I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
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.
One of the unspoken fundamental assumptions of PUA advice is that a mans life is “meaningless” or “unsuccessful” if women don’t want to have ‘unpaid’ sex with him.
So here is a question:
What aspect of a womans willingness to have ‘unpaid’ sex makes it so meaningful?
It is the “having sex” part that makes everything else attached to it meaningful. So why keep on trying for ‘unpaid’ sex while denying yourself good sex.
Let me put it in another way.
How many of you will have sex with over 1,000 different women, all of whom are above average in looks?
Unless you are a famous guy or a very lucky PUA, it is unlikely you will ever reach 4 digits.
But if you are willing to buy sex… almost any guy with a decent job can suddenly bang over 1,000 different women in his life.
Think about it..
50 * 20 = 1,000
There are 52 weeks in a year..
Let’s say each woman costs you about 200$/hr.. Heck make that 300$/hr.. who cares?
Note- It is cheaper outside anglo-saxon countries.
Now even at 300$/hr, 1,000 women = 300 k, the price of a decent house in the suburbs in many parts of north america (principal + interest)
300k/ 20 = 15k/yr. So you could bang a different woman every week for the next 20 years with the same amount that will buy you a decent house. Think about it.. a different, and better than average, woman to suck your cøck properly + ride you like a crazed cowgirl + taking a nice pounding for every week of your life.. for the next 20 years. The median income of a guy with a useful undergrad degree from a state university (or better) is around 50k, if you have a job.
Or you could buy a nice house to keep your ‘new’ wife happy.. the same one who banged tons of bad boys and would not give you the time of day in her 20s. Maybe you will get a year or two of decent sex till she pops out some kids (hopefully yours).. and then you will be lucky to get it once a week, if she does not divorce and make you pay for the kids (hopefully yours) while she is getting hammered by a parade of bad boy. But who knows.. she might even stay around and nag you to death..
You want to slave for an ungrateful and rapidly aging woman? want to slave for social approval? want to slave for ungrateful kids? want to slave for an ungrateful employer?
For what?
You cannot take anything with you after you die. In the end, the only thing that matters is whether you enjoyed your existence, the way you saw fit.
Your choice.. I made my years ago, and still have ‘unpaid’ pussie on the side.
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.
Gold, Rollo, gold.Rollo Tomassi said:My personal take on this goes as follows:
Buy a man a whøre and you get him laid for a night. Teach a man to sarge and you get him laid for a lifetime.
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.
Sounds like a fun place to be.corrector said:I would never pay for any "sex" with a hooker because, they either have spaces in their teeth and won't be using your money to fix them (i.e. will buy drugs instead of saving for a dental job), and they probably have drug marks all over their body with STDs.
Also I'm a Christian and this is a sin.
Would I pay to go to hell? No - that is absurd. Paying money to a prostitute is absurd. The devil uses prostitutes to bait people and lure them to hell.