Entertaining field report from Capogambino about his night almost stealing a sexhibitionist from her borefriend.
I’m at the local pub on a Friday, and a guy walks in with two girls dressed for the club scene. One girl is a bit chubby and totally forgettable. The other, his girlfriend, is a solid 9, full slut uniform, hair, makeup, tight stretch black dress barely covering her ass. At several times during the night, as she’s walking around the bar or dancing, her dress rides up, revealing a juicy crescent of ripe cheek for a few moments before she pulls it back down. All the guys in the bar are staring at her, waiting for the next wardrobe malfunction.
At one point, the group I’m with is sitting at the table next to theirs, and I overhear her say, “I can get any guy in this bar to buy me a drink.” Her boyfriend and the other chic are doubting her, so she calls over to our table, “I need a drink, who wants to get me one?” The guys at my table are staring at her, not sure how to react, the girls looking like they want to set her on fire and feed her ashes to dogs. I chime in first, “Depends. What are you drinking?”
“Ginger snap.”
“Aw, a foofy drink. We should do shots. I’m thinking tequila.”
She looks surprised, and mildly intrigued.
“No, I want a ginger snap.” She’s testing me.
We go back a forth a bit but she won’t come off the ginger snap, so I turn back to my table and start chatting.
I glance over and her friends are looking at her like “ha-ha told you so”, and she’s looking disappointed. She sees me looking over, so she tries again. “So you’re not gonna buy me a drink?”
I stand up, walk over, stand close to her looking down, take her by the hand, and say, “Let’s go to the bar and pick something out.”
Her eyes light up like she’s been hit by lighting. She gets up, takes me arm-in-arm, pulling me close so my arm is pressed against the side of her tit, and we start walking to the bar.
I’m thinking I don’t really want to get into a fight with her boyfriend and get kicked out of my favorite pub, so I pull away a little. She looks me in the eye with a mischievous twinkle, pulls me back in, and starts rubbing my arm against the side of her tit.
At this point I’m wondering whether this girl has any boundaries, and thinking mischievously myself about how to test them. We get to the bar and she still has my arm locked against her tit. As we’re waiting for the bartender, we banter back and forth about what drink I’m getting her, with me teasing her about her wimpy girly drinks. I pull my arm free and move it to her lower back and stroke it slowly. She turns to me, presses her tits into me and puts her hand on my chest. At this point I’m in the bubble and completely forgetting about the boyfriend. I imagine he must have been seething back at the table watching our little scene.
I think maybe my stroking gets her dress to misbehaving again, and she reaches down and starts pulling it back into place, commenting about how she keeps flashing everyone. I snicker and tell her she’s got a great ass, and that all the guys in the bar have been staring at it all night. I give a couple gentle tugs on the back of her dress and say, “Why don’t you give ‘em all a show?” She gives me a naughty girl look, and says, “Go for it.” I pull slowly on the back of her dress. I can feel it coming up, but I have no idea how much, because I’m eye locked with her, and she’s staring back with a look like she wants me to throw her across the bar and ravage. Then she giggles and says, “Not that far,” and starts pulling her dress back down. That’s when the forgotten boyfriend shows up.
He pushes us apart, turns to me and yells “WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING!”
Part of my brain is telling me to get ready for a fight and start thinking about how to calm him down, but I can’t help just laughing. Then the girl shouts, “Leave us alone!” She starts trying to claw her way past him to get back to me. He turns to her, pushes her back, and yells, “WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU!”
“Go away! He’s buying me a drink!” They’re in a little wrestling match as she’s still trying to wriggle around him and he’s holding her back.
I figure this is my chance to exit stage left before things get ugly, so I retreat to the bathroom. I take a piss, then I’m washing my hands as he storms in. “Dude, that was so uncool!” I back up, ready for a fight. I look at him for a moment and decide he’s not gonna fight over it. So I do a weak mea culpa, calm him down, and he leaves.
When I get back to the table a WK friend of mine hits me with “That was just so wrong, you shouldn’t have done that.”
