We all know girls are attracted to money...or are they? Well the answer is obviously and unfortunately yes. The polygamous lifestyle of serial relationships we have chosen is expensive to say the least. In this economy making ends meet is already as hard as it is and each girl is that much more. This is thread is dedicated to playing the field on a budget.

For me, between college tuition and living expenses there isn't a lot over for recreation, so here are some rules I live by to make every dollar count and let me play that much more.

1. Only play what you can afford. In Islam men are allowed to take multiple wives only if they can support them. If this means only one girl at a time then so be it. Yes you're a player working a dozen girls, but if you have a part time job even if they're in high school, what's the point if you can't afford the texting plan to go with it. There is the life we want and the life we have and in this life it is easy to let what we want destroy what we have. Its better to have one 15 year old high school girl than drown trying to stay afloat. Remember you'll never be rich if you let your lifestyle keep you poor.

2. There is always another girl. This isn't a bidding war for her it is a bidding war for you. If she is eating you out of house and home she isn't worth it. Don't let that 15 year old high school girl in the previous example treat you like her sugar daddy. Instead of shopping at AF while carousing the mall buy her an ice cream cone. She is there for you. There is nothing one girl won't do that another will for less money.

3. Manage Expectations. Wealth is all relative. What might be lavish to one girl might be inadequate to another. You can help yourself out by targeting populations with lower expectations. Again to a 15 year old high school girl mere access to a car appears to be rich. Inviting her to even the shittiest apartment as long as its your own will give you the air of royalty. Also she doesn't need to be taken to a fancy $100 restaurant. She'd take off her pants on your free craigslist couch, watching a red box movie, and her favorite junk food in your cupboard that her parents won't buy. You and I know natty ice is piss beer by the penny but she doesn't. To her its just alcohol. High expectations beget high expectations.

Field Report to Follow,

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I really don't think anyone should be inviting 15 yo school girls to apartments. That is a what the Pedo bear does and he's not a nice bear.

Yeah kind odd....

Irregardless the rules can be applied to any situation.

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I like to hunt in non typical venues. For starters places like bars or clubs have covers and obligate you to buy over priced alcohol. Not good for a player on a budget.

The local community college is a graduated version of the example I mentioned earlier. People who attend community college usually are trying to save money because they don't have any, are even more unsure about their lives and the world than your average teenager and lets be honest dumb. The only difference often times between a community college student and a high school student is the age of consent. The best part is that because so many people cycle in and out you don't even have to be a student. Always saving you a buck.

Last week I referenced a free class schedule and marked down the times and locations of general education class. The kind that are introductory, have mass appeal, they transfer easily and are full. Psychology for non majors is classic but there are others. With the budget cuts there are long wait lists and the students who don't make it are new students, normally just out of high school and again hit all the vulnerabilities I am looking for, who don't have enough credits. Perfect.

I wait outside, talk about how I just started and am trying to take some extra classes, eyeing the ones I know who are wait listed. This one girl, a solid 8, bought it hook line and sinker because "OMG me too! I can't get into any of my classes because I'm new". We crowd the classroom, double the occupancy, waiting to hear who could stay. A little chit chat about the usual as we stand in the back of the classroom as everything is explained. She doesn't make the cut and I don't either but I never signed up. We walk outside complain a little more about our shared experience.

Then I drop how I have my own place and car because she has been fighting with her parents about not being the gifted child they thought she was and how all of her high school friends moved away and are at a real school and that life isn't working out or whatever. Exchange numbers, facebook, and hit it for as long as she's confused about life. Repeat the next day IN A DIFFERENT CLASS and hopefully they don't all know each other.

Everyone has a different reason to be at a bar but there is only like one reason for what I just described. Its the same cheap shared experience every time. They're just too stressed out, stupid and concerned about themselves to know any better. Community colleges are everywhere, if you missed this season don't worry, you can always do this at the beginning of the next semester when they are sure to have failed something and life still isn't going their way.

Easy, free and low maintenance while they attend their bullshit classes they don't even like.

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oh god tell me you're not fucking 15 year olds

Fine I won't tell you that I'M FUCKING 15 YEAR OLDS. Calm down it was just an example of exploiting life circumstances and saving a buck. The legal version is at community college. They even adapted it into an NBC sitcom. It's called Community.

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I know there is another McDonald's wench story going around. But mine is less spontaneous and more deliberate as a proof of concept.

