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.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
You ever catch anything? If so how do you handle telling the women who you've slept with.Poonani Maker said:P.S. Her pvssy was just fair-to-midland, to be expected cause she's overweight, no kids though, it's just average as far as tightness, but still, as most pvssies do, felt fvcking fantastic! it wasn't cavernous, and I can count on my hand how many women I've fvcked who've had just, the biggest pvssies I've ever fvcked...it's like maybe 2-3 that are so big that you have to REALLY work, and I believe that now, with my experience, that I can spot a girl before ever taking her to bed, that she'll have a big pvssy, cause it's a sixth sense, a feeling and Look to her, in face, mannerisms, and body shape, of these very few girls with big pvssies possess. They've always been the sweetest girls, these ones, with the overly big pvssies, idk why, thev've Always been the most friendly and non-b!tchy these ones, go figure and seem to want me around the most...just a side note here...
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
I probably have a strain of HPV, who doesn't? who is sexually active? but beyond that, I have Nothing, NO STIs. I've always had a high white blood cell count idk maybe that could be why or just being able to sniff out a Sick girl and not doing things with her that I'd do with what I perceive to be a healthy gal. The eyes tell a lot. I won't go down on a woman with unhealthy looking eyes, and probably won't try to lay her.sigma335 said:You ever catch anything? If so how do you handle telling the women who you've slept with.
I know I have HPV and HSV-2. I don't bother disclosing the HPV since a good half of the population has it. As for the HSV-2, I haven't been turned down once because of it, and I've disclosed to every woman I've been with before I've fvcked them. Well, except for the one who just decided to climb on top of me and fvck me. There wasn't an opportunity to discuss it with her, and she was putting herself at risk; albeit a very low risk since I keep myself on meds to keep outbreaks at bay.sigma335 said:You ever catch anything? If so how do you handle telling the women who you've slept with.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
You need a pvssy at the minimum 1x per week.Lol, I didn't see this thead existed.
In all honesty I think it's going to be 4 more months before I even snog a girl again. So f*cking busy and stressed, I don't even have time to date atm. Frustrating, but women are only ever a bonus so I'll deal with it okay.
4 more months of Work Prison and then I can let myself loose.
Aye...hot lonely women that find me attractive is something else though, lol.You need a pvssy at the minimum 1x per week.
Plenty of lonely women out there.
I agree with this. There have been a couple weekends in the past 2 x months where I railed one on FWB on Friday and one on Saturday. While it's good for the ego to do that, it also takes away from my studies I have been working on and other important things. It's kind of tiring! This weekend one FWB couldn't make it and canceled and the other reached out to me but I told her I was busy, which is true. I am. So no poon this weekend for LL and honestly that's just fine. Been getting a lot of other stuff done which feels good.You need a pvssy at the minimum 1x per week.
Plenty of lonely women out there.
You need to get orbiters at the very least 2. Once your plates go awol then it's time to activate those orbiters into plates.Aye...hot lonely women that find me attractive is something else though, lol.
There's a girl on my phone that I could bang tonight if I wanted. But she's not even my type - stupid to degrade myself with someone I don't find attractive.
Never mind, I'm not whinging. It's just a frustrating situation to be in. But I knew what I was getting into when I signed my contract.
I have at least 2 orbiters, I just don't fancy them much tbh. I've had this before - girls I attract are usually ones I don't really want to bone.You need to get orbiters at the very least 2. Once your plates go awol then it's time to activate those orbiters into plates.
Women does it all the time, don't see any reason why men can't do it too.
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
Dipping in once or so a week negated that stress and turns it into flow.You need a pvssy at the minimum 1x per week.
Plenty of lonely women out there.
But you ended up banging some white trash slut with red bumps on her p/ssy and you think that's something to be proud of.
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.