I'm sure I'm not alone in thinking this, but for me there's nothing more attractive than when a girl helps nurse you back to health when you're sick.

In my BP days I occasionally had girls I could say I was "seeing". We would go on dates, hang out, and if I was lucky maybe we eventually had sex. When I look back I notice that there was a distinct lack of genuine intimacy between us because I never established a proper masculine frame, and I'm pretty sure my looks and tall stature were doing almost all the work.

FF to this past April. I had been spinning plates like a circus freak since the beginning of August (I was living in a fraternity house) and had absolutely run rafshad over the hordes of "adventurous" freshman girls. After seven months of this, I met a girl at a bar who intellectually intrigued me for the first time in a long while.

I got her number, we started talking and we went out. During our dinner I managed to run pretty immaculate game. When I dropped her off she was almost visibly clinging to me, begging me not to leave with every ounce of her body language. I decided to forgo pregaming with the guys, maybe I would just go straight to the bars later.

Didn't happen. Thus commenced the most passionate sex I have ever had. We literally just talked and boned until the sun came up. After one date, I was almost certain this girl was in love with me.

About a week later I came down with a pretty bad case of bronchitis. I was coughing up flubber looking shit and feeling like absolute garbage. When I told her about it, she told me to come over so she could make me feel better. I was pretty sure having sex in my current state would have been pretty difficult, but I went, walked in, and immediately curled up in her bed.

She spent the rest of the day there with me. Her bedside manner almost combated that of my mother. She made me soup, fixed me a hot water bottle, and was just a generally comforting presence while I drifted in and out of naps.

Like I said, I had had girls on this relationship level in the past, but none of them had ever showed an interest in caring for me while I was sick or in bad shape. This was the first time I had applied RPT to what ended up becoming an LTR and this was my first firsthand experience of how it can be beneficial in ways other than sex.

If you can bring out her natural feminine instincts, you know your game is going well.

TL;DR: You can gauge a woman's love and respect for you with how they treat you when things aren't going perfectly