“The 22 Psychological Triggers That Make Women Chase You… Starting Tonight”
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
Ok, Report from 4-21-07
- Thread starter Br' Brian
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What happens, IN HER MIND, is that she comes to see you as WORTHLESS simply because she hasn't had to INVEST anything in you in order to get you or to keep you.
You were an interesting diversion while she had nothing else to do. But now that someone a little more valuable has come along, someone who expects her to treat him very well, she'll have no problem at all dropping you or demoting you to lowly "friendship" status.
Quote taken from The SoSuave Guide to Women and Dating, which you can read for FREE.
What the hell is the point of making a thread with that?Br' Brian said:Very interesting going it alone last night. Either my study has been so intense that what to do/say is becoming second-nature or I got lucky, I don't know. But I'll tell you about it later, gotta go.
Theres like a few lines of useless gibberish here, don't make a thread that's useless. Don't post anything until you have the report written out.
Because, I had to goto church. I know that's a foreign concept to you Englishmen, but.Lust said:What the hell is the point of making a thread with that?
Theres like a few lines of useless gibberish here, don't make a thread that's useless. Don't post anything until you have the report written out.
Ok, last night was kind of cool (well, real cool). I was at a bar (kinda techno/suave with models abound) and asked these two dudes sitting there relaxing and talking if I could sit there and they obliged. So this seat (a curved one-piece couch that I'm sitting on is facing the entrance to the club and the bar with an excellent view of MMA fighting on the television. So we're sitting there (my social rep intact though I don't know them) and the girls are strutting their stuff more and more by me on the end (they are now thinking that they are lucky to have me sitting there with them). Soon 4 HB7s and 1 HB8 (about 24ish; I'm 31 but look 28) show up and seem to know them. They squeeze in by me on the couch and we're talking for a good hour and a half (the women walking by in hotpants etc are flippin and some (the 10s) would even sneer or insult the gals 7s beside me (as though they don't deserve me). Soon it's just me and one of the guys with 3 gals (they were reserved, yet horny, one really talkative, one wanted me bad and I thought about what it would be like to **** her - her tits weren't all that great - curved ******d; she was a little older too about 26 probably). Anyhow I end up at about 12:00 AM standing up saying I've gotta go (and they don't want me to go, especially the one who wants to jump me, but I knew I could do better before the nights out) and walk out of the venue feeling great from all of the attention.
Mistakes here: I probably should have left my business card for any of them to call of they wanted to meet up some other time, but I didn't think about it. I mean, I'd bang any of the gals there eventually, but now I'll probably never see em again and they could have been used as pivots at a later date or something.
At midnight the night was still young, way young, and I'll get to that later, gotta to a friends to each lunch. Tell you about it later.
-Brian
Ok, on with my account of last night. It's midnight and I thank the people who were nice enough to let me, a total stranger, hang with them for a while. I bounce to a club and there I get gropped and titty-brushed what seems like a thousand times. Now I'm at the bar ordering a beer when these two little (like 4'11") cute blonde nymphs both dressed in white come up to my elbow trying to squeeze in beside me to order themselves, and the one on the right, says to me "Today, is my birthday" Now, I didn't know what she'd meant by this (buy her a drink?) and so I reframed it and said "You know, I usually don't give discounts but since it's your birthday (and I don't even know you so I don't know if I can trust you, show me your license (and sure enough she did and it showed that she'd just turned 23)) Ok, how much you pay me?" And she was shocked that I'd say such a thing and so she went on the other side of her friend and said something to her and then her friend starts opening up with me and I smile devilishly. So they stand while I sit at the bar watching about six college girls dance on it. Then she tells me were she lives (about 20 miles away) and goes to college sounding a little desparate. I tell her "You know, I'll not just some doll that you can take home and have your way with, I have feelings and desires for the right woman too. I'm not so sure you're my type, you're a little short for me, plus you haven't given me any side benefit to sleeping with you" and then she says "my friend (she's a little bit taller, maybe 5'1") will be our designated driver" and I tell them, "I have to finish my beer first."
