel: "Omg my neighbors and probably see you"
Me: "I don't care, let them watch"
I have a good physique. No shame whatsoever.
We chat for a bit. I get dressed. Tell her I'll text her later. Leave.
Parts 2+ coming soon to forum near you.
Learn a another language of a people whose women you find attractive. Foreign women > American Woman, even of the same color. School only gives you basics, is slow, and not much else. For proficiency, have a translator app on your phone, and you need to work around people that speak it or go to school/work abroad. Don't lie to yourself, you learned it to get pussy.
My 'What are you doing here? Are you a criminal?' line was an intentional opener. It's accusatory in a fun way and gets her justify herself immediately. Has worked many times while a strange girl walked by me on the street, just not this time.
Be aware of context. You liking her and her interested in you is not enough. Always be aware of the social situation. A girl can be totally into you, but then she senses her image is at stake then withdraws completely or even throws you under the bus.
The best opportunities often occur when you're not looking for them. They happen so fast and often not at the best convenience. Act fast or the window will close. Rejection is better than regret.
Criminal activity is never a negative for getting pussy. Neutral and often positive. Get arrested in front of a girl, committing crimes with her/in front of her, whatever, she likes it but often doesn't know it yet. Criminals often get the easiest and best pussy. That includes the 'sweet innocent' ones. Yo momma, yo daughter, yo sister, and yo wife. Not advocating crime, just telling you how it is.
You HAVE to be able to recognize indirect signs of interest and receptiveness to escalation. They are almost always INDIRECT. This girl asked me to help her read her summons sheet, that requires you to scoot closer. Don't mention it, just act. 'Just get it'.
When she's nervous and uneasy or scared, you have to keep your cool. "To be like a rock that the waves keep crashing over. It stands unmoved and the raging of the sea falls still around it" – Marcus Aurelius. Let her flail around like a flag on a pole during a windy day, then return to rest. She'll thank you for it, I promise. Often in the form of pussy. You can hold her, shutup and just listen. Let her go through the emotional tide. That's all you need. That's what they consider, 'taking care of them'.
When relocating for the bang, make sure you have everything in order. Check your pockets. Don't let others distract you or her from your rendezvous. Don't rush.
Don't delve into the affairs of a woman's life in search for a solution, just let her vent and listen. She's talking to you to vent, she don't wanna be saved. Bite your tongue if you have to.
Women and clueless men think this mating ritual process 'just happens'. My ass. It's methodical. You have to think two steps ahead and make the next move. She won't do it for you. Get creative if you have to and be persistent.
Always ask about her logistics in the middle of your session, not towards the end when she gets drunk and things become out of your control and can't close. Driving a girl home is a perfect excuse to go into her place.
If she's hot, is over ~23-25, she has a kid, guarantee. Guys have been busting nuts inside her since she was in 9th grade, maybe earlier, like nature intended. One of those sperm was bound to find its place. Expect it.
Remember her dancing in the kitchen? This a female tactic. They put themselves in a position to receive male escalation attempts and see what happens. They don't think further than that much of the time. It's your job to identify this and make a move.