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.
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.
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 love it. I get pissed at my girl when she won't let me (i.e. after a day of being out and about without showering)Mayfly said:Yeah man. I have no bones about doing it because I just love doin it that much. I have several awesome tips if anyone is interested in them.
you been watching The Sopranos or something?Mayfly said:I must say I enjoy going down on girls. It is easily a hobby of mine. But why is it a taboo to talk about or say you enjoy doing it? Discuss!
i agree with you...DarkLight said:Who said it was Taboo?
The pvssy is delicious... granted its delicious!
The only reason I could think peeps see it "taboo" is cause your servicing her.
But fvck... if you enjoy snackin the clam, than its pleasure for you too.
So fvck the "taboo" perspective on it.
(as long as she's returning the gift... alls good!)
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
Thats one reason I've never ate pvssy yet. I'm afraid of it tasting like old trout or something. I wanna try though.azzak said:i used to love it and do it all the time. but then i had a gf who lacked in the pu$$y hygeine department and it smelt and tasted horrible. like stale fish is the closest comparison i can think of. well i dunno if she was actually unclean down there, since she was a rich girl and always pretty done up, maybe it was just her personal smell and taste, either way its kinda turned me off eatin pu$$y since then.
not to say ill never do it again, just not that keen on it. i guess i just need to find a hottie with a nice clean freshly shaven ***** to get back into it
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.