A lot of women, maybe just in Atlanta but I doubt it, but a lot of middle-aged women are in deeply purely sexual relationships. It's like a meeting of their needs and their reluctance to want to sit by and wait for the monogamous (non-asshole) man - you all know how they don't exist anymore, so they go into this deeply sexual relationships indulging the asshole male with an abundance of sex. I say this with detest even after I just saw episodes of Sex and the City and realize it may be normal. Something in me just feels it is wrong, not being judgmental, because I know how those urges can be, but the overtly sexual aspect of it, just irks me.
The guy that sent me the flowers oh so many weeks ago, called me repeatedly for the last couple of weeks. While I was ill, I didn't really feel like talking to anyone. But he still kept on calling. That's the double standard with men. They can call you repeatedly and eventually nag you into going on a date with them, or having a cup of coffee with them, you instantly feel sorry for them and want to indulge them. But if this were a woman calling a man repeatedly, he would never pick up, indulge you or condone any offer from your mouth. Isn't that something?
Anyway, I finally picked up the phone while I was at the airport waiting for my delayed flight - airports are so boring, you would do anything to pass the time. So he offered to come pick me up in Atlanta upon my arrival. And surprisingly, he was there on time waiting in the lobby. He picked up my bags and we walked hand in hand out of the airport, see how nice I am. He offered to buy me dinner and things were going great until...
He is currently in a purely sexual only relationship with a woman who is my age and who according to him likes him greatly and hopes that he would like her just as much, but for now he only wants it to be about the sex. Normal conversation, right, not really. If he had stopped there it wouldn't have been bad but the rest of the evening was spent looking through his list of sordid texts from women sending him raunchy texts with close up shots of their genitals. And he wondered, for some strange reason why I was put off by the whole thing. Most of these women, according to him, are career women in their 30's who are just looking for a good time, trying to satusfy that urge so desperate, they send him raunchy XXX rated texts with video captures of their vulvas. It was a sight for my sore eyes. I just felt like I couldn't undo what I just saw. And the reality of it all just even made it worse. It was not a movie, it was a snapshot of my life, a day in my life.
I just think how sad that it has to come to that. How sad that the strong female in her 30's has to resort to that? Why won't men be assholes, they can be assholes and still get what they want. I feel sad for being a woman in this time. To the female sex fiend, you don't have to do this...you don't...there should be another way...
The guy that sent me the flowers oh so many weeks ago, called me repeatedly for the last couple of weeks. While I was ill, I didn't really feel like talking to anyone. But he still kept on calling. That's the double standard with men. They can call you repeatedly and eventually nag you into going on a date with them, or having a cup of coffee with them, you instantly feel sorry for them and want to indulge them. But if this were a woman calling a man repeatedly, he would never pick up, indulge you or condone any offer from your mouth. Isn't that something?
Anyway, I finally picked up the phone while I was at the airport waiting for my delayed flight - airports are so boring, you would do anything to pass the time. So he offered to come pick me up in Atlanta upon my arrival. And surprisingly, he was there on time waiting in the lobby. He picked up my bags and we walked hand in hand out of the airport, see how nice I am. He offered to buy me dinner and things were going great until...
He is currently in a purely sexual only relationship with a woman who is my age and who according to him likes him greatly and hopes that he would like her just as much, but for now he only wants it to be about the sex. Normal conversation, right, not really. If he had stopped there it wouldn't have been bad but the rest of the evening was spent looking through his list of sordid texts from women sending him raunchy texts with close up shots of their genitals. And he wondered, for some strange reason why I was put off by the whole thing. Most of these women, according to him, are career women in their 30's who are just looking for a good time, trying to satusfy that urge so desperate, they send him raunchy XXX rated texts with video captures of their vulvas. It was a sight for my sore eyes. I just felt like I couldn't undo what I just saw. And the reality of it all just even made it worse. It was not a movie, it was a snapshot of my life, a day in my life.
I just think how sad that it has to come to that. How sad that the strong female in her 30's has to resort to that? Why won't men be assholes, they can be assholes and still get what they want. I feel sad for being a woman in this time. To the female sex fiend, you don't have to do this...you don't...there should be another way...
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