Truly Disappointing

Thursday, February 09, 2006

gender wars

(MP, I have no doubt of that at all. Men improve with age. So do women. And for the record, you won't live it down because *I* still feel bad about it.)

Discuss:

When we were in college, we discovered that Susan will ask ANYONE ANYTHING. We talked about sex. A lot. Now, it isn't the kind of thing that comes up in polite social conversations, really, but with good friends, it frequently does.

I think women discuss and think about sex as much as men do. I also think we do it differently.

We don't brag -- about ourselves or our conquests. We do discuss techniques. After a first kiss, we want to know "how was it?" And if you're Susan, you want details. A. Lot. of Details.

We do discuss technique. If you try a technique shared by a friend, you usually report back on how it worked.

There are names. We all seem to know what jackhammer tongue means.

And yet, it's not a kiss and tell-all. But there's discussion.

We do imagine you (men) naked. Not apparently as often as you imagine us naked, but more often than you think we do.

For the most part, sex is more complicated for us than it seems to be for men. Our engines are slower to rev. Enough effort needs to be put into this, and enough trust exist beforehand, for it all to be good, that most of us can't do it quite as casually as men who do casual can do it (how's that for a sentence!). But, again, for the most part, we like it as much as you do.

Thoughts?

2 Comments:

  • I wanted a bionic hand, dammit. Just wanted to be able to intimidate people by crushing objects in my fist. BTW, stop making me blush.

    By Blogger Pinky, at 3:34 PM  

  • And I want to be Wonder Woman. But the Stones were right: You can't always get what you want.

    And no one can see you blushing, dork. We're ONLINE.

    By Blogger kT, at 9:45 AM  

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