One thing that is often seen as a problem is the chaperone. Some of the ladies will ask, “Can I bring a friend/cousin/sister?” You will find guys who say they would absolutely refuse. On a second date (assuming time is limited as it is with me) I tend to agree. But, there are some good reasons to go along with the chaperone idea.
First, the chaperone may be hotter than the target (the chat friend). This creates a dilemma of course, but there is a solution. It’s called a camera. Take pictures and then offer to send the pictures. Get all their email addresses. While they’re writing, ask for the phone number too. Of course this would work best when target is off in the CR. If things don’t work out with target…well, you know what to do. Sorry to state the obvious, but this would probably work better with “friends of target” rather than “sister of target”. For me, I make repeat visits, so I’m not targeting the friend the next night ~ although, I’m sure it has been done.
Second, the chaperone may be the only way target is able to meet you. Ha, ha, if you’re still reading this far, I saved the best for last. You might thing someone who needs a chaperone is over protected, so not worth your time…right? Duh. In every chaperone situation that I’ve had, the chaperone was older, wiser, more experienced, and was in no way interfering with the romance, other than the fact that she was THERE. In many cases, the chaperone was pushing (emotionally or verbally or physically) the target toward me.
scenario A: Target and chaperone “friend” came down from Bulacan to Manila. Target was very attractive, but super shy. Friend was about 5 foot, 80lb despite pumping out a kid. I like them slim, but she was almost anorexic. Chaperone was good fun talking to, and I would have loved to get rid of the target and play with the munchkin. The target was annoying the hell out of me. She couldn’t talk…one word answers to questions. We all ended up in my room after dinner, but things weren’t going well. I excused myself and went to LA café. Target sends texts…seemed to be the only way she could communicate. I ignored. I came back to the room quite late, but I was rewarded for my nonchalance...I got a good screw out of the target. The chaperone respectfully pretended to be asleep during the entire episode.
Bizarlly, I wake up a few hours later and both are dressed and ready to leave (about 6:30). Chaperone has to run her sari sari store. I ask target to stay (morning hard on) but no, she wants to go with chaperone. Chaperone drops her phone at this time and it no longer works. She’s been trying to call somebody who owes her money at the sari sari store. I’m still disoriented, still with some stinky on my dinky…I begin to wonder if I’m in a David Lynch movie.
Chaperone emailed me several months later to say she wanted to spend some time with me. Last I heard the chaperone is in Saudi Arabia and the target is working in a coffee shop in Angeles.
In this scenario, there is no way I would have laid this girl if the chaperone had not cooperated. The target basically did what the chaperone told her to do.