Story

This is a walk down memory lane for me. I'm sharing it because I think it's instructive.

I was in college, and lived on campus. I had gone to visit friends who lived off-campus one night, and stayed the night there. So, the next day, I was waiting for the bus by their apartment complex, hung over, unshowered, when I saw a hot Russian woman, at least 10 years older than me, standing nearby. I went to chat with her a bit. I was using my B- game at best, yet she was really responsive and hooked in. Let's call her Ivanna.

A car swung by and pulled over near her. She talked to the driver, and she asked me if I was going to the college campus. I said yes. She invited me aboard, and the driver agreed grudgingly.

The driver was a butch-looking young woman who gave me the stink eyes from hell. That is what a friend-zoner looks like: giving a stranger, who is competing for the same person, a ride because they don't have the self-respect to speak their truth, and, to top it all off, blaming their competitor for it all.

At the end, when we arrived on campus, they dropped me off and Ivanna gave me her card. I hadn't even asked. I took it and emailed her (that's all the card had on it).

Ivanna,

I enjoyed meeting you the other day. Why don't we meet again. I'd like to explore just what makes you tick.

Sincerely,

S. Bro

Something like that. We exchanged phone numbers and made plans. Get this. She invited me to her house. Readers, do yourselves a favor, and put something soft on your palms. Your foreheads will thank you.

I wasn't prepared for this. My experiences with seduction thus far have revolved around starting from zero, escalating, i.e., earning everything you get. She was doing everything short of taking her clothes off for me, and I didn't know how to recognize it, much less respond.

I went to her place. It was supposed to rain. She brought a plate with bite-sized pieces of cheese, and I brought a plastic container full of chopped fruit. We munched in her kitchen, and she mentioned her roommate isn't home. She kept looking at me like she was expecting something, but I kept thinking "there's no way I can just kiss her out of nowhere. I haven't done anything to build up to it."

Finally, we went out for a walk. By the second half of the walk, I had my hand on her lower back, and we were talking about fuck-knows-what. I was thinking we'd come back to her place and do the deed now that I had "escalated".

We got to her place, and she looked up the bus schedule for me, and said "you'd better catch your bus or you'll have to wait an hour until the next one" and ushered me out the door.

And that's the story of how I visited a girl at her home and didn't realize she wanted me to fuck her.

Conclusion

Seduction methodologies offer you sets of rules, guidelines, and techniques to execute in certain situations. But that's just how those methodologies work under the situations they're designed to work in. In some situations, you don't really need any methodology, you're already home. Pun intended.

The one true rule is the state of mind the women you're seducing is in, and what it makes her receptive to. Just like the most important thing to do while driving is to pay attention to the road, the most important thing to be doing when seducing is to be aware of what the woman is feeling, where her attention is, and what she's nonverbally inviting you to do.

Because, sometimes, you don't need to do anything, and doing what you think you need to do might just exhaust her patience rather than get you where you think you're headed.