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Any Given Sunday
Any Given Sunday
Nymphomaniac: a woman as obsessed with sex as an average man. ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic's Notebook, 1960
Well, today has been both a relaxing and productive day for me. I spent a little time online this morning working, then a little more time 'working out' a new friend later in the afternoon. That done, I stopped by my favorite dinner joint for a bite to eat and a quick chat with one of my favorite servers. I dont know if its the Florida sunshine or if its merely something in the water, but women here seem to be especially sexy - and especially snooty about it as well.
Now, in a perfect world, I wouldnt mind at all if my sexual partners looked like Tyra, Jada or Vivica. I mean, who wouldnt?!? But pretty ladies (who know that they are pretty) really know how to make reationships challenging. Its almost - almost - not worth the effort.
For example, while I lived in England, I dated a lingerie model - and as sexy as she was (very sexy indeed!) she wasn't exactly happy 'inside her skin'. Like most beautiful women, her life was filled to the brim with small favors: doors were opened for her, lunch or dinner was free, life was a party! Yet, she often questioned the motives behind the things people did for her - not wanting to give out 'mixed signals' or deal with folks who had alterior motives. In fact - these thoughts so preoccupied her that she tended to not focus on the things (and people) in her life that made her happy. While I enjoyed my time with her, at the same time, it was hard going helping her carry her emotional baggage every day... That - and cooking was definately not her forte!
So, in future, whenever I see someone sexy walking past me in a store or resturant, I'll continue to stop and look just like any other red blooded american bloke. Im a gentleman about it - no wolf whistles or cat calls, of course. And I'll smile and say hello as I often do - just make my presence felt, but not in a rude way. If I get a smile in return, I'll consider myself a lucky guy: for a woman who is confident enough to smile nicely to another person would seem to have a great personality, happy with herself and comfortable with the world around here. A person like that would be someone I would want to get to know better - platonically or othewise.
And if I dont get a smile back - I'll still consider myself a lucky guy. Because being lonely must be hard - and its gotta be a killer when you're beautiful...nobody needs baggage like that.