So I say “She asked me to.” I tell the story of what we said at the bar, and we all have a good laugh about it. I can feel the stares of the two of them boring into me. When I glance over, I see them looking at me, him with daggers, her with tingles. They pay their bill and leave, so no chance to seal the deal.
Mate guarding when the whore is out of the barn is never a good look; it’s bound to push the girl even further away. The boyfriend in this tale of ho should dump her post haste because she’s gonna cheat on him soon if she isn’t already.
This girl is a particularly noxious genus of exhibitionist, the “let’s you and him fight” variety who uses the public display of her dripping sexuality as a red cape for any alpha males nearby who could conceivably challenge her boyfriend’s ownership of her and provide her with the ferocious tingles that only two men fighting for her glans can coax.
Similarly, her exhibitionism could have been motivated by relationship trouble (her bf ignoring her, for example) and she was keen to enlist Mr. Stranger Danger to ignite her boyfriend’s jealously so that he’d appreciate her again. Either way, the recruited interloper is playing with fire; he gets the bf’s fury or the slut’s retconned rejection.
Copagambino had some ZFG fun and played his hand well, but in the end an exhibitionist got the drama she needed and Copa narrowly avoided the drama he didn’t need.
[…] Exhibitionist’s End […]
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So I say “She asked me to.”
LOL! Great report. Truthiness all over.
She’s gonna replace that chump soon. One way or another.
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she gets her rocks off on making him jealous. toxic
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I think she’s feeling insecure now. Nothing happened with interloper, she didn’t even get a drink, and she has explaining to do to boyfriend without being able to jump to interloper.
Slut will get what she deserves.
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she gets her rocks off on making him jealous.
Obvious from the start.
his girlfriend, is a solid 9, full slut uniform, hair, makeup, tight stretch black dress barely covering her ass.
IOW, she’s a hotty and she knows it. She might even dump him for Capogambino.
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>> IOW, she’s a hotty and she knows it. She might even dump him for Capogambino.
She is a dysfunctional cunt. I would never get near a girl like that.
I don’t always have as many options as I would like, but that girl is guaranteed hangover, and maybe without the “buzz” at all. I’m infinitely better off putting my energy into generating other leads, rather than trying sex a rattlesnake.
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a ginger snap. that sounds good. gonna find a girl to buy me one of those tonight.
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Do it then tell us. Gaming drinks out of girls should be fun.
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FInd a crazy one that likes tequila.
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Tequila makes her clothes fall off…🎤
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Or, interloper had fun for free (that’s important) and the crowd got a better view. Did the boyfriend a favor too, now he can decide whether he has to put the fear of God into her, or whether he should dump her on his own timing.
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doubtful he will dump her. if she’s behaving like that, she’s most likely disrespecting him in other ways all the time and he’s putting up with it. this is just the tip of the iceberg of what problems they are probably having overall.
girls will only act like that if they don’t care if they lose their man or if they are sure he won’t do anything about it. she’s in the power position and he’s a schmuck for staying with her but i see too many cases like this to think he would dump her. there are men out there who will freakin m@rry women who do this shiz or cheat on them. men with women like this have no dignity or self respect whatsoever. sad.
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In her favor: She has a wet holes and valuable eggs (that it would be insane to fertilize) and looks that please his manly drives. He believes she raises his social status.
Against her: She makes trouble for him. She makes him feel miserable. She costs him money. As long as he is with her he will not find a girl that he can be happier with. She does not raise his status, but in fact lowers it, in his own eyes and in the eyes of others.
“She makes me feel miserable” is enough for me to decide.
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Or if they think they are a lesser member of his harem (see I can replace you). Of course, in that case he will ignore their misbehavior, and spank them later.
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exactly right dominator
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The interloper had no chance with her. She was just toying with him to prove the point that she can make any man buy her things. The touching and ass flashing was just beta bait
In this case it was a draw. They were both playing each other. The boyfriend got a valuable lesson. I hope he reads this site.
