You just don’t see it and mostly because you don’t think they would.

Today I’ll spare you the thinker or the triggering post. I saw a question over at asktrp that got me thinking. How do you gauge a woman’s interest?

Captain Obvious and the Vagina of Tomorrow

Ok, sometimes it doesn’t take a lot of brains to see what’s up, but men get stupid when pussy is on the line. Obvious sex is obvious.

But sometimes we are that stupid. So imagine this. You’ve been invited over to see some hot chick. She’s greets you at the door in a robe (and it’s pretty clear that is all she has on). She spends the next half hour showing you pictures of herself—yeah, this is a weird woman thing. She literally says the words, “I’m on birth control.”

What do you think? She wants sex?

Yeah, I didn’t get any ass that night. The next day I asked a friend, “what do you think she wants?” His response? “I think she wants to fuck.” I don’t think he was impressed with my intellectual abilities and skills at deduction at that moment. If a woman talks about sex, she is thinking about sex. Keep it going, dumbass.

Once over the phone: “If you were to come over right now, how would it go?” (I actually caught LCF saying this exact thing to another guy over text message. He was equally stupid.)

In person: ”I haven’t gotten any in a while”. And then a chuckle.

In a small group: “Hold this for a second.” And she pulls off her shirt, hands it to me and puffs up her tits.

Over a drinking game, along with my best friend and his partner in a soon to be sexless marriage: “When’s the last time you got laid?”

Ok, I did fuck that last one, but otherwise I’m a fucking dumbass. So is she talking to you and not to everyone else? Is she talking about sex? Is she querying your opinion on the matter? For fuck sake, it’s time to go with it.

4… 3… 2… Never mind.

And hurry. Every offer for sex from a woman has an expiration date. Of that list only one I moved on immediately and it was a success. I got around trying with the rest, but it went nowhere. The lesson:

Women don’t need you for sex.

They got dick on tap 24/7. They don’t need to sacrifice a shred of ego to get fucked, while expecting us to shred ourselves to get a taste of ass. If the door is open, walk through it before it slams shut and she opens it up for someone else.

Back to reality

But ok, that’s not how it works the vast majority of time. Women can be that obvious and it’s important to act quickly, but that is not the norm.

Somewhere between her screaming “FUCK ME” and her ignoring you is how most sex begins. The key is to understand that escalation means exactly that—-it starts out subtle and works its way to obvious. You are looking for signs of acceleration.

She touched your arm.

She closed in on your personal space.

She makes displays of her body--adjusts herself, lifts her tail or various sorts of movement that isn’t just casual stance.

Touch her shoulder.

Move a little closer.

Well, don’t adjust yourself, but I find orienting more towards her has the same effect.

Act. React. If she is interested, she will play along. She might go cold though and dial it back. That’s ok. Maybe she changed her mind. She gets to do that. Or she is testing.

And this is where all the spergs fail and walk it off with a dry dick (or a prison sentence).

You are fiddling with a yo-yo, not a whaling harpoon. If she is dialing back IOI that she has already displayed, dial one back yourself. Turn from her slightly, move a bit, etc. If she reengages, engage back. If she doesn’t, then try to reengage yourself. If it doesn’t work, then maybe it really has gone cold. Or she echos back and things start heating up again.

And that’s my point here. You aren’t playing a video game. There is no set path to victory. What you are doing is an interactive experience with an actual human. They are playing the game too. And they escalate too. And they give up too. Likewise, at some point you need to give up too. Either it works or it doesn’t.

Clean cup, move down. And don’t be a little bitch about it...

They don’t NEED to sacrifice ego, but they will.

She put polaroid pictures of her ass, tits and snatch into my desk drawer, but never talked to me directly. I didn’t find out who was doing it until two years after I left that company.

She would put pubic hairs into my coffee cup. My exec assistant caught her twice, but covered for her the first time.

She got my number from a friend, then called me and told me how much she liked me and how “willing” she was. She forgot to tell me who she was and I had no way to get back to her. Found out three years later it was the super cute blonde chick that lived around the corner.

While I was on stage horrifying (and amusing) everyone with drunk karaoke, she ran up to me, grabbed by head and shoved her tongue down my throat in front of 80+ onlookers. I didn’t even know her name.

Those weren’t the same people. It’s a smattering of examples of what women will do to can get THAT GUY—not a singular shit given to ego, optics or consequences. So while learning how to play the escalation game is good. It’s even better to become THAT GUY where they can’t help but escalate with you. You better not ask me how to do that…