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PeonForHer -> RE: "Pussy Whipped" (10/21/2009 6:39:58 PM)
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A,
Concerning vanillas only: I think there's a class of male who, when he's with his partner and most of the time, simply doesn't care what he's doing. He won't care which restaurant they're going to for the evening, when they go out nor what they eat when they get there. He won't even care what she wants him to wear, how his hairstyle looks, nor what kind of aftershave he uses. It doesn't matter, so long as he's with her. I was like that with my last.
Now, stated like that, this might look either cringe-inducingly wet; or, perhaps, disgustingly slobbish. It wasn't particularly either for me, though. I'm just quite an introvert and a great deal of the day-to-day events of my partnerships aren't of much interest to me. They can occur this way or that way, or not occur at all - I don't much care. Most of what happens in my life happens inside my head. So long as I'm in a place where there's not so much noise that I can't think, I'm usually fairly happy. So, if she wants to take control of what happens *outside* of my head - well, that's fine by me.
I always sign my own Christmas and birthday cards, though. I don't *entirely* rely on a partner to maintain my contact with my family and old friends.
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