The second a woman shifts, it’s almost imperceptible. A tiny adjustment of her weight, a micro-lean, the soft rotation of her shoulders—it seems insignificant at first. You don’t register it immediately. You assume the moment is still in your hands, that the energy is yours to influence.
But then awareness strikes. The room, the rhythm, even your own instincts respond to her subtle movement. You feel it before you understand it: the dynamic has changed. Your confidence falters. The space you thought you occupied bends toward her. In that single, slight motion, she has claimed control, and you are already following her cues without realizing it.
