Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
*Drool* aahhhh this is my favorite. if she's not that heavy (and most girls aren't) i'll pick her up and do it standing. Take advantage of gravitySmoothTalker said:Regular missionary except with her legs up on your shoulders is great too, but be careful, if you're on the longer side or she's a bit shallow it can be painful from smacking her cervix.
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.
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.
BUKAKKE!!!!speakeasy said:If people need to stretch their imagination as to what "wild sex" is, just watch some Japanese porn. I don't know how they come up with some of that sh*t over there.
You're saying you have no problem mixing your man goo with that of 3 to ∞ other men on a woman's face?oakraiderz2 said:BUKAKKE!!!!
No thats gross sh*t, not my style. Crazy japanese sex was mentioned so i responded with...my response cause its funny to say.Aragon034 said:You're saying you have no problem mixing your man goo with that of 3 to ∞ other men on a woman's face?
I don't know whether to be amused, disgusted, or impressed.
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.
******* pales in comparison to Arianna Jolie's 65 guy anal creampie. That is just unbelievable. Must have been a river of jizz next time she took a crap.oakraiderz2 said:No thats gross sh*t, not my style. Crazy japanese sex was mentioned so i responded with...my response cause its funny to say.
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.