Atom Smasher
Master Don Juan
One word:
"Renuzit"
"Renuzit"
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.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
A good follow up strategy is to use her own biological weapons against her. If she fails the finger smell test, go back to fingering her, then start stroking her face with the same hand, "inadvertently" bringing your finger close to her nose. Then, start touching her lips and put your finger in her mouth, pretending it's part of foreplay. If that doesn't send the message across, nothing will.SgtSplacker said:Another critical tool in a mans arsenal is the good ole stealth finger check. Before any action begins down there keep the sexuality on her face, lips and breasts. When things get hotter give her a brief fingering and check the funk levels and if she's wet at all. Then I'll usually try to do something slick like kiss her neck or maybe wipe some sweat from my face or something and give that finger a stealthy sniff. If everything is in order i'll start working on her pants and proceed as usual. But no kissing her body below the breasts at all until the stealth fing check is done. Only after that can you feel free to please her belly button, ass or feet or whatever.
LoL, thanks for the shout-out, though I don't know why anyone would think I'd be the authority on telling a woman about her smelly vagina :crazy:Greasy Pig said:Harry Wilmington might be able to offer a diplomatic way to bring it up with her. Otherwise, it might be wise to develop your exit strategy.!
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.