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.
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.
I'm very new to the **** community, but even I can tell you that this is a very bad idea. Silk is a very bad material to tie people up with, because it has a tendency to slide along itself, and as a result, tighten. This results in knots that are very hard to undo without pulling out scissors, as well as the loops tightening arould whatever limbs you tied up, resulting in pinched nerves and cut off blood flow.Originally posted by Sir_Chancealot
For example, use your Tie to tie her hands behind her back.
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.
I neva knew all ties were made of silkOriginally posted by nick012000
I'm very new to the **** community, but even I can tell you that this is a very bad idea. Silk is a very bad material to tie people up with, because it has a tendency to slide along itself, and as a result, tighten. This results in knots that are very hard to undo without pulling out scissors, as well as the loops tightening arould whatever limbs you tied up, resulting in pinched nerves and cut off blood flow.
I would have expected better from a guide entitled "Advanced sexual techniques.![]()
And I have to speculate as to whether you've had a tendency to pick up closeted submissives.![]()
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
This, in my opinion, is the single most important thread on SS. Ignore it at your peril.rocco said:i think sir chance olots article is making sex overly complicated.
here's my alternative advice:
"just do it!"
there ya go, now i charge ya 5,000 dolla.
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.
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.