The target is your typical McJob whore. Now for clarification a McJob is any job that both has low pay and low prestige. Even working at starbucks although low pay still carries the trendy factor of being a barista. Working a McJob though like any sex worker (from bar wench to prostitute and everything in between), you only take the McJob because you have no other useful skills to get a better job. However unlike sex workers of various degrees they aren't treated like hired guns and aren't hit on constantly. Plus you don't have to neg them, just bring them slightly up, because their self esteem is already low. Perfect.

There are 3 types of people who work a McJob.

1. People who can't speak english - mexicans and blacks mostly.

2. People who think they will only be there for a year. Newbies.

3. People who think why they have been there for more than a year. Lifers.

Except for the minority category you find people that don't know where they are going with their lives. Their lack of success and failed dreams or no dreams means an easy cheap score for you. The newbies are the same people I have mentioned in my last field reports but instead of going to community college they got the only job they could find. Just out of high school, still stupid, low expectations across the board. The lifers are similar but with the confirmation that they are failing at life with no hope for escape.

Be that hope for escape. So I walk into this McDonalds, dressed like an indie but not queer musician with a cheap blazer and trendy jeans, and eye this shift lead (lifer) who in another life not at McDonalds would have been a solid 9 but really is a 7 because of her plain appearance and depressed smile. I order from the McCafe menu to increase my apparent wealth and separate me from everyone she serves fries. A little natural game, appearing to be a decent person, I offer her salvation at least for a couple hours from her life by asking her out. Number close.

The date is easy and cheap, much like our mark, at a relaxing club with live jazz. No need to wine her and dine her. Less than $20 later, including the iced coffee I ordered from her earlier, and kiss close. Next date she pays since she isn't completely impoverished and needs to prove to herself that she is an equal to me and look who is begging for the chode. Fuck close.

How long will it last? For as long as she thinks that I'm improving her life which since she works at a McDonalds isn't hard. The mere fact that she wants to look nicer and not smell like french fries for me makes her think I am improving her life.

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A followup to the community college game. The target is a hot recent high school grad, confused and failing at life, at the local community college that I don't go to (I go to the real University across town). I ran this earlier on a HB8 and fuck close when she was wait listed and didn't get into intro to psychology. I tried this two more times on different days in intro to sociology and intro to film studies. The definition of chick crack in academia without having the words children or education.

Sociology

A crowd gathers in the hall waiting for the class before us to get out. The line starts earlier as some professors add wait list students based on first come first serve or lottery. No one knows for sure. Being slightly later into the first week everyone is anxious about just getting enough classes to be a full time student let alone what they want.

I eyeball a HB9 and I introduce myself. My cover story, as I slowly reveal is a 22 year old (my actual age but also old enough to buy alcohol legally, have some "life experience" compared to a high school grad, but young enough to be in the same life stage) in his second year who took some time off from school to move out, make some money and play with my band. We chat and I mention that I am taking the class because I like to observe and study people and groups. "OMG me too!" Yes that's why I said it.

The professor arrives, we walk in, and he explains he add wait list students via lottery. He takes attendance and there are 3 spots left, we all take a number and proceed to write it down and place it in a jar that is being passed around. I brought an add/drop card to play along and we chat whilst this game plays itself out. Much to my disappointment, our HB9 is 1 of the 3 and her dreams are not crushed, and I again play along. This is where we must part ways but before I leave number close.

Not being a part of the class and her thinking life might be alright makes things more difficult but we exchanged numbers. Later we go to a coffee shop and working off of what I already know about her and her type we watch the people around us. She eats it up. Afterward we make out, kiss close, but even at a community college sharing or not sharing classes makes a big difference and not much more will come out of this.

Next Film Studies.

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Film Studies

So you like to watch movies? My last fake class add. I spot a HB8 who like before I explain that I am trying to add the class and what do you know she is too. Remember if they are young and look anxious and its an intro class on a popular subject chances are they are wait listed. By this time it is really late the week and everyone is desperate to get something. I could tell you what we talked about but she was extra stupid and I probably could have said anything.

We walk in, sit down near the back and the professor takes roll. A lot of people are missing probably because its the end of the week and this was a back up class. By this time we have good light hearted chemistry and playing off the desperation in the air, half way through the alphabet I call out here for an absent name that isn't the one I introduced myself with. She looks at me and I she laughs. I dare her to do it and the next female name missing she does the same. We again laugh at our inside joke which also prevents her from adding the class. Stupid bitch.

