That's like saying because of hunger, there are fat people.dreamx_not_afc said:And because of sluts their is AIDS![]()
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
That's like saying because of hunger, there are fat people.dreamx_not_afc said:And because of sluts their is AIDS![]()
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
Critical mass of lays... lol... makes sense XPeverywomanshero said:I have never used the term slut to a woman in my entire life. I just don't think one's sexuality is any reflection of the person's worth. I think any guy who thinks that way has failed to meet the critical mass of lays. Search for critical lay to find my theory on this.
Exactly what I was thinking... but I was too lazy to type all of that I guessbackbreaker said:damn, you are true to your name aren't you?
And herein lies the problem with alot of you.
This isn't a moral crusade against women.
I guarantee you if a HB9 meet you one day, and was happy to jump in the sack with you, you would be claming her praises to how great of a woman she is.
You have to take life for what it is. I like sex. Women like sex as well. What is the freakin big deal? Why take **** so damn seriously?
if a woman wants to have sex with multiple partners, so be it. I can have sex with mulitple partners as well (and do).. that way, we both have a great understanding of each other.
Is she a slut? What exactly is a slut? Lets say for arguements sake she is a slut.
....Okay now what?
We have now established that she likes sexual encounters with different men. Does that make her any lESS of a woman?
Jealousy is an extremely strong mind altering state.
Only human beings, insecure ones at that would call a female a slut for having sex wtih someone besides them.
It's natural for a woman to want to have sex with whoever she finds attractive. The harsh reality is, that if she isn't having sex with you, you probably don't do it for her.
Even sluts like to think they are good girls, and when they find someone that pushes their buttons, won't cheat, unless that guy pushes her buttons more. However, if you are on your game and know what you are dealing with, you know that she is a slut, and not to take it personal.
In my experience, some of the best times I have had with women have been with girls you might classify as sluts. Memories I will never forget... getting a girl to basically jack me off while her husband is in the same room. Getting a girl to drive 30 mintues to my house in the pouring rain to have sex with me and then my two best friends. Countless BJ's in the car.
anyway, they have their place and time, just like LTR's do
Besides, doesn't ANYONE here use protection?Schmuck said:That's like saying because of hunger, there are fat people.
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
The Truth said:I want more than just sex. If you are just looking for an easy lay and you sleep around, then sluts are perfect for you.
hahahahahIt's like s.luts have ADD of the vagina. They can't stay focused on one d!ck, they have to have a buffet.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.