Nobody wants to be that creepy guy at the bar without friends. Not me, that’s for sure. So whenever I went solo I would meet everyone I could, talking to those around me. I still do it when I’m on a business trip, so I am going to be doing it more and more now. What can I say when your wingman would rather sit at home and make excuses about having to watch reruns of House instead of meeting women. Its a sad state of affairs.

We had plans to eat some Mexican food to keep in touch with our hot Latino flair for the evening. We went to Los Reyes on Stage and Covington Pike. When we arrived the hostess was very cute. Great body but she needs to eat some hot dogs before going to bed so she can gain some weight in her ass. It was nice and there was no way I would have kicked her out of bed, but she needed some meat back there for the pushing.

With most hired-guns I usually do direct openers and plow with cocky funny throughout the night. It works well for me. I said to her that she was very cute. I am certain that nobody has said this to her before as she lit up with a big smile and said thank you. She said she got her looks from her mom, who obviously (Damned 20/20 hindsight) was standing right next to me when I said this to her daughter.

She raised an intelligent daughter, who probably saved my life from the wrath of mom. Of course she gets her looks from mom, who BTW was no slouch for a Mexican lady. They usually plump up, bet she had a nice figure. I bet you if dad was standing there she would have told me to run for my life. I don’t believe there would have been appeasing dad and he would have surely killed me and fed me to the donkeys.

I asked my Mexican Beauty her name, which now eludes me completely, and I sensed she was younger for some reason. She told me she was 17. Blasted laws. If she was only 18 I could have had her more ways than you can have a taco. Massentropy suggested I put her in the friend zone and encase her in glass so that I would have some fresh Mexican pussy when she turned 18. She was spicy, but like I said she had a skinny ass and that took her down an entire degree of hotness, not to mention the fact she was 17.

I eat there often for lunch as the portions are unbelievable and prices are wonderful so there will be other opportunities. I’ll find out when her 18th birthday is so that I can properly corrupt her.

We then went off to meet up with catalyst and headed to the Salsa club. I learned a little as typical of us to be late. There weren’t really a lot of sets there, at least nothing special. It was funny because during the lesson the instructors told us to pair off with a lady. I noticed the one who I thought had the hottest body and walked right up to her and held out my hand for her to take it. She looked at me and said “NO!” I don’t believe she was being cruel or bitchy, she just had a boyfriend, who she spent most of the evening with. In my AFC days I never would have approached her anyway for fear of rejection and then when she did reject me it just didn’t matter. After all she wasn’t rejecting me, she didn’t even know me. It was just that she was attracted to me and that scared her.

As the night progressed she was sitting at the table next to the dance floor and yet kept turning to “glance” at me. We made eye contact on several occasions and she walked by brushing up next to me on several occasions. I’m sure she was confused why she was hot for me, but had her man there with her. She probably couldn’t help herself because an AFC would have made sure not to look at her after her crushing “NO,” but I made sure I had strong eye contact.

The most humorous event of the night was when I was talking to catalyst when a cute blond slipped in behind me and stood at the bar. I wasn’t even aware she was there. I’m talking about the girl who rejected me to catalyst when all of a sudden he opens me with the “5 oceans.”

Strange, I’m not attracted to catalyst, I wonder when he became attracted to me. I was a bit uncomfortable with him trying to seduce me, but then I realized he was talking to the blond who slinked in behind me. Whew, for a minute there I was concerned I’d have to hit him with a beer bottle to knock his senses back into him.

After about a couple of hours there we all decide we’d rather be opening sets than Salsa dancing. IMHO it’s a great place for a day 2, but I don’t see it as a PU venue. I thought it was weak for sets and wasn’t going to offer many opportunities. I made friends with a guy who knew everybody and danced with all the ladies (social proof) and he said it got crowded around 1 am.

We took the trolley back to Beale and the trolley driver wanted to fight us. He told me he was going to take my head off and I AMOGed his ass right back. I believe he was trying to pick-up on the only passenger, a woman, when we got on. He wasn’t going to be the tough guy at my expense and I so let him know that.

It was then off to BuckyStars to get some water for me. I opened Mother/Father SOLID HB9 daughter who were here from France. I sarged and flirted with mom and she was really into it. I built solid DHV with stories of my time in Paris, Europe and Martinique (a Caribbean French controlled resort). Mom and dad were into JunkyFungus, and daughter was making strong eye contact.

My philosophy is if you can get the value built with mom and dad they would be OK with sarging of daughter. I had mom and dad laughing and sharing stories all the while I was ignoring daughter. I could tell she was feeling inadequate in the group. She was probably used to being the center of attention, but who was this great looking man ignoring her? She was in the mist of a Junkyfungus sarge and she was week in the knees.

All of a sudden I watch as catalyst comes from standing by my side walk around the mother and go over to the daughter and try to open her, in the middle of my set! OMG, what the hell does he think he’s doing? She apparently didn’t like the attention either cause she shrugged of his statement of she looks bored and moved to dad and crawled under his arm. She actually saved the set and showed better wingmanship than my wing. (Side-note: I talked to catalyst about this after the set and told him he can never just try and steal my target because she looked bored or for any other reason. That doesn’t fly, but like I said that was cleared up, but this is a field report).

Just so anyone who reads this understands the whole idea of a perfect sarge is make your target qualify herself to you. It builds massive attraction when the center of all the attention is ignored. My set was back on track. I shifted into now paying some attention to the target and she moved back away from dad and took two steps into my space. She was smiling and giving some serious body language IOI’s.

Here’s the freaking kicker! Mom was obviously a PUA herself and knew exactly what was happening, cause she made it a point to ask me if I knew how old her daughter was. I negged her by saying 12. She was freaking 17 too! What the hell kind of conspiracy was this?

We chatted some more and I knew it was over right there. I may be a dirty dog and if I was in Europe I would have f*closed the daughter, but being that we were in the states and that leads to jail I politely ejected.

My GOD, if only you could have seen how hot this chick was!

It was then off to Hard Rock where one of the servers practically cursed me out for asking her why she was wearing so much mascara. I was non-reactive, but just as stern in my IOD right back at her, which promptly got a high-five from Frohawk, the bartender. The server walked off shouting something in anger.