Sorry for the long FR, but it was a good, long night on Sunday.

After working in a bigger city I usually frequent, I decided to go out on a Sunday night. Usually it's not that good of a night in said city, but tonight seemed different.

I got downtown around 7 p.m. and walked around for a bit before striking a conversation up with two guys walking around trying to find a sports bar to find the game. Talked to them for a bit and decided to join them in the bar for the game.

We watched it in a place called 'Bikinis,' where the servers and bartenders are dressed in bikini tops and shorts. You'd assume better women, but they were cute enough.

We kicked it there and they talked about countless waitresses about how hot they were, but I decided to actually talk to those women, just for fun. Not great results, since it was a glorified bar, but it went all right.

Bounced from there to another bar, took some more shots, then went down to a place called 'Kung Fu,' which was a crowded place for a Sunday night. It has video games and board games there for free on Sundays, which was pretty cool.

We walked in and my usual social anxiety or whatever went away. I felt like I owned the place.

Kicked it with a few random girls, then a MILF decided to strike up a conversation with me. Decided to play Skee Ball with her and it was going really well. Long story short, it got to the end of the night and all of her bartender friends forced me out, even though she inquired about going home with me. She was driving two of the bartenders home, so I didn't want to be that guy.

My proudest moment was talking to this 22-year-old law student (evidently). She was an HB9 or so, one of the cutest girls I've ever seen in a bar.

Walked up to her, struck up a small conversation and automatically her b!tch shield was up. I broke it down, though. She thought she could hit me with her lawyer tactics, but she couldn't. As soon as her last sh!t test failed, it was amazing to see her true smile go across her face and her just lower her defenses.

Gave her my phone to put her number in, she said she didn't do relationships and I told her, I wasn't looking for one, just wanted to treat her like a feedbag. I felt as if I had nothing to lose and she laughed, took my phone, but a guy spilled a drink on her friend and yeah, it went downhill quick.

Looking back on it, I should have controlled more of the frame with the MILF and took her home or ripped it out in my car up the street, but something just didn't feel right. Maybe it was how she talked about her kids. Just a turn off.

Oh well, it was a good night and I feel like I'm going somewhere.

I'm glad you had fun

a lot of Fr's don't emphasize that. Question about the lawyer what did you say? how did you open her? what kind of shyt test was she throwing at ya?

I went out last weekend and my buddy hit on this gorgeous black women who happened to be in law school, he got blown out asking for the #. It seems if you a approach a women of the higher echelon and your value hasn't been established your game needs to be damn near flawless

Ya, I'm pretty curious as to the lawyers **** tests as well.

I opened the lawyer with something about the NBA Finals going on, because her friend was talking to this other guy about how much she hates the Mavericks. Asked the soon-to-be lawyer if she was a fan of the Spurs and she said yes.

From there, I talked about how with what I do, I have been behind the scenes with the Spurs and such before, and pretty much explained how most of them are awful guys, but she countered with even though they might cheat on their wives or girlfriends, they give to orphans. As soon as she said that, she gave me a smug look as if I couldn't rebound from the orphan comment. Simply told her, what if your boyfriend fvcked 10 girls in one day behind your back, but donated to an orphanage. Would you forgive him? She just looked at me and I knew I got her with that one.

She proceeded to tell me that that is her first instinct as a lawyer, to hit someone in the heart with something to knock down their defenses, but I was having none of it.

Conversation went on and she began to talk over me a little bit and I simply told her, 'Listen up. A man is talking now, you need to be quiet.' She just looked at me, as if to be saying, 'Did he really just say that out loud?' agreeing about how a woman is below a man, but continued trying to hit me with some random sh!t, smiling a little bit more than before.

Near the end of the conversation, she said, 'You know what? I like you. No one has challenged me like this before.'

Success.