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.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
I've heard of it happening, but not experienced it myself.... yet! - All post-menopausal women I've been with have had no problem as far as that's concerned.Out of interest do post menopausal women still get 'wet' or similar to men bot getting as 'hard' when older, do they dry up more lol.
I'd take a HARD pass on all three of those and I'm 48. Ye gods, they are as rough as a badgers arse.
You'll "let" them give you some head if you were in a long drought, and after doing so you might "consider" letting them give you some pvssy.I'd take a HARD pass on all three of those and I'm 48. Ye gods, they are as rough as a badgers arse.
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.
I could never do any of those either. They all look like they should either be a 3rd grade teacher or in prison.I'd take a HARD pass on all three of those and I'm 48. Ye gods, they are as rough as a badgers arse.
So wait if I read that right, you hooked up with one of your daughter's friends?I'm loving being divorced - and have more than doubled my 'body-count' since splitting from the ex-wife.
Only the one kid, a daughter who is now in her 30s, and has her own family thing going on.
Actually, a few of the younger women I've been with these last few years, have been from my daughter's extended circle of friends and workmates.
Daughter knows, and is fine with it.
Her relationship with her mother isn't the best, and when we split she asked me how I'd put up with her for so long. The first friend of hers that I slept with... we met at a barbecue get-together for my daughter's birthday, and my daughter gave me the thumbs-up and a wink as we left when I drove the friend home afterwards - LOL
Well, Step-daughter's friend, but yep! More than one (all on separate occasions).So wait if I read that right, you hooked up with one of your daughter's friends?