I guess I was a little too rough while masturbating and I now have a red mark on the head of my penis. It hasn't changed in like a week and I haven't even touched it since. What can I put on it to make it go away? Any help would be greatly appreciated.
"The Coffee Shop Girl You Never Spoke To"
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.
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“The 22 Rules That Flip the Script With Women… And How You Can Use Them Tonight”
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.
diablo
Master Don Juan
Give it time, and use some sort of lubrication next time instead of chafing the skin.
diablo
Master Don Juan
Neosporin, or a good moisturizer. If you want to go hardcore, get Bactroban from your doctor. It's to Neosporin what the atom bomb is to firecrackers.
"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.
diablo
Master Don Juan
Tell him that you have a cut and you'd like some bactroban for it... it's just a super-strength tube of neosporin, with no potential for abuse, so he's not likely to ask you anything else regarding it. If you want to tell him the whole story instead of letting it go away on its own (which it will) then go ahead - unless he was born a priest, I'm willing to bet he's probably had similiar issues at some point in his life.