"I just moved here from Florida."

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.

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Have my cake and eat it too?

Pair A Dice

Don Juan
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I recently began seeing two women.

The first, Girl A, I've been out with several times (bar, mini-golf, bar). Brought her home the first night, made out, didn't fvck. Second time I was running tight on time, so it was just a quick afternoon date. Third time we went out, progressed further, but it was that time of the month.

The second, Girl B, I went out with once earlier this week. Walked around town, played some chess in a coffee shop, made out in the car.

Both offered to hang out with me tomorrow (Sunday). Girl A said she'd love to do another 'Sunday Funday' and I could probably just get Girl B over to my place to play some video games and fvck.

I've yet to fvck either, but want to close Girl A because I feel she's playing too many games. It's either fvck or walk, like they said in 'Glengarry Ross.'

Should I try to schedule both in tomorrow somehow or pick one?

If I flake on Girl A, it could raise her buying temperature, only if I knew Girl B was a sure fvck — which I think she is. Yet, maybe tomorrow I just put the cards on the table with Girl A and try to close the deal, but what if I get shut out again?

Decisions. Decisions.
 

"She Laughed All Night. Then She Ghosted You. Here's Why."

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.

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