TL;DR: Came to seddit to cure myself of chronic keno-phobia and debilitating oneitis. Applied what I learned with success. Spent months slowly and casually stringing along five girls. Almost lost the best one, but maintained my cool. Now she's in love with me.

Firstly, thanks seddit. I came here because despite my numerous attractive qualities, I was consistently failing to elicit sexual chemistry with the women I was attracted to. I've learned some things from you guys and now my life is different.

I'm going to tell you a bit about me, a bit about what I've learned, and a bit about how I successfully applied what you've taught me.

I'm 28 and have a large network of friends including many close female friends. So, I never have to cold approach to meet new women. My friends bring them around and introduce me using very complimentary terms. I'm smart, fun, pretty confident, mildly attractive, a great listener, a natural leader, and possess passions for several interesting hobbies. On paper, I look like a guy who would have no trouble with women. But I always possessed one fatal flaw. I simply couldn't cultivate a woman's initial attraction to me into a sexual relationship. The more I liked a girl, the more I listened to her, the taller I built her pedestal, and the more sleazy I felt about the very concept of putting the moves on her. I treated women like a friend or a sister and their attraction for me withered away. I was so guarded against escalating and touching that twice I literally had a girl sneak into my bed after a party and undress before I finally made the moves. In fact, almost all of my sexual experiences involved a girl coming onto me after tiring of waiting for me to man up. That, or I would get drunk enough to let go and sloppily put the moves on a girl for an empty one night stand.

Recognizing my shortcomings, I lurked my way through a sizable portion of seddit content. I slowly applied it to my person. First, I started touching every girl I interacted with, and I did it a lot. Those girls that I used to crush on that I turned into my close friends? I pick them up in a bear hug as soon as I see them and swing them around playfully. Or I give them a non-sexual big kiss on the cheek with lots of exaggerated kissing noises while laughing and saying I'm happy to see them. Or I brush some lint off their shirt, or a gnat from their hair. I do this to foster my own comfort and also to demonstrate to any other women that might be around that I'm the kind of guy by whom women are comfortable being touched. I don't even think about it anymore. I'm just a hands on kind of guy now.

I also tweaked my conversation style to be a little more sexual. I slowed down my speech patterns when talking to a woman. Got comfortable adding pauses with a subtle look that says, "I want to do dirty things to you." I stopped sharing personal feelings and experiences to bolster conversation - stayed mysterious. I eliminated two terrible conversational habits I had: trying to demonstrate value by subtly bragging, and going out of my way to try to make a girl laugh. People much prefer talking to someone who is simply enjoying the conversation over taking to someone with hidden agendas or a try-hard. I also started using imperative sentences more. "Come to my place Thursday at 8. I'm going to take you out for some fun," has a much higher success rate than, "What are you doing on Thursday?" The imperative commands respect and demonstrates confidence.

In a fairly short time, I had five girls that I knew were attracted to me and had a chance with. These were all attractive girls with great personalities. I'm not the kind of guy who just wants to have sex with every girl I can, but having more than one girl on my line kept me from putting any one on a pedestal. I wasn't needy because I had options. I was filled with confidence because, fuck, I had five girls that liked me. I played it very slow with all of them and kept them guessing about how much I liked them. I could carefully flirt with one in front of the other and make them compete for my attention. I could neglect them without freaking out, because I always had one of them to hang out with.

Eventually, things got a little more heated with one in particular - Katie. She was the one I liked the most and with whom I felt most compatible. We had been very casually and sporadically sleeping together, and all the while I was still doing my thing with the other girls. Katie started texting me constantly throughout the day and saying things to indicate that she wanted to be my girlfriend.

But then the communication stopped, without explanation. I wanted to go back to my old ways and confront her about it and tell her how much I liked her and needily ask her how much she liked me and ask her to be my girlfriend as some sort of pathetic Hail Mary. I didn't. Instead, I took her off the list and focused on the other girls. I found out that Katie had gone on a blind date with some other guy and that's why things fizzled out. A couple weeks later I saw them out together and she appeared to be losing interest in this guy that she introduced as, "a friend." I met him. He was a sad-sack. So, after we went our separate ways I used every bit of testosterone I had to send the text, "Yeah, so, ditch the wet blanket and come over and have some fun with us tonight." "Us" being a few mutual friends. The subtext there was, "I'm jealous. I'm more of a man than this guy. And I want to fuck you tonight." The old me was far too afraid of rejection and too detrimentally polite to ever consider sending such a message. She didn't respond because I was way out of line. But soon after she stopped seeing sad-sack and slowly started texting me more. Recently, she told me that my text had made her swoon.

When the time was right, I finally asked her out on a real date. Then a few more. I knew she was really starting to like me, but I fought the urge to let her know how much I liked her. I stopped hanging out with the other girls. I wanted Katie. Then on one of our dates, we walked up on a particularly frightening homeless guy. As we approached, I put my hand on the small of her back and ushered to my other side so that I could be between she and the guy. She melted and minutes later she broke down and asked if she could be my girlfriend and said she loves me. I said, "Of course you're my girlfriend," as if she should have known all along.