Counting coup (wiki) was a practice amongst the plains Indians of North America where warriors would win prestige by touching an enemy with their hand, bow or coup stick and escaping unharmed.

I've found myself doing this lately with women. Backstory on me: I've been divorced for a few years now after a long marriage (17 years plus courtship through HS and college). Very much a beta Nice Guy husband with all the depression and self loathing you'd expect from being in that situation for so long. Over the past few years of single life, I pretty much fucked any women who would let me. And that was my mindset then... I believed that they were "letting me"; I let them be the gatekeepers and put them on pedestals and all the typical bullshit.

I'm relatively new to TRP, even though I've been going to the gym for two years now I never really adopted much of the rest of the teachings until recently. For the past two months or so, I've withdrawn from dating, just focusing on going to the gym, reading, and getting my house in order (literally, I'm moving next week). I haven't masturbated or been with a woman in over 4 weeks.

I have a few women that I keep in touch with that I friended from my Beta days of being the perfect doormat friendzone material. Lately, I've noticed these women taking a new attraction to me now that I've gotten into better shape. Last night I had one of these friendzone women message. It started with the typical "how's your weekend been" bullshit banter, and then she lays this on me. "So, I broke up with my boyfriend and I'm horny as fuck right now."

I make a comment about how that happens when getting out of a relationship, when it gets boring and routine you get a bit of a sexual awakening. We banter a bit about the topic of sex, she mentions how she's not going to get to sleep until she takes care of her horniness situation and I make a comment about how she's going to have to put new batteries in the powertool tonight. Then she puts this out there, "No, I need hands, lips, I need to feel a man tonight."

My reply? "Oh, well have fun with that!"

Three months ago she wouldn't regard me as anything more than a friend, but now that my SMV is on the upswing she wants to hop on. And she's not the only one. I've had a couple women in my social circle who have taken a notice to my improved physique and have dropped hints of a sexual nature. It's pure hypergamy on their part, and it's amazing to see it play out like that. Sometimes I play along, sometimes I ignore it, sometimes I throw the whole friend zone shit back in their face.

But lately I've gotten more pleasure of counting coup of women that I could easily fuck vs. giving them the pleasure of letting them experience me. I'll engage them, maybe get them worked up a little, really get that hamster wheel spinning at the prospect of living out the scenario of a Lifetime Movie of the week (he was right there all along!). Then I count my coup and move on, bored with my prey.

The heart of TRP is that it's all about me. My needs, my wants, my goals. It's not about fucking a lot of women. It's the power in knowing I can fuck a lot of women, and can pick and choose who gets to enjoy the experience. It's no longer about whether or not women "let me" fuck them. It's about what I want to do.