Simple, right? Go fuck 10 other women. Obviously.

So, I got burned by The One again, and decided I'd had enough of it. Deleted her from my phone and vowed never to call her again. Found Seddit a month or so later, and started working on my game. I've been around for a bit but never really thought about game as something to work on. Inner game and approach anxiety are my big weaknesses, but just getting out there and doing it gets the confidence going and everything builds. Now, a few months later, I've #closed dozens, k-closed several and f-closed more than a few. Some of the #s and Ks are due for escalation, some have flaked. I Don't Care.

Well, I care, but I'm not worried about it. I'm doing my thing, not even thinking about The One and I get a random text "Hi! I just passed you." from a number that isn't stored and I don't recognize (never dialed her number for realz) so I text back "Who is this?" Get back, "It's [The One]. I'm sorry."

That was a month ago, and since then I've continued making approaches and closing everything I can. Found some terrific women, and I'm really loving life. Last week, I get a call from a number that I now know is The One's, decide that since I'm already at a point where I don't necessarily want her back, I'll go ahead and answer it. She apologizes for bothering me, but is looking for some help and has exhausted all other avenues available. I refuse to help, and begin idle chit chat. Catching up, yadayada. Her new BF is being kinda dickish, whatev's I don't care. So after a few minutes I press her on why she called me and she fesses up that she really just wanted an excuse to talk to me. "Yeah, I know." More idle chit chat, talk about being friends yadayada, I tell her that'd be great we should hang and all that.

This call came just before going on a date with the current target, a truly amazing woman that's totally into me. And so I come away a winner. The One wants me back (even though she didn't say it, I know it and at that point even if I'm wrong I'm still riding the confidence), but I'm not a basket case talking to her hoping she lets me back into her life because it's ME that's got to decide to let her back into MY life. And I'm not deciding right now, because I've got better shit to do.

Go on the date, K-close but logistics aren't in place for the F-close. Doesn't matter, she says we're going on more dates ASAP, and the F-close is only a matter of time.

Week later, The One calls again. Asks about the women in my life (brought up in previous convo), keeps wanting more details, but I leave her wanting. Wants to know what I'm doing tomorrow (nothing got the day off and was just gonna lounge by the pool, but I lie and tell her about a bunch of plans and whatever) she wants to get lunch or something. "Nah babe, I don't really do that anymore, but you could come by in the afternoon and get in the pool for a bit if you want." "OK, I'll call you when I get up."

10am next morning (early for her to be up) phone rings and it's her. She wants to know when she can come over, and I put significant time restraints on her to push it closer to evening. She comes over and we spend the afternoon swimming, talking about her BF and how she's not happy and all the girls in my life and how happy I am. Lot's of teasing, with lots of very gentle and subtle kino mixed in. I can get away with a lot, because of our past relationship, but I don't want to push it too far into a sexual thing yet. Still rebuilding comfort.

Then it hits me and I realize I'm treating her like a target and I'm naturally calibrating with her. Even before we were out of the pool and cooking dinner, I knew I was getting laid. If I wanted to. ;-)

Cook, tease, kino, compliance tests... Everything. Dinner's great (pasta is dead fucking simple guys and every chick loves alfredo, impress her by learning to make it from scratch it's so easy), she's so relaxed and when I invite her upstairs to show her something she practically runs up the steps. I don't even remember what I was showing her, and she's just laying on the bed watching whatever on the computer screen, practically inviting me to come and take her. So, I don't. ;-)

Instead I come lay by her, and just snuggle a bit. Nothing crazy, she's not ready to cheat. Start stroking the hair for a bit, and then when she asks what I'm doing without moving away, I go for the kill and 5 minutes later we're naked and writhing about.

TL;DR Don't. If she's going to come back, she will. In the meantime, improve your life and when she does come back she'll be that much more attracted to you.

Later (probably tomorrow), I'll post how I dealt with letting her know what place she might be able to have in my life, if that's what she wants.

EDIT: Can't make that post I promised tonight, look for it tomorrow.. She's here trying to be part of my life.