So I take a good 10 minutes to finish it all the while she's trying to prove herself to me, they grab my hand and pull me out of the club and to their car. Now, these girls are pretty inhibriated so I tell them that I'm not so sure about either one of them's ability to drive (and I know exactly where they live due to the nature of my job I know just about every location in the northern part of my state), so I insisted they give me the keys or I'm not going to go home with them. So they give me the keys and all the way there they would Not shut the **** up like a couple of flappin' chicks. I was like "How did you girls make it to college?" So we arrived at their place, I open Their door with Their key and walk in first they take me back to their bed, tackle me and begin peeling my clothes off and I'm giving oral to one and getting oral from the birthday girl. The other rolls over and I finger her to orgasm (My studies have paid off). The birthday girl wants me to **** her but I refuse and **** her friend who I'd just gotten off. I orgasm, get up, put my clothes on and tell them that I really have to go and "who's gonna drive me back to my truck?" and they refuse to. The birthday girl is thoroughly pissed off and doesn't even want sex from her friend. I said, "If you drive me back to my truck I'll **** you in the car" and so she says, "I'm not gonna do that for you. You're an *******" and so I say "Well, I guess I'll have to call a taxi" and she says "Nooo I'll take you back" and I said "Ok, but I'm driving. You aren't getting anywhere Near the keys until I'm out of the vehicle." So she conceeds and her friend goes to sleep (satisfied). So we talk about boring stuff on the way back and it turns out that I know a school teacher that she's know since childhood (she: "Omg, Mrs. Brenan? and I say "Yeah, I'm gonna tell her what a bad girl you've become") and so we get back and we don't end up ****ing but I give her my business card - maybe she'll call, I bet she does, but if she doesn't, I don't really care).
Ok, so social proof is not necessary for the person with a lot of energy like me, but I believe that having social proof or being social in the beginning of your night, maybe at another venue, puts you in the right mood for taking on the next place of business. Thanks. Sorry you had to wait so long for the conclusion, but I made other prospective "long-term" girlfriends (one of which I think has great potential for assuming my surname - I Love the good women and despise the ho's) this afternoon.
-Brian
So I take a good 10 minutes to finish it all the while she's trying to prove herself to me, they grab my hand and pull me out of the club and to their car. Now, these girls are pretty inhibriated so I tell them that I'm not so sure about either one of them's ability to drive (and I know exactly where they live due to the nature of my job I know just about every location in the northern part of my state), so I insisted they give me the keys or I'm not going to go home with them. So they give me the keys and all the way there they would Not shut the **** up like a couple of flappin' chicks. I was like "How did you girls make it to college?" So we arrived at their place, I open Their door with Their key and walk in first they take me back to their bed, tackle me and begin peeling my clothes off and I'm giving oral to one and getting oral from the birthday girl. The other rolls over and I finger her to orgasm (My studies have paid off). The birthday girl wants me to **** her but I refuse and **** her friend who I'd just gotten off. I orgasm, get up, put my clothes on and tell them that I really have to go and "who's gonna drive me back to my truck?" and they refuse to. The birthday girl is thoroughly pissed off and doesn't even want sex from her friend. I said, "If you drive me back to my truck I'll **** you in the car" and so she says, "I'm not gonna do that for you. You're an *******" and so I say "Well, I guess I'll have to call a taxi" and she says "Nooo I'll take you back" and I said "Ok, but I'm driving. You aren't getting anywhere Near the keys until I'm out of the vehicle." So she conceeds and her friend goes to sleep (satisfied). So we talk about boring stuff on the way back and it turns out that I know a school teacher that she's know since childhood (she: "Omg, Mrs. Brenan? and I say "Yeah, I'm gonna tell her what a bad girl you've become") and so we get back and we don't end up ****ing but I give her my business card - maybe she'll call, I bet she does, but if she doesn't, I don't really care).
Ok, so social proof is not necessary for the person with a lot of energy like me, but I believe that having social proof or being social in the beginning of your night, maybe at another venue, puts you in the right mood for taking on the next place of business. Thanks. Sorry you had to wait so long for the conclusion, but I made other prospective "long-term" girlfriends (one of which I think has great potential for assuming my surname - I Love the good women and despise the ho's) this afternoon.
-Brian