parkthebus
Master Don Juan
- Joined
- Oct 6, 2015
- Messages
- 500
- Reaction score
- 148
- Age
- 39
Personally, I quite enjoy it if I'm really horny and wanting intense sex.
You replay the conversation at 2 a.m. She texted back fast yesterday. Today, nothing. Was that smile friendly or flirty? What did the shoulder touch mean?
Every hour you spend decoding her signals drains your confidence and hands her the controls. Women can sense that insecurity from across the room — and it repels them.
One of the "22 Rules" kills the obsession on the spot: assume she likes you, and act accordingly. Sounds too simple. Works anyway.
Her interest tends to rise to meet your expectations. Psychologists call it a self-fulfilling prophecy.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
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.
This guy is right. You can't just going giving them out. Also a woman into "dominance" if that is her viewpoint she ascribes to you should do it on a very limited basis.Depends if she's earned it. Or if it just happens - in the moment. Overall though, IMO, licking her snatch can be considered submissive: aiming to please. And therefore have the reverse effects of what was intended.
Her viewpoint?This guy is right. You can't just going giving them out. Also a woman into "dominance" if that is her viewpoint she ascribes to you should do it on a very limited basis.
What if it's just when a guy previous to you had a cold or the flu? And she didn't wash good?Hopefully not when she has the flu
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 think too much.What if it's just when a guy previous to you had a cold or the flu? And she didn't wash good?
Depends if she's earned it. Or if it just happens - in the moment. Overall though, IMO, licking her snatch can be considered submissive: aiming to please. And therefore have the reverse effects of what was intended.
So far no baby has left a juicy wet poo in my mouthYeah...it's the rimming part I was referring to, with the flu. A mouthful of juicy wet poo is not a good thing.
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.