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Ten First Date Tips (For Men)

I just read some dating tips and wow did some of those tips make me want to barf. I mean I guess bringing up reality tv shows might work if the only type of women you want to date are shallow drama queens.

But if you are looking for a woman with a bit more class, try these out.


 Note: these are tips for after you've gotten her to agree to go out with you!

First, be clear in communicating when and where you want to see her and that YOU WANT TO SEE HER!!!! Feeling wanted is a basic human need. Feeling needed is a burden. Be okay if she has other stuff to do.

Second, keep your word. Be a little early or on time but don't be late. Women crave security. If you're not there then it gives the impression you could disappear at any moment in the future and it makes it hard to trust what you say from there forward.

Third, Be Attentive. This is a big one. There is no greater aphrodisiac than a man's laser-focused attention to what a woman is saying and thinking. Add in a great deal of direct eye contact which creates a sense of intimacy and releases "love" chemicals in the brain and there's a good chance you'll get a kiss goodnight or more!

*On the definitely NOT going to get a good night kiss list of sins: if you ditch her to go and speak to other women, expect her to ditch you. Again women crave security and if you spend one second off with other women leaving her alone, she may not be there when you get back. Instead, grab her hand and bring her along introducing her to your female friends. Make it clear you are with her and they aren't allowed to take up too much of your time together.

Fourth, Make physical contact in the first five to ten minutes of the date, your hand on her back guiding her through the door, touching her arm, just a split second of contact to convey your attraction!

Fifth, ideally, you will be following each other's leads if she's being playful, be playful back.

*If she's feeling content and stationery that's a good time to make first contact. Brush her hair back from her face or find some other way to groom her. Grooming shows a caring instinct. Even apes do it when mating. Apes pick bugs off each other. You can handle finding an imaginary piece of lint on her sweater!

Sixth, Loud. I'm not saying yell, but use your deep sexy baritone to make people listen from getting the waiter's attention, to the guy shoving her out of the way to get out of café. *If you confront someone treating her badly in an assertive peaceful manner it shows not only are you an alpha male but that she is safe and protected with you. ***Note: Know the difference between assertive and ass!


Seventh, or should I stop counting? IGNORE YOUR PHONE! Her time is important. If she's just blown off blogging and a ton of other work responsibilities or friends to spend time with you, make sure you're giving that time to her and not your phone! To a woman of value, time is valuable. Don't make her feel like she's wasting it when she's with you!!!!

Eighth, create positive anchors. If her favorite childhood memory is of riding horses, take a walk by some horses and stop to feed them. *Horses are always trying to get the long grass just outside their pasture!
Ninth,  Keep the conversation original. Have some unique info to share, some witty humor, ask about what makes her unique or excited!

Above all RESPECT HER BOUNDARIES! If she avoids kissing you don't keep trying to lay one on her!


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