Preamble

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I grew up in a Latin Family and thus red pilled since I could remember. My father was a bigot against anyone who did not speak two languages or served in the military; some of his rhetoric fell on deaf ears as they seemed to conflict with what the rest of the world (blue pill) was doing. After trying his methods, blue pill methods and a mix of both, his methods were more successful both in the long run and short game. So for the past two decades I have not looked back.

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Background

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I travel a few times a year and purposely overlap a business trip with an event the week before or after. At the time I had dating apps on my phone. There are various posts here on pros and cons of having a dating app. Personally I find it works best if you travel and turn your profile on to the zip code you are going to a few days before you go to your destination. It seems as though one pops up as a new potential match more often when you are "new to the area".

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What happened

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A Female matched with me overnight the day I arrived, when I awoke I had a message. Normally I would wait at least 12 hours before replying. However, I was on vacation visiting this city and wouldl be leaving in a few days, I replied once I looked over her profile. Very attractive by my standards, I prefer an hourglass figure. Think Sofia Vergara with more ass.

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I told her to meet for drinks and play it by ear as I had made plans to meet up with friends of mine in this city in the early evening. She is, in my opinion, a HB 8.5 physically she is nearly my ideal with more ass than anyone should ever need. Which I noticed when she took her seat at the bar.

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Idle chit chat about what we do, all while I am maintaining eye contact. Happy Hour customers started pouring in and I did what I usually do to establish that I am in charge. Sometimes they seem confused by what I tell them, a few times they immediately do as told, and fewer still want to shit test.

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“Stand up for a second” I told her. She flinched and looked at me. “Stand?” she asked. I nodded, She did so giving me a puzzled look and then looking down her shirt and then shoulders (I guess to see if there was something on her). I grabbed her hand, which got her attention and looked at me. She raised her brows and she was about eye level with me sitting on the stool. I pulled her closer to me and went for a kiss. She realized what I was doing about a hand’s width from kissing, froze and said “we just met," (about 15 minutes ago) "not yet”.

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“If you make me wait too long, I won’t fuck you” she blinked her eyes and shook her head confused, “did you…” still holding her hand I grabbed her drink and led her to the patio. We continued to talk, then I got a text from my friends that they are nearby.

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I told my friends and my date that I would be leaving once I finished my second drink, tonic with lime and a splash of sprite (which was about two sips away). She asked when she could see me again, and I told her “maybe I’ll run into you at the festival”.

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When I went out to see my friends and head to the festival, my date was greeting her female friend (I later found out) was waiting nearby as her ‘emergency out’. Due to our proximity we ended up introducing ourselves to our friends. One of mine blurted “Dude! where do you keep finding them this hot?” I shrugged and said “It’s sucks to be me”. He kept ogling her and asked “you’re gonna let that go?!” I shrugged.

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I turned to her and told her “I hope I see you soon” While hugging her I dropped one hand and grabbed a handful of that amazing ass and said “I had to” she feigned shock and might’ve swatted my hand if my arms weren’t wrapped around her. I went with my friends and walked past the different stands with odd cuisine combinations such as, asian corn in a cup, sushi burritos, fajita egg rolls, and of course staples like roasted corn and funnel cake. I kept walking around to see if there was anything that piqued my interest. I noticed a crowd was gathered around what turned out to be a local TV reporter doing a line dance with a dance company. When I got around the crowd I felt someone pinch my butt I turned around to see my date smiling at me and walking away with her friend in tow.

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While walking I found a group of females laughing and I asked what was so funny. It was one of those things that you had to be there to get it and it wouldn't hurt if you were as drunk as most of them were. The youngest was about a HB7 tall and slender early 20s light brown hair. At a glance you would think she was a school teacher, just a vibe I got. Talked with her and engaged her friends, "the Teacher" was at this festival for the first time. Originally from the mid-west. She missed the festival the year prior due to moving in and only hearing about it after the fact. The others in the group were locals, presumably coworkers. One was a Bull dyke and I commented to her loud enough for the group to hear "are you getting this one (the teacher) drunk so you can use your strap on, on her?" the Bull dyke got red in the face the others laughed and the teacher only heard "strap on" over the din of the crowd. So she asked "What about a strap on?" to which the group laughed again. I gave the teacher my card and went my own way.

