FIELD REPORT
Went on a date with a girl who flaked on me once...I was late for the second date, and finally, with some charming and smooth shit got her to go on the third date. She is def a cutie. I have a three strike rule, and I tolerate nothing more after that. I know most people in the community have less tolerance but I like to tolerate uncertainty.
THE DATE
With our history and how we have flaked on each other...I was a bit worried about this date happening. I know I would have been okay, and would have spent the night reading up on material or watching my favorite shows. I did try to make up some back up plans with my one fuck buddy but she is on her period and she isn't really comfortable fucking on it. I rang up a buddy of mine but he didn't get back to me in time...as 10 approached I was getting a little testy. So i sent her a text saying "you take foreverrrrr"
Finally she relieved a little of my anxiety and texted back "I cant find anywhere to park". So i called her and directed her to take my parking spot and we will take my car. Mind you I did not tell her where we were going until we got in the car. Earlier she suggested a movie, but honestly I don't have the funds for that and especially to pay for something where I can't kino and find out about her isn't in my favor. I played it off and told her that we will figure it out when she gets here. I lead the whole thing.
She parked her car and got into mine. She looked beautiful. I told her she looked beautiful. She said thank you. We started to chat a bit until we got into the bar. Mind you, I played music and tried to keep the conversation alive to avoid stalling. I did it like a pro. I personally believe that we have that gut feeling that something should be done and that we shoudn't wait until the moment passes. I think this is the anxiety we feel when we approach someone knew. I act on that gut feeling and move things forward.
I found parking and told her we were going to a certain bar. She said "oh I don't like this bar because xixi"
I didn't budge, I told her that we can go to her favorite spot but we will be going to this bar because I like it. I was not going to appease her or agree with her if I felt differently. We ended up going to my bar. I bought the drinks (better than paying for a damn movie) and led her to a table.
She

took the chair next to mine and sat it across from it...I think that was the socialization talking...or maybe she didn't feel comfortable with me just yet. So, I went to work. I did cold reading, she did the horoscope thing, I made sure to touch her hands a simple (lets compare skin colors!)always work for that. I counted the freckles on her arms while holding them...real simple shit. I tested her, found out what made her tick, found out what she wanted to do as a dream, and overall just made her the center of my world.
She naturally asked me questions to which I made sure not to answer directly because when the keg is done the party is over!
Before you keep reading, I didn't fuck her. I couldn't logistically, my ex and her parents were over since she is moving out this weekend. I didn't want to be blatantly disrespectful to her parents since they were real nice to us and helped us out a lot during our time together (financially).
Back to the date. So we are enjoying our conversation and I lead her to the back of the bar for another drink. I displayed confidence and dominance by asking the people at the bar if they were ordering drinks/are they done with taking shots etc, so I can get me and this girl a damn drink ! I told the girl she was buying the next date. I let her know that. In the meantime these people aren't moving, I am like fuck, what do i do, and i look at the end of the bar and see some poor sap and finally he moves outta the way. I get in there and motion for my girl to follow.
Our table is taken by this time so I just lead her to another spot. We have more conversation and this time I move in closer into her personal bubble. She takes a step back, so I understand that I have to do more comfort and chill where I am, 5 more minutes of conversation goes by, I ask her about her hair and she goes on to qualify that she is growing out yadda yadda, to which I say "it looks beautiful, I am sure you look just as good either way" and touch her hair. I TELL HER I LIKE GIRLS WITH CURLY HAIR AND SHE SHOULD WEAR IT NEXT TIME, to which she says okay
It is okay to have standards guys, and it is okay to be vocal about things. Speak your mind. It is getting late and I know I can't fuck her AND she stated that she wanted to call it a early night because of work in the morning. Win win . I forgot to mention on the walk towards the bar and back, I made sure to be in the way of drunks, put myself in harms way of oncoming cars (we crossed many times when the light was green, by accident) and led her while crossing the street.
As we drove back to my house, I had this gut feeling, she was talking but I knew I had to move this shit forward. I held out my hand and didn't say anything, she was like "what", I waited, and finally she held my hand, and was like "aww i didn't think you were the romantic type".

I love it. Bad boy for days. Once we got to my house, I took it further, and was like alright gimme a hug goodbye, i went in for the kiss. She kissed me once, and in my head, I was like, another one! And got a longer this time! She made the comment that I had big lips...and I replied "I know"
Gonna like this new mindset I have...