Monday, 25 July 2011
Generally, when we say "easy" it means the woman's willing to jump through every loop and hula hoop her hips against your pelvis until it goops, all without the need to dupe her into a night which puts her in this subgroup. It's that woman who's visibly eager for you to please her, subtract the teaser, and jump straight into her metaphorical seether. The boiling pot of things unholy yet paradoxically holey.
She's someone's worst nightmare.
The easy woman tugs at the jockstraps of taken men into a potential night of unfaithful S&M, possibly ending with Amens and a heart to mend with a few amends. It's easy to see why she's feared and loathed, the black sheep in a stable of endeared, jealous oafs. The battles wage on at bars until dawn, less brains than brawn, words become sluts and spread across the room reducing the chance for bygones to be bygones.
While easy women can be great for some guys, I don't get an ego boost from flies hovering around my fly, waiting for me to unzip and go awry. Having a bit of respect can go a long way, hell, even lead me astray into a blissful rendezvous until the light of day. Having conversations about the plight of third-world nations will quickly cause elation, heavy breathing and fornication. Talk to me about something interesting before the sting of your beauty turns the radiance of your aural spring into autumn hung by a puppeteer's string.
For all secure women with a good head on their shoulders, shrug it off and ignore the rug to your side being stepped on by smug assholes and thugs. Her level of self-respect will never match your intellect or allow her to recollect memories of long-term relationships; just neglect and endless regrets.
It may seem that you're getting less attention, but know that guys at bars can't resist the false tension, which is why the easy woman becomes a nightmare stealing your potential alcohol pension. The sad truth is some men simply want to have physical conversations without sating their subconscious starvation for intellectual stimulation. However, amongst those men you'll find me, ready to break down barriers with you and start a revolution after some coffee. Forget the typical and practiced; embrace spontaneity, adventure and drastic positive changes without a need for paper or plastic.
There's no pre-approval; you work for my attention and I'll do the same.
It's a game for two, winners and losers foot the bill on the brew, but at least we aren't fucking each other over literally, figuratively, or emotionally in the long run like the motion of the ocean when the Earth and moon play footsies under the spell of a snake oiled love potion.
What's the difference between an easy woman and one who's genuinely interested? Have you ever felt like you couldn't compete with an easy girl? Do you feel it's a matter of respect? Are you easy? Want my number? I'm a cheap gigolo.
Nunez Love Doctor.
Certified with a PhD in The Sleazy and Easy.
I'm aware that other men share my viewpoint. I'm not pimping myself out, promise!