Men,
Sometimes, even the most competent womanizer meets a woman he just can't comprehend living without. Regrettably, for some, it's after only knowing them for an hour or less.
Oh, her breasts were so supple, her skin so smooth. (we know this because of Kino, of course)
Her words, so poetic, so very true. We wondered to ourselves, who is seducing whom?
Ah, she is in medical school. For psychiatry! She must be truly screwed up in the head!
I just breathe in her perfume and I am under a spell. Briefly.
Then, the greater instincts kick in. She's beautiful; everyone would be under her spell, even if for only a moment.
But, we process the data and realize - fabulous though she may be, she is not the prize, I am!
So, instead of doing what my heart wants to do and chase her down the street, I stay and finish my beer.
I paid 3.50 for it, it's still cold! Of course I stay with my beer and my buddies!
No sooner do I finish off the last ounce and tell myself to wait another two minutes for her to come back and wonder where I am, she returns. She looks at me and wonders why I didn't chase her. Then she literally moves some drunk idiot out of the way to sit at my right side. She tells me that she's glad I'm still here.
She tells me that her friend is getting a bad vibe about me. I tell her it is because her friend wasn't getting any attention from me.
She laughs and says that her friend is always jealous. She puts her head on my shoulder. I lift her head up and move to kiss test her interest.
I can feel her heart race through her chest. My fingers, start tapping in tune to her heart beat upon her lower back. Perfectly in rythym, they tap.
Now, she's asleep in my bed, I really like her - and I can hear my brain telling me - be careful - when something is that easy, there's usually something wrong with it.
I took a look through her purse. She's from Jackson, about three hours away. Now I know. She's partially with me because of the kind of man I am, the rest of it is because she's from out of town and isn't worried about labels here.
Tomorrow, I will have to meet six more women just to keep her from occupying my mind. Why? because it's the right thing to do.
If she got my full focus, she'd have flowers, candies, perfume and fancy panties from Victoria's Secret. That woud surely make me weak. So, no focusing on one girl. No matter how fabulous. I am the prize, and the woman shall focus on me!
But, for now, let me just see how breakfast goes...
Sometimes, even the most competent womanizer meets a woman he just can't comprehend living without. Regrettably, for some, it's after only knowing them for an hour or less.
Oh, her breasts were so supple, her skin so smooth. (we know this because of Kino, of course)
Her words, so poetic, so very true. We wondered to ourselves, who is seducing whom?
Ah, she is in medical school. For psychiatry! She must be truly screwed up in the head!
I just breathe in her perfume and I am under a spell. Briefly.
Then, the greater instincts kick in. She's beautiful; everyone would be under her spell, even if for only a moment.
But, we process the data and realize - fabulous though she may be, she is not the prize, I am!
So, instead of doing what my heart wants to do and chase her down the street, I stay and finish my beer.
I paid 3.50 for it, it's still cold! Of course I stay with my beer and my buddies!
No sooner do I finish off the last ounce and tell myself to wait another two minutes for her to come back and wonder where I am, she returns. She looks at me and wonders why I didn't chase her. Then she literally moves some drunk idiot out of the way to sit at my right side. She tells me that she's glad I'm still here.
She tells me that her friend is getting a bad vibe about me. I tell her it is because her friend wasn't getting any attention from me.
She laughs and says that her friend is always jealous. She puts her head on my shoulder. I lift her head up and move to kiss test her interest.
I can feel her heart race through her chest. My fingers, start tapping in tune to her heart beat upon her lower back. Perfectly in rythym, they tap.
Now, she's asleep in my bed, I really like her - and I can hear my brain telling me - be careful - when something is that easy, there's usually something wrong with it.
I took a look through her purse. She's from Jackson, about three hours away. Now I know. She's partially with me because of the kind of man I am, the rest of it is because she's from out of town and isn't worried about labels here.
Tomorrow, I will have to meet six more women just to keep her from occupying my mind. Why? because it's the right thing to do.
If she got my full focus, she'd have flowers, candies, perfume and fancy panties from Victoria's Secret. That woud surely make me weak. So, no focusing on one girl. No matter how fabulous. I am the prize, and the woman shall focus on me!
But, for now, let me just see how breakfast goes...
