Just go back to Last Resort Technique...and be rigorous about it. Hard core. Try it for two weeks. It applies so much in your situation. No text messsging, no cute things, no I love you, etc. And don't go running like a Labrador Retriever to him when he throws you once measly crumb of affection. Look hot and steamy, be mysterious, get him all bubbling hot and interested. But don't show excitement as his presence, in fact, be aloof.
Maybe the conversation would go like this....
"Oh, hi, Mr. Can't Keep His D*ck in His Pants. How are you? Gee...you look kind of depressed. Wonder why? Lost your wife and children...yeah...life's a b%tch. Hmmm...may I reccommend a couple of things? Lets see...First, grow a sac. Second,grow a conscience. Oh hey...gotta go. I'm taking a Kung-Fu class. My instructor, Sifu Long Dong, he thinks my "Chi" is really flowing. Yeah, he's giving me private lessons. We are learning a new fighting technique called "sticky hands". See ya later, Bye."
Let go of the screaming cat. Then start eating a tuna fish sandwich...which tastes sooooooo good.
Working out, getting your butt in size 4 jeans....hmmmmmm.
You'll certainly keep the guys checking in on your sitch. ;-)
