In the dark of night in clubs you’ll find them with a look of anticipation in their eyes. Out over the plains of parks and malls you can hear their sexually frustrated groans. Over e-mail, text message and even long distance, they exist, but long for the sweet mercy of closure. Doomed to revolve around

Once I’m in deep conversation with a woman, I generally don’t use pre-scripted material. I like to just go with the flow and really get to know her. But at some point, if I’m getting to know her well, I like to turn the conversation sexual. Turning the conversation sexual is one of the most

You start talking to a girl. Sometimes it’s totally on. It’s obvious the girl is into you. Other times, it’s totally not on. It’ s obvious this girl wants you to go the fuck away. But particularly when starting out in this game, in the majority of interactions with women, you are in a space

It’s Friday early evening. My friend said he’d go with me to a concert. It’s a band I really like. But then I get a text from him saying he’s feeling sick and staying home. None of my other friends are interested in going. Should I go to the show all alone? A huge part

There was a while when I was getting better with women. And I was hooking up a lot more than I ever had in my life. But for some reason, the sex was getting worse–at least for me. I was enjoying it less. It felt more mechanical and less fun. Part of it was that

I recently sat down with a gorgeous girl friend of mine and talked about her experiences with men and getting physical. Whatever you thought about sexual escalation and women, think again… You recently went on a date. What happened? I met this guy at a party and he asked me for my number. He texted

A Question from a Reader: Eric, I rent a room from one of my buddies who owns a house. He and his girlfriend are both out of town for the week on vacation. His girlfriend asked one of her friends to stay at the house and sit for their cat. Her friend is an 18-year-old

We’ve just met. We’re toward the end of our first drink, sitting in this bar. I’ve been bantering with her a little. Connecting with her a little. A little bit of kino on the arm. Then I drop all conversation. I could continue to banter or connect, but I don’t. Instead I just sit there

As luck would have it, I end up sitting next to this very cute girl on the plane. It’s a night flight to LA. The aisle is three seats across. I’m sitting in the window seat and there’s another woman on the other side of the cute girl. I start talking about some guy who

I could feel my blood start to boil. She was awesome. We’d been flirting for three days over text message. “I want to be petted,” she’d texted me. “Will you purr.” I responded. “If you do it right,” she says. I was going to be out for the rest of the week so I text