Many here think seduction is a process of picking up lots of women on a constant basis. Sure, the art can be used to do this, however sometimes a longer lasting seduction can be just as rewarding.  Rewind to August. I was in the thick of a long streak of picking up women on a nightly basis. I could literally do no wrong. It was getting to the point where approaching women wasn't even close to my mindset. I was walking into bars with such swagger that in a matter of minutes I would have several targets situating themselves around me in the hopes of conversation. One night, I was at one of my best pickup locations, this great Motown party that happens every Saturday. Gentlemen, if I can impart one piece of advice that will not only make you better at picking up women, but ensure you always have a good time, please learn how to dance. If you can look confident and comfortable on a dancefloor, you don't even have to open your mouth to get a girl hooked. This is a great method for those with high AA. I digress. So, I'm dancing away and make eye contact with an incredibly beautiful young woman who is dancing and having a great time, with her assets properly on display for all to see. We lock eyes. And I mean lock. We smile and meet in the middle. We dance together for a moment and I tell her my name. She tells me hers. Let's call her L. We cannot stop staring at each other even though we are inches away from one another, and it is painfully obvious that we want to rip each others clothes off. I tell her, "I hate this place". She asks why. I say, "because it would be inappropriate for me to do the things I want to do to you here." She smiles, tells me she can't find her friends anyways and that we should go. We walk about 15 minutes back to her place and have a great night in her bed. Chatting in the morning, she divulges that she has recently gotten out of a LTR. And by recent I mean 5 days ago. She went to the bar looking for a guy to pickup and I was the winner, "because I really like your beard." oh, I guess that's tip number two. Grow a fucking beard and I know some of you can't, but please men, do not shave any part of your body besides your balls. Women love men. Not boys. Chest hair is a huge turn on for 90% of women. It shows maturity and masculinity. Anyways, I give her a kiss, get her phone number and leave. I'm pretty good at text game so over the next few days, teased joked and flirted my way to a real date. Usually if a girl was so obviously rebounding, I wouldn't touch her with a ten foot pole, but this girl was super hot and funny and I wanted to cheer her up. We went to an awesome restaurant and shared a bunch of Japanese izakaya(tapas) plates. Then drinks. Then her bed again. My god was the sex incredible. We had such intense chemistry. By being forward about my intentions, and making light of the fact that I was quite obviously "just a rebound" this girl was hooked from the start. She professed to be emotionally unavailable, so I made sure she knew I was just plain unavailable. We started seeing each other more and more and I continued seeing other people, but i was measuring other girls up to her, however there was no comparison. I wondered if i actually really liked her or if i was just getting sick of the ONSs and only wanted her because i  knew i couldnt have her. We were getting a little too intense, in a good way, but after two months she called me one day and told me we needed to cool off. She was scared and everything was happening too fast. I thought she was being silly, but she was dead serious. So I wished her luck, and hung up. For days I wanted to call her or text her but I resisted. Seduction is about making her need you and I wasn't giving her the time of day. She wanted me to contact her, but why would I waste my time trying to convince a girl who "dumped" me to spend time with me. I had other girls that needed attention anyways. Three weeks later she calls me and tells me she left a sweater at my place. I tell her I'll be at the park all day and she can come get it from there. She says, "I'd really rather come pick it up from your place". Point taken. She came by later, we talked for a bit, I sat far away from her on the couch and she inched closer. After laughing like we used to, I said, "am I the only one here who wants to makeout?" "definitely not." she jumps on me and we kiss like the ship is going down. Then, as she is straddling me, I motion with my head to my bedroom and say, "soooo...one more for old times sake?" with a huge shit eating grin on my face. We have awesome sex and are right back where we were 3 weeks ago. She can't get enough of me. And now the ball is in my court. I make it obvious that I'm unimpressed with her poor decision to cut me loose. She must earn back my trust.  By not being needy and obsessive she wanted me even more than before the breakup. This is written all the time but it's so important to realize and know that you are the prize. She has to work for your time. If I'd called her and texted when we weren't together, she would be gone like the wind. But we've been seeing each other since, and it's fucking awesome. I continue to seduce her on a day to say basis with funny texts, phone calls, and body language when we are together. I've rambled on long enough, but I guess my point is, is that it's ok to be with only one girl every now and then. This isn't a game of numbers and to those that say it is, I question your manhood, and the need to be validated in such a manner. I like this one. You guys can have the rest.