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.
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.
serious question. Never thought mines was big til few women pointed it out, only just under 8 inches as well.
But can you use this to your advantage to get women. I know it gives confidence so that helps itself.
But also fact is sometimes the big penis is better for the ego not the reality. Some girls even took pics on phone and made vid lol and seemed in awe but said that it hurt stomach when I thrust etc..or couldn't do oral well with it.
Not necessarily, because there is an out stroke. So perhaps 2x this 3 inches = 6 is around perfect. Who knows. What I do know is confidence in self is a huge aphrodisiac.You are under a mistaken idea if you are overly proud; anything over 3 inches is either a waste or it is because a women has nerve trouble and cannot tell the difference in pleasure and pain. Wise up or you are in for a distorted life with girls who bark up on the wrong tree for pleasure or the ones that are freaks who just use you for pleasure/ love that is simply NOT there and then leave you.
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.
Yes, I personally know 6 inches is the norm. However, I also know that anyone that has 3" should be proud if they use 3 inched of confidence......women LOVE confidence. By the way, do you know who made the 3 inch quote; Abraham Lincoln.Not necessarily, because there is an out stroke. So perhaps 2x this 3 inches = 6 is around perfect. Who knows. What I do know is confidence in self is a huge aphrodisiac.
It's not all about d1ck though, it's about the guy. If he was a much better guy and a bigger d1ck you are toast tho.I would like to have a bigger d1ck for two reason, first one is to compensate my lack of effort to please women and the second is checking myself in the mirror just like gym day after shower when pump is still there.
My d1ck is average but is well made, veins and such, if it was 20% bigger in lenght and circumference, honestly I would put even less effort with women.
Also we can bullsh1t each other as much as we want but if her previous guy had a bigger one is gonna bother us, no amount of "game" is gonna change a number.
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.
Only adds an inch if you have serious ED...Viagra adds at least an inch. I am MB and a viagraholic.
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.