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When I checked my phone I noticed that my date had texted me that she wanted funnel cake while I was in line to get, you guessed it, funnel cake. I replied “you can cut in line, if you stand in front of me and buy my funnel cake” of course, the line I was in wasn’t the only funnel cake stand and the unnoticed replies I got were “did you already get yours”, “I don’t see you”, “will you share yours with me?”. Being a festival I could not hear notifications nor feel my phone vibrate. The next time I checked my phone I told her by what section of the festival I was at.

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A few minutes later she slid in front of me with a smile when I was about 4th from the front of the line. With the music playing I took advantage and put my hands on her hips and gyrated with the music and grinded against her ass. I ordered a funnel cake and a water, she ordered hers and paid. Once we got our food I put my hand on her neck to lead her and weaved our way to get a spot to eat and not have our food and drinks knocked from our hands.

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While eating I noticed her friend was quiet and I asked what’s up? short version, the guy my date's friend has been hooking up with doesn’t acknowledge her when out with mutual friends. No PDA, other than a hug hello and goodbye. I tell her, she’s never gonna get more than that. Either be content with being a booty call, or give up hope because it’ll never turn into a relationship. Both look at me as though I had dildos for fingers. To break the silence I tell her “I used to be a huge man-whore, and when I did what your booty call does, was because I didn’t want any of the mutual friends we had to know I was fucking anyone. This way I could make moves on the one I have my eye on”. After a minute or two

Date's Friend “So you think he ignores me because he wants to sleep with a girl in our group (of friends)”.

TDDR “yeah, when I was his age (young and dumb) that would’ve been my approach”

DF “So what would you do now if you wanted to sleep with someone else in the group?”

TDDR “Now? I’d be honest, and possibly angle for a threesome”

DF “you think you could pull that off?”

TDDR “It wouldn't be my first” and walk off to join my friends.

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My friends and I continue to check out the rest of the festival. At one point I smell marijuana (this city is in a non legal state). Feigning shock I comment to a female near me, "is someone smoking that devils lettuce?" she laughs and says something about how she wished we were in Colorado. "got any on you?" I asked, "Noooo, I wish I did. Do you have any?". "Nice try Mrs. DEA Agent". She laughs and says she's not married nor a DEA agent. "I wouldn't care if you are married" her eye grow wide "oh? really?" "Yeah I'm just in town for one more night" (I was in town for another week, but she doesn't need to know that) I give her my card and tell her it's a limited time coupon, she giggled and put the card in her bra.

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My friends and I kept losing track of each other but we stayed until long after the festival is over and the police are ushering us out. My date’s friend had parked near my vehicle so by the time I got to my car my date made a joke I didn’t hear to which they both were giggling about. I ignored it walked up to her and told her I enjoyed meeting her, grabbed her ass (the cheek I hadn’t grabbed yet) and gave her a kiss. This time she didn’t resist. We had loose plans to meet again before I left town, so I wasn’t expecting to see her again, but if I did, there is a very good chance that I would f close.

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I got back to my hotel showered changed and got ready for bed. I go through my phone and start to go through my dating app inbox when my phone rings. “hey, it’s me <tonight’s date> I was wondering if you wanted to come over" (suburb about 45 mins the opposite direction from my hotel and the festival) I tell her that I just got into bed, "I’m horny and I want to fuck you”. Here I thought it would be a couple of days, not a couple of hours.

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So of course I went over, we went for two rounds before we fell asleep and another round before I left in the am.

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This happened a few months ago, but not enough Karma.

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Post Festival

Teacher messaged me the next day with a hangover asking "how'd I get your card" we had made plans to meet up but I got caught up with friends and the festival. We have definite plans for the next time I get into town.

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Mrs. DEA messaged me that night, but I was busy. When i replied the next morning, she said something to the effect of "waiting on the 12 hour rule huh?" and I replied "No, I was hip deep with a girl I met yesterday" she did not reply for a few hours, then wanted to know more. I told her my job "extended my stay" and we met the last day I was in town, about an hour before I had to be at the airport. Might have been able to f close (in her car) if it were dark when we met, but it was nearly noon. Also have plans to see her next time I am in town.

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Date, she flew out to visit me for a weekend, had some fun then wanted to be Mrs. TdDF ASAP, "never met any one like me" blah blah. About 6 weeks later she started dating someone and made her IG account private. I asked about it and she hesitated to tell me that she started seeing someone, but I should let her know next time I am in town "just to catch up".

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TL;DR

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had a date with a dating app match left her alone to go with friends at a festival, ran into her a few times, met a few potential plates, f closed my date a few hours after the festival was over.

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