Notch #5: The Lesbian Punk Rocker Girl – As God Intended

Warning: NSFW details below

On 05/08/21, Saturday, I went on Date #2 with a girl named Cassie. She was a so-called “lesbian”, relatively attractive (if you’re into that female Commander Shepard / Ronda Rousey look), and most importantly, incredibly receptive. She’s what Mark Manson calls a ‘Fuck Yes’ girl in Models. Definitely side chick material tho, given that she’s already in a relationship with another woman.

Cassie had dyed red hair, two underbite piercings on her lower lip, with an affinity toward darker color palettes. Her appearance and dress was geared toward the metalhead subculture. The best part? She was fit. A tight ass with firm abs. Her personality was the definition of push-pull. A mix of super flirty, super touchy, but she’d pull away to gauge my reaction.

After I fucked her, it was all pull, no push.

Before I officially begin my report, I’d like to thank u/fastlife15 for extending valuable inner game advice that lead to my success with Cassie – and no doubt, my future success with women. And winging with u/Part2Pete, who I swear, is one of the handful of PUAs who knows what the fuck he’s doing.

If I hadn’t discovered r/CovertPickup during the Fall of 2020 – and most importantly, devoted myself to writing FRs and taking everyone’s advice to heart – none of this would have been possible.

Notch Report #5:

After my initial date with Cassie on 05/04/21, Tuesday, we scheduled a meet-up on Saturday. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to secure my notch during the first date due to token ASD/LMR. After day gaming with u/Part2Pete, I texted Cassie a bit before she sent me her address. It was a 25 minute drive, located in Northwest Chicago. At first, my goal was to pick up Cassie -> take her to a taco bar in Downtown Chicago -> pull her to my car. However, the cost/benefit ratio was so skewed, I figured I’d wing it and find a bar in her neighborhood.

When I picked her up, I knew Cassie lived in a substance abuse recovery house. During her late teens – early 20s, she was a hardcore party girl and rampant alcoholic. She checked herself in 10 months ago trying to turn her life around… but now had rules to follow. Unfortunately, this included strict guest regulations and curfew at midnight.

I advised we hit up a restaurant near her house, but she said she wasn’t comfortable going to a venue near her neighborhood since she recognizes so many people out and about.

Sooooo off to downtown we go.

We arrived in Downtown Chicago at 8:30PM. While walking, Cassie said she wouldn’t mind hitting up a bar, as long as I kept tabs on her. Since the taco joint I initially planned was a fair distance away, back to the trusty ‘ol Emerald Loop we went lol

In 15-20 minutes, we reserved a comfy secluded table in the bar and escaped the rain which fell upon Chicago. However, this time, I decided to heed u/fastlife15’s advice and seriously tone down my kino. We kissed a few times, sure, but it was closer to little pecks on the lips.

After a little flirty banter, I checked my phone and saw it was 9:30PM. I knew I had to close soon. And I sure as hell didn’t want a repeat of Date #1.

So, while it wasn’t ideal, I dropped a hint that I reserved a hotel nearby since I was staying in Downtown Chicago multiple days. I distinctly recall saying it was the boujiest place I’ve ever seen… but a few minutes later I said I hadn’t checked in yet. Total fuck-up if it wasn’t with Cassie.

In hindsight, I don’t think I had to sell the hotel idea so hard. If it was any other girl that wasn’t 100% sold on me, her ASD would have flared up like a cold sore lol. If I truly had entitlement, I should’ve just taken Cassie back to my car and found some dark alleyway outside of city limits.

Buuuuut it still ended up working. Even if it set my wallet back $150 + service fees );

Unfortunately, I really hadn’t reserved a hotel room. I was a liiiittle panicked since I inherently knew ordering anything off mobile apps sucked ass. Worse yet, Cassie seemed totally down to check the hotel out. After excusing myself to the restroom, I swear it took 10 minutes to reserve a hotel room. My debit card got denied twice. However, I managed to snag a room at Virgin Hotel. It was right across the street from Emerald Loop. Boujie, too.

We left Emerald Loop without finishing my beer lol. After checking in at Virgin Hotel, it truly was boujie as I imagined it to be. Red carpets, classical music, and a hella strong 1920s vibe.

Aaaaand the next part I wouldn’t advise any guy do unless you’re seriously ON with a girl…

Once we arrived at our hotel room, sex began like immediately. All our pent-up urges. All our pleasantries in public – gone. It took a minute, maybe two, before we began passionately making out. I started kissing her neck, my free hand grabbing her small ass. Cassie unzipped my pants, pulling out my cock, “Oh my God, you’re thick,” she said before engulfing my dick in her mouth.

We took off our clothes and I bent her over, inserting my cock and fucking her pussy standing up. After that, we went to doggy -> she began riding me -> doggy again. Unfortunately, I came inside her. She stood up, cleaned herself off, and we snuggled post-sex.

At the end, we left Virgin Hotel and drove back to her house. As she was about to leave, she said, “Hey, be sure to text me when you get back home. I want to know you’re safe.”

After talking with u/fastlife15, he said I put myself in an excellent position. I’m a man just outside her reach. And the inevitable break up will be far less messy if that’s what I desire.

Nevertheless, I slept with a girl with a girlfriend.

Man and woman. Like God intended.

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