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valuable lesson only if he doesn’t ignore the truth of what this little show means about who she is and how little she values him
most likely he will let her manipulate him into thinking it’s not her bad character that’s the issue, that he is to blame for her acting out.
when a man is in the thick of it with a woman like that, it’s hard to see what’s really going on. he’ll get depressed, blame himself, focus on trying fix/please her so she behaves better, etc.
hopefully this will be a wake up call for him. i think it’s a good sign that he reacted instead of doing nothing at all. but in most cases it takes something really big to finally wake the f up and realize a woman like that isn’t worth it
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to add to that
even though he reacted, he was blaming the other dude instead of putting his girl in check. proof right there that he is afraid of her.
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“let’s you and him fight” often leads to “but he YELLED at me, officer!”. You gotta be Regan MacNeil to watch your back with these ones.
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Women are all about trading up to the more Alpha partner. The game of “Let’s you and him fight” is part of that. However it turns out, she wins by going with the victor.
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>> Women are all about trading up to the more Alpha partner. The game of “Let’s you and him fight” is part of that. However it turns out, she wins by going with the victor.
Any girl that with this kind of behavior is not a trophy proper men would fight for. That’s like fighting to catch a case of herpes… I’ll let the other guy “win” every time. Of course her BF is a chump… no “high value” man would want a girl like that.
Yes… all women are on a constant hustle for the best option (either cash, sex, or both)… but not all women “hang their ass out” public to do it.
I agree the guy ran great game on that girl… but the whole show was low-rent.
The “trash factor” on this girl means she could never be a “9.”
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“Yes… all women are on a constant hustle for the best option (either cash, sex, or both)… but not all women “hang their ass out” public to do it.
I agree the guy ran great game on that girl… but the whole show was low-rent.
The “trash factor” on this girl means she could never be a “9.
exactly right
trash women are the only ones who act out like this. if she was a decent girl and was unhappy, needed more attention from her man, was feeling insecure, or whatever the hell her problem was, she would be taking care of her man to elicit more attention from him or she would decide to move on.
she wouldn’t be seeking out attention from other dudes and disrespecting him in public. that’s unacceptable behavior no matter how anyone tries to spin it.
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A 9 SMV has nothing to do with relationship value. Hot is hot.
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>> A 9 SMV has nothing to do with relationship value. Hot is hot.
Sexual market VALUE, right? Real “value?” Or perceived value?
If a girl is our SEXUAL THING, even if that is her primary function (which is cool), she has assets and liabilities for us as we invest our time. All of which impact her value.
If I line up “100 9’s,” (meaning purely skin/curves/hair/walk/surface) and some are dramatic skanks and some charming southern belles… do they have the same value? Of course not.
This girl is a “faux 9.” She is a sportscar… perfect paint, but interior smells like mildew, so you can’t enjoy her. She’s disgusting… is that a 9? At least for some men, that is an easy “no.”
What about a 9 that can’t fuck… or fuck the way you want her to fuck? At that point… her VALUE to you, is beyond surface “sex” value, and she is worth-less.
Some “9s” are repulsive. So, no… not all 9s are created equal.
And that girl is a dramatic skank that shows her ass to bars full of men… that girl is a “0” for me. High value men would often make a choice like that.
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As captured by Charles Atlas:
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Cavemen didn’t know about social diseases…
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Our hero was gutsy and witty, but he was playing with fire. The “prize” was a woman who bares her ass in a bar to perfect strangers. Not worth it.
See: Lynrd Skynrd, “Gimme Three Steps.” Next time the trashy girlfriend is with a guy who is armed, or wants the fight.
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Be a ‘ho with you, she’ll be a ‘ho on you…
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If I had to guess, women do this to get a two-for-one: commitment from the BF, and the possibility of a bigger-better-deal.
They might use an interloper to try to get their current BF to comm!t. But they do think the interloper is hawt and a possible replacement. Usually, however, the interloper isn’t hawter than the current BF, or he turns her off later, so nothing happens.
