Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
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.
Ooh, a whopping 15%! Would this mean the other 85% were turned off?A recent survey by Parenting Magazine found that “choreplay,” i.e., husbands pitching in around the house, was what put 15 percent of moms in the mood.
Hahaa!!:crackup: :crackup: Priceless.Quiksilver said:Does flushing the toilet after you take a dump have the same affect?
Good lord...
:crackup: :crackup:rollo tomassi said:You know, I've been married for 11.5 years now and in that time, on occasion, I've performed many domestic duties for no other reason than it was a necessity. I have changed my daughter's diaper, I have cleaned toilets, I've done laundry, I've vacuumed, etc. However, in 11.5 years never have I had my wife be consumed with an uncontrollable lust to give me a spontaneous blow job or pin me down on the kitchen floor, tear my pants of and ride me to glory after my having put away the dishes. Neither have I ever heard the words, "damn, you looked so hot ironing my blouse yesterday, ƒuck me, ƒuck ME!!" proceed from her lips while in the throes of passion.
Oddly enough I find Martinis seem to prompt this behavior, but I'm having trouble finding articles on the Today website outlining this phenomenon.Colossus said:doing the dishes to help out or some other household chore that needs to be done is not going to melt women's panties and induce massive bl0wjobs.
Yea, any time I have been molested at one of my parties it wasn't when I was tidying up, I'll tell you that.Rollo Tomassi said:Oddly enough I find Martinis seem to prompt this behavior, but I'm having trouble finding articles on the Today website outlining this phenomenon.
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.
You had these two girls hanging all over you and you didn't bang them? What's the matter with you STR8, you don't have the balls to seal the deal.STR8UP said:but it was interesting to note that things really heated up when she was standing at the bar and saw two other girls hanging on me at the same time. I could feel her watching the whole thing play out, and eventually she cam over and made a comment about this being why I don't have a g/f. Don't know exactly what she meant, but I know she was getting amped up seeing other women around me.
If I want to come off as attractive I'll stick with displaying social value and lubricating things with a couple of stiff drinks, thank you.
LOLMacAvoy said:You had these two girls hanging all over you and you didn't bang them? What's the matter with you STR8, you don't have the balls to seal the deal.
BAHAHAAA
haha iqqi I beat you to it
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.
MacAvoy said:STR8UP, now I see why everyone baits you, because you bite everytime. I was just doing it
1) to either prevent iqqi & co. from doing it
or
(2) to make further fun of her & your bashers if they do go on their usual rant.
There's no need to explain yourself, you know what works for you. Or maybe your just bored with work like me and need a release.
Ha I thought the same thing.ketostix said:I thought the title meant someone wash your smelly hoo-hoo for ya.
Off today actually.MacAvoy said:STR8UP, now I see why everyone baits you, because you bite everytime. I was just doing it
1) to either prevent iqqi & co. from doing it
or
(2) to make further fun of her & your bashers if they do go on their usual rant.
There's no need to explain yourself, you know what works for you. Or maybe your just bored with work like me and need a release.
Well, I wouldn't go that far, but the rest, yes. I chopped up some trees in the backyard once and after I got done, I was drinking some water and the gf just came outside and sucked me off, sweaty balls and everything.Señor Fingers said:It seems I am at my most irresistible in a utility belt and a wife beater.
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.
I do them. I live alone. Makes no sense for me to stack a pile of dishes...and wait for the dish washer. I wash my dishes as I use them. Trying to keep my place orderly.joekerr31 said:who the h*ll does the dishes now a days? doesn't everyone have a dish washer?
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.