Target_100
Senior Don Juan
- Joined
- Apr 16, 2004
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Banged: the dikk inside the vagina. Oral, fingering etc. doesn't count.
I'll start off: 16.
I'll start off: 16.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
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.
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.
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.
:cheer: THE WINNER!!!! :cheer:DrD77 said:i lost count after 0.
I find the most of this post to be true; but at the same time I quit counting because once I hit double digits (awhile back) I stopped caring about numbers. All that a number does is impress another guy and most of it is bull**** as #3 puts it. Ironically I have never meet a single person guy or girl who has slept with over 20 people and can give an exact count. Most people over 10 dont know exact numbers. I'm not claiming to be enlightened for this or down playing anyones claims, but I also lost count since it wasn't that big a deal and could care less if someone doubts me.Rex Man said:Wow, I did a poll a ways back and got MUCH better responses. That's because they didn't have to forfeit their anonymity to answer. What you fail to realize, Target, is that insecure people HATE the feeling of being judged. Therefore they will do 1 of 3 three things.
1) Not answer (Nothing wrong with that)
2) Obviously bullsh!t (1,347 exempli gratia, no biggie but can be annoying)
or
3) Bullsh!t and pass it on as reality (my personal pet peeve)
Blah, but just wait until you get the 'enlightened ones' telling you how immature you are or those that must claim you only screwed UG's to get past their #. It helps them sleep at night. I'm on your side, but I"m giving you fair warning.
That said, my number is 49. And I'm comfortable with it....until number 50 comes along!![]()
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.
x2.skirtChaser said:I'm now only keeping track of the women I haven't porked yet.
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.