Direct her to your one eyed monster.…
"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.
How to Kiss Well
- Thread starter BeExcellent
- Start date
"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.
RichardTheFrog
Banned
That's what I do.
NSX-R
Master Don Juan
Lmfao
I'd start off with nibbles and bites, cheeks, chin, etc then an upper lip kiss/bite and lastly a good sensual neck kiss. It's all slowly done, never hurried, I want to taste her scent, to be aroused by it.
If I don't like what I'm tasting, I'll gently pull back, kiss the tips of my 2 fingers and then place it on her lips, smile and walk away.
If I don't like what I'm tasting, I'll gently pull back, kiss the tips of my 2 fingers and then place it on her lips, smile and walk away.
AttackFormation
Master Don Juan
Reading this made me chuckle, and think... it's got to be hard to keep playing multiple orbiters if you show up with hickies, lol. From that point of view, a woman not liking to get hickies is like an evolutionary defense mechanism while a man giving her hickies is an evolutionary "offense" mechanism. The hickies show that she's been sexual with some man, which would cause the other men in her orbit to withdraw. Unless they're orbiting a taken woman I guess...
Not a serious hypothesis, just something that occurred to me and made me chuckle.
I personally make a point of not caring whether they can cover up the hickies I give them, if they start complaining about it. I will arouse them and keep doing it the next time, without any apology at all... and I use their complaining as a good time for making out and giving her more. They complain about having to wear a turtleneck (if they actually do) but keep coming back for more... I think they like it. They may have mixed feelings about the hickies themselves, positive and concerned, but they like that I have a strong desire, am not afraid for it to show from me or on them, and am unapologetic about it.
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"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.