But, if the BF commits, and the interloper never turns her off… then, trouble ensues. Monkey branching and all that.
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Also, in these situations, the girl does not intend for the interloper and the BF to actually meet each other. The fact they do at all is due to clumsiness or lack of discreetness on the part of the interloper.
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It’s not a win-win for the girl. In fact nothing is hardly ever a win-win for a girl, but girls don’t realize it … until the Wall silently passes them by and their act stops working.
They don’t even realize it for a while after that and assume they could settle down, but since guys have a higher threshold for marrying than for fucking, they don’t find out it’s too late until the fucking starts being affected, and by then it’s far too late for the marrying.
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If I hit it up that easy with a 9 I’d expect to lose a kidney
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[…] Source: Heartiste […]
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I’ve been in similar situations with a riled up bf looking to start shit. In this scenario a little push-pull tough brotherly love is needed…
“Sorry man, not trying to be a dick, but she’s an attention whore and if you can’t control your bitch then things probably aren’t going in the right direction anyways”
Something like that will give his noggin a joggin, and hopefully he’ll dump her ass ASAP to save himself from future humiliation. If not though, be ready to throw down or get out; some betas can’t handle reality.
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I wouldn’t put it that way when he’s amped up and liable to slug someone. If I could have a drink with him later, sure.
Someone here said girls talk to each other. Actually they don’t, but guys should.
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I applaud your confidence in your personal combatives skills.
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She’d best enjoy HB9 status while it lasts.
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Looks will fade but being a cunt will last eternally
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Been going on since we were in the First Grade, it’s a cunt’s badge of honor, two guys fighting over her. Dalrock or CH, one of them coined the term: “Let’s you and him fight”. The notions of “Who will buy me a drink?” is a metaphor.
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I learned “let’s you and him fight” from my father long before there was an internet. But it’s well adapted to this usage.
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“Let’s you and him fight” is a from the book “Games People Play” by Eric Berne, written in 1964.
[CH: in a future crimson pill book list post, i’ll include this one.]
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Boyfriend should thank you — and run as far from that skank as he can.
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The thanks is likely to take one of three forms:
1. The big right hand over the top (with or without a preliminary distraction)
2. A level change into a double-leg takedown
3. The Irish Kiss, impacting the bridge of the nose.
And if he’s really, really thankful for your counseling, he might thank you with a blade hidden in a reverse grip along the back of his forearm.
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I’ll take things that never happened for 100, Alex…
[CH: possibly. but this story has a ring of believability. i’ve seen similar things go down late at night in bars.]
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weird shit happens. one night a couple at a bar joined us; when BF went to take a piss GF started to hit on me right in front of my wif3. when BF came back GF said to him “this mofo was hitting on me!” situation got tense, but BF quickly realized his drunk slut was bluffing and we parted ways. never again hanging out with coupl3s i don’t know…
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My humble gratitude to our gracious host for posting this. I am honored sir.
To the many commenters who wisely observed that this girl was not a tramp worth fighting for, I agree. I never considered her worthy of more than a pump-and-dump.
Daysofgame,Hman3b18, artichoke, that’s why I let the other guy “win” by abandoning the field, and doing a mea culpa in the bathroom. The poor guy she glommed onto is in for a rough go. I considered talking some sense into him, then judged it just as likely to get him more riled up, so didn’t bother.
Odysseus, I took the three steps.
I would note that a man’s ZFG karma approaches Shangri-la-dee-da when he not only pulls the hottest girl in the bar that every guy has been drooling over all night, but he does it by peeling her off another man. I realize this is playing with fire, so I recommend you don’t try this at home.
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1. Cool story, bro. Smells like what comes out of the back of a bull.
2. Even if it were true, this is the classic versions of how to get shot to death in the men’s room, over being a peacock with no brains.
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A toxic girl
Flirting and messing around with a dude’s girl in front of the dude
Two things I’d never do
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