crumpets
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Joined: 11/5/2014 From: South Bay (SF & Silicon Valley) Status: offline
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ORIGINAL: Greta75 Even at a swinger club, strip club or whatever. A decent human being will ask permission before touching. Not really. Sure, it's apropos. It's polite. It's definite. But, let's take the case of dating in my college days. And, let's take the case of a certain girlfriend, whom I dated for two years thereafter, but, let's just take the case of the first or second date, just so that I can get my point across. If, on that first or second date, I literally "asked" permission to touch her ass, I'd get a no right off the bat. I have absolutely no doubt of this - even though - I would have just as absolutely no doubt that she wanted to be in the sack with me. I wasn't ever gonna get there by asking. Not my rules. (If they were my rules, I'd wear the question on a big placard hung across my chest and she'd wear the answer on hers.) Nope. You play by the rules of the pussy. You have no other choice but to play the silly game if you want the hunt to be successful. So, what do you do, if you can't just ask? You overstep your bounds. Time and time and time and time again, you overstep the bounds. She stops you, of course, each time, but, you'll notice that each time you get an inch further. Meanwhile, you're filling her up on excuse-making drinks and you're providing her gifts of food and dessert and friends and laughter and whatever else you have in your repertoire to not break down her resistance (it was never there in the first place), but to give her more and more of an excuse to be what she wants to be while still preserving her "good girl" image. These are HER RULES you're playing by, by the way. You're just trying to play the game the way SHE wants it played so that you get what you wanted from the get go. (And, never forget what makes men men, because there's nothing that makes men more men than the pursuit of pussy!) Let's fast forward a few hours (sometimes days, but usually by the 3rd date, you either bed the gal, or you give up for lack of success and move on to more lucrative prey). Point is, that, during the course of the next few hours (or dates), continually if I try, I will get further and further each time, until the goal is reached. Now, if you look back, there was NEVER explicit consent. Yet, it was always there. Women make absolutely no sense (we've been down this road, by the way), but, you have to play the game by the rules of the pussy in order to get said pussy. Point is, if you actually ASK for permission, you'll NEVER get it. You have to "ask" by means that are less obvious. Why? Because the women want it that way, that's why. Don't ask me. Ask them. If you'd ask me, I'd structure the whole dating ritual differently. But, the ridiculous act of ASKING for permission isn't gonna fly in the rules that the women have set up for us.
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