There are enough people missing that everyone is added except of course out dumb HB8. I guess she can always add the next day under her real name since its doubtful the professor will remember her. Irregardless its not my problem. Being the dumb bitch that she is, after class we go to lunch, kiss and then fuck close back at my place. That didn't take long. I definitely wore a rubber for this one.

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Unexpected but school starts next week and my friends and I are having a last day of summer bbq. My neighborhood is mix of poor college students and illegal mexican day workers, all on the bluffs above the ocean. So slightly drunk we decide to crash this mexican party down the street for lols. We're white but there were a lot of people everyone was drinking and the music was loud. We bring some corona to smooth things over just in case.

It turns out to be one of those parties mexican girls have for turning 15. We end up making a game of it who first can close on one of the relatives. The one I pick is an aunt I think. Not very hot and kind of over weight but its just a game. I'm not sure where everyone else is right now but I just left the party having made out. No number no fuck close. Now I'm going to shower. That is all.

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I was multitasking in the shower and thought about the aunt I made out with at quinceanera my friends and I crashed. btw one of my boys fuck closed someone at the party - relation to family unknown. Back on topic it got me thinking about were to pull a milf.

I was browsing at the mall and stumbled upon the children's playground. I noticed mostly mothers watching their kids blow off some energy. I scouted the area, looking for young milfs just outside the play area, tired sitting down next to a stroller overflowing with several bags of stuff and of course missing rings. My thinking was outside because it would be a little pedo to browse the playground, and tired from at least one young kid (the stroller) and shopping all afternoon (also multiple bags to me says to me that she might be an impulse buyer) and the missing ring more than likely gives me some baggage to work off of.

The mall wasn't pack but it wasn't empty either. Probably back to school shopping. I came back a few times and of the dozen or so mothers I found one who fit the mark. Umm an 8, for a milf, young brunette, stroller, bags and all. I sat down on the wall near by not really sure how I was going to open. After some coy eye contact I "shyly" introduced myself. Sheep in wolf's clothing.

Some natural game I mention that I have 4 year old daughter who lives with her mother and I am trying to find the perfect gift for her first day of school. I show a picture on my phone of some random kid I found on google images (btw the internet is sick). She points out her daughter, age 3, and spills her life story. Knocked up, married young, immature father, separated but not divorced, trying to make ends meet, looking for new daddy, or so I assume.

A fake phone call and good acting on my part as a time constraint and I pull a number. I give an awkward pause before I get up, sit back down, and give her a quick kiss. No making out. Just enough. And then walk away. We'll see who is whose daddy.

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MILF DTF. F-Close. Looked something like this.

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Sorry for the delay things have been busy irl. Here's the update.

Its freshmen move in week here at my school and I'm working the dorms. I have an in with a couple of the RA's which gives me (and you) free and easy access to the dorms on campus. Not that it matters since everyone wants to meet new people.

In general the community college game won't work here. Sure this is a party school but you can't play off failure when you get into a top X of Y school. But again everyone is meeting new people, you can be whoever, and peacock the fuck out of the place, and lay the ground work to snag girls from their high school BF's who are back at home. Play off their failure.

Target number one is the infamous and still referred to as FT or Fuck Towers. It's a massive freshmen dorm known for partying and so forth even at this school. You need a key to get into the ground floor but almost everyone will let you in behind them or if you just knock.

I pretend to be a new freshmen, either from another adjacent dorm or on the top floor, and work near the bottom. And of course reverse once you get to the top so people don't come looking for you. The stairs guarantee no one will question why they have never seen me since everyone hates stairs and in any case I mention that I say I have a weird roommate so I don't have to invite people back.

Still being move in week, I blend into the crowd or I can trawl door to door just wanting to say hi and not seem like a creep. I generally only work a floor at a time so I don't over hunt. BTW shave the pedo facial hair if you're going to do this. You need to look like a freshman.

The class game doesn't work too well at my school compared to community college either. These kids already think they have made it and school is their second life to SCHOOL. Stay tuned for the cold open in a giant lecture hall.

Update on what else I have going on. The 1st community college chick is still with us, still going nowhere. The McDonald's wench is back to taking orders. And the MILF is gone, uh too much baby mama drama to keep those around for too long.

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I forgot to mention multiple number and facebook close but it being first week of college the number is not really meaningful.

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