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If The Nice Guy Was A Woman

Your Lack Of Edge Is What Hinders Your Success

When I started to chat with her Bumble with this woman, she surprised me as she did not sound like the usual NPC. I let the conversation flow. 35yo Business Owner and Tech Angel Investor.

Although she displayed the usual Boss Babe objective attributes, interestingly enough, she was very feminine in her approach, bar her War and Peace Agenda frontloading. When she asked for mine, I refused to disclose it because I hate this unseductive approach to meeting people. She used the love language angle to get there.

"How should I know what would resonate with you if you are unwilling to share?"

"The joy is in the discovery, not its overt matching arbitrage."

She was very naïve in her approach to dating, which was amusingly refreshing. I speculated that she must not have been on the apps for long, which she confirmed after breaking up with her past 2-year relationship.

Before the meeting, she called me for a vibe check, as she had agreed to make a 1h20 trip to see me.

There was a good back and forth; she tried to qualify me, but eventually, I used that to make her talk about herself and her history, only for her to realise afterwards.

She eventually joined me at my usual bar. She was even prettier than her pictures, slim, and dressed conservatively.

Before the date, I already had a fair idea of the type of girl; very few long-term relationships with less than 6 months gap between them.

When I ordered my Picante, she ordered a Virgin Mojito.

"Oh, so you are that type of Girl."

She went on explaining she does not drink much these days and she would be wrecked the next day if she did. I sympathised with her as I understood where she came from, as I don't drink as much either, but I make exceptions on the odd date.

She reaffirmed that she would instead keep it as such.

I eye rolled. She then went on to ask me if that was a problem.

"Most women are not interesting enough for me to enjoy their company when they are sober".

"I will take on the challenge".

We continued chatting. She does not use social media, does not watch TV, and practices sports and walks daily. She hates displaying her wealth and wears very little makeup. She had a standard handbag, and when asked, she did not go to all the popular travel destinations. She explained that 90% of guys are out of the dating pool because of her situation.

Her previous relationship suffered because of it; she did not mind supporting the guy she was with, as she was in her feelings before realising her ex was broke. He primarily relied on his family's existing infrastructure, from which she initially thought was his. But he did not feel comfortable with her being the primary breadwinner. She went on to say that it affected their sex life.

"I am sorry to hear that you are underfucked".

She laughed and thought about denying it before holding herself back.

"It is cool you can say that you have been getting dicked since to make up for it. No judgment".

She denied.

We had a nice chat with a bit of sexualisation, although she was very reserved in disclosing more.

When I gradually escalated, she went along, but I could feel the nervousness.

I did not want to use Game tools to reach the next stage. I purposely avoided changing the venue to fast-pace the illusion of connection, nor did I want to seed the pull back to mine as it would take away the non-contrived nature of the interaction in its essence. So, I invited her back to mine. She started objecting, saying it was too early to be comfortable doing so. I did not want to address the objection, but she suggested going to another bar, which I accepted as I still enjoyed the conversation.

When we left the place, both bars I had in mind were closed, so I took her to the Subway station, which disappointed her. I told her the only open place was a dive bar (Wetherspoons), but she wanted to go with me regardless. We went there, and I eventually got her back to the station when we finished our drink.

Unprompted, she told me she would text me when she arrived home.

When I returned home, I texted this chick I had matched with earlier on Bumble. When she asked, I said I could meet her this evening, already discounting the outcome of the previous date. The 26-year-old was with her friend, who had just returned from travelling abroad and was looking to get drunk and party.

She asked me to join them, but I fell asleep before I could be asked to move my ass.

I don't doubt that the woman I went on a date with will have no problem finding a man, but I won't bother seeing her again despite her pleasant company. However, as a guy used to good R-rated movies, it felt like watching Nickelodeon productions with your little cousin at the movie theatre. You enjoyed the company, but it was too tame to be bothered going again to watch it. The narrative tropes are so overdone and predictable. Still, they can be pleasing to watch in short doses.

When you have had submissive sluts in bed from the get-go, it is very hard to go back; dealing with a prude at the beginning who even may be a freak in bed with time, training and comfort feels like drudgery. I knew it was not a matter of her not liking me enough but a lack of security in her sexuality, and this was a dealbreaker for anything serious going forward.

If you have gained experience, this is one of the things you will have to face. The dark side you have entertained and the extent to which it represents your inner soul numb you to anything that looks like PG-13 and below.

Some experienced guys will want to entertain the Madonna because their light side is more potent than their dark one instead of the imagery of the whore. This will be even more the case if they are family-orientated.

Lesson:

You can see as a guy how you can come across to a woman if she places you in the nice guy category. You have all the green flags, but you lack any edge that makes her see you as a lover because there is that rawness missing in you. That unapologetic caveman-like behaviour, or that masculine aura, which, if she cannot feel that in you, will have you put in the husband material category, is just another expression for the nice guy who eventually wins.

It is acceptable for a woman to be the nice girl, as men like to protect a harmless being, but a man will only be considered as such when she has interests other than the one you would like her to have towards you, as no women respect a harmless guy.

My reading of the situation with her was eventually confirmed by the following texts she sent me this morning.

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