If I grab anything, it's with prior approval.By which you mean, I take it, that you didn't just "grab 'em by the p***y," as a certain POTUS said.
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If I grab anything, it's with prior approval.By which you mean, I take it, that you didn't just "grab 'em by the p***y," as a certain POTUS said.
It's interesting that one of my very best friends is a straight man, father of 2, who from the first moment we met knew that I found him incredibly attractive. This is not a secret between us, but neither is the fact that he is not interested in what I have to offer (and lust for), and I am polite enough to pretend (mostly) doesn't exist.If I grab anything, it's with prior approval.
I too have been the cause of unrequited lust (in my younger Adonis-like days).It's interesting that one of my very best friends is a straight man, father of 2, who from the first moment we met knew that I found him incredibly attractive. This is not a secret between us, but neither is the fact that he is not interested in what I have to offer (and lust for), and I am polite enough to pretend (mostly) doesn't exist.
No matter what you might wish from anyone, the most you can legitimately aspire to is what they freely give. And thus we remain really good friends, and his son (my favourite kid in the world) of almost 6 loves me, too. This is so good...
A huge Ulta store (sells womens cosmetics, perfume, and such) just opened in my neighborhood, and it got me thinking about all the trouble women went to make themselves look better. They seem to spend an inordinate amount of time and money on clothing, accessories, hair stylists, and makeup just to look good, which is fine with me. I loooves a well groomed, good looking woman. Then I started to think about how women of late have begun to complain about how we men treat them: eyeing them up and down in their bikinis, looking at their luscious lips, starring at their boobs, commenting on their miniskirt or deep cut blouse.
I know this observation isn't original to me. I've heard it a couple of times before from others. However, it still holds true.
If women don't want us eyeing them up and down in their bikinis, looking at their luscious lips. starring at their boobs, commenting on their miniskirts, or deep cut blouse, then why do they bother to put on lipstick or wear padded and push up bras, or wear mini skirts, bikinis, and blouses with plunging necklines? And the worst part is that we men have to listen to their whining about how we treat them. Objectifying them. Treating them like "meat." while what we are suppose to be doing is ignoring all these calculated sexual, come-hither signals and concentrate on what's in their heads.
Here's a clue women. We're going to take you up on your stratagems. Put on a bikini and we'll be looking you up and down. Wear a crazy red on your lips and we'll notice, Put on a padded or pushup bra and we'll be starring. Wear a mini skirt or a blouse with a plunging neckline and we could very well tell you how much we appreciated it. And isn't this what you're after, our attention and appreciation. If it isn't then stop wasting your time and money on these things, stop your whining and pick up one of those. "Take Me As I Am--Armpit Hair And All" feminist banners and march for your right to be ignored. We'll be happy to comply.
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It's a two way street. I'm not going to dress down just because women find me irresistible when I dress a certain way. I don't expect them to, either. A modicum of self control is not an unreasonable ask in a civil society.I'm not going to wear a burlap sack out in public and deny myself creature comforts that make me feel and smell good, because there are men who can't control themselves.
If a man finds something attractive about me and gets a tingle in his dingle...more power to him. There's nothing wrong with being turned on by beauty. Sane, respectful men are able to enjoy the view without being predatory creeps.