New rule: delete previous rules

New rule #1: when asked only by you, women are happy to honestly answer all your questions.

New rule #2: women feel closer to you as the questions get more personal.

New rule #3: women become more likely to do your bidding as they feel closer to you.

Michael walked over to the 2 women in sundresses. They looked to be in their mid 20’s and were wearing pastel masks that seemed to match their dresses. “What are y’all talking about?”

The brunette turned to him. “My friend and I were talking about our crummy sex lives.”

“Oh, sorry to hear that. When was the last time either of you got laid?”

“I made out with a tinder date last weekend,” the brunette said, “and I blew a different guy about 2 weeks ago, but actual sex? That would be months.”

“I have a fuck buddy who calls once in a while,” said the other. “So I guess it’d be a couple weeks.”

“Would either of you date me?”

They both laughed. “Aren’t you, like, a teenager?” The brunette asked.

Michael flushed, wondering whether he always wanted to hear the answers.

He left them and walked over to the thin hipster, who looked more his age. He sat at her table. She looked up. She was wearing a black mask, as was Michael.

“What’s your name?”

“Nicole.”

She shut her laptop.

“What are you typing?”

“A novel.”

“What’s it about?”

“Relationships, angst, curiosity. The usual. It’s not very good.”

“I bet it’s better than you think. By the way, have you had a covid test?”

“Yes, once a week, and I’m zealous about protection.”

“Me too. Im going to take off my mask so we can talk better.” They both pulled off their masks. She was, he thought, very pretty. “Tell me about yourself. Age? Are you dating anyone? Are you on birth control? Tell me everything.”

For twenty minutes, Nicole spoke, and he found he barely had to ask any questions. She was 19 and a sophomore at a nearby college known for its quirky intellectuals. She didn’t have a boyfriend, but she did hook up with one particular guy periodically when they happened to run into each other. She’d never actually had intercourse, but for no particular reason, and she did like giving blow jobs. She was on birth control just in case she came across the right opportunity. She’d also enjoyed it when her freshman roommate had gone down on her, but that had only happened once. Nicole wasn’t sure why they’d not continued the fling, but she did know that she’d felt embarrassed afterwards. Nicole said she’d quit going to the beach a few years earlier. A late bloomer, she’d been embarrassed by all of her secondary sexual characteristics. She didn’t like her hips or her boobs and didn’t like being ogled by strangers.

By this point, they were holding hands. Michael leaned in and whispered, “I think you’re beautiful, and I’m sorry your body embarrasses you.”