Solomon
Master Don Juan
She told you upfront what she wanted, no strings attach, yes or no? I always thought I would say no....
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.
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.
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.
Warrior74 said:I have. I don't recommend it.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
I didn't know she was married. Apparently she was house sitting for her friend. She told me it was her house. We stayed there having sex all weekend, on sunday night her husband showed up with a gun looking to kill me. I snuck out the back and to my car, he had no idea what I looked like so i walked calmly right past him and drove off.Solomon said:what happend warrior?
Warrior74 said:I didn't know she was married. Apparently she was house sitting for her friend. She told me it was her house. We stayed there having sex all weekend, on sunday night her husband showed up with a gun looking to kill me. I snuck out the back and to my car, he had no idea what I looked like so i walked calmly right past him and drove off.
A few months later i went home with a random from the club. I woke up to her 6'3 football player boyfriend trying to get in her bedroom. Ended up jumping off the second story balcony, twisting my ankle. Lost my shirt and shoes, but at least my wallet & keys where in my jeans.
:crackup: great stuff !!! (for afterwards)Warrior74 said:I didn't know she was married. Apparently she was house sitting for her friend. She told me it was her house. We stayed there having sex all weekend, on sunday night her husband showed up with a gun looking to kill me. I snuck out the back and to my car, he had no idea what I looked like so i walked calmly right past him and drove off.
A few months later i went home with a random from the club. I woke up to her 6'3 football player boyfriend trying to get in her bedroom. Ended up jumping off the second story balcony, twisting my ankle. Lost my shirt and shoes, but at least my wallet & keys where in my jeans.
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 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.