Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
Fissures?I'm not a fan of poop d!ck.
Pvssy is perfect. Plus I like to get my women off, not give them anal fishers.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
That's why you take your time and allow it to press into it.Never done it, have no desire to either. Depends on the girl, but you'd probably be surprised how many girls want to at least try it though.
Alas, the ass isn't designed to have something just shoved in there.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
this is why I asked it. But honestly I think some woman just aren't into it.If a woman is attracted enough to you, she will do anything.
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
HahaOh boy! I remember this one summer night two years ago. Three of us men took a mother and daughter first to the beach where we got fvcked up, then to seminary when we continue getting fvcked up. Daughter was thin and nerdy and mother was a fat whale. I took the daughter out for a drive while two of my boys stuck it inside mommies mouth while we were out. Then one dude went home to wife and four of us went to my place. Fvck boy, this whale for some reason picked me to fvck with, we went upstairs and my boy and the young chick stayed down stairs. I remember fvcking that fat b1tch, gosh, ew fvck boy fvck! She sucked and I fvcked her pvssy, then she said stick it in my *******. I remember sticking it in her *******, gosh, I was just wishing it was over. Eventually I got tired and took everyone to the river, where we get even more fvcked up, I said to chick to go fvck themselves and a few other things drunk people say when they are really drunk. Eventually my boys passed out and slept inside car and don't remember what happen, and I went home and fall asleep at around 7 in the morning. We never saw those b1tches again.
Jesus Christ you can say that again.If you don't listen and push for anal anyway, you will more than likely end up really wishing you hadn't.
Yup. Never cool when it smells like she's taking a sh1t. Poop dlck is not pleasant.Jesus Christ you can say that again.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.