A new faun to chase.
A certain girl has come to my attention to have an interest in me. She is young and attractive as well as intelligent and I cannot for the life of me figure one thing out. How does one court someone like her.
I have little notion of what a girl likes in a man, as most have a totally different opinion that every other. It is hard to guage whether I should be as much a gentleman as is accepted in our society or should I try and be bold as well as inconsiderate. How does one treat a young lady when you cannot read what lies beyond the eyes. Perhaps I am putting too much into a hunt that is already run and the prey lost to a better hunter.
The analogy is primitive and almost unacceptable for reference to women but it is much too similar from the masculine perspective as a faun being hunted by two hunters is a desireable thing and one of the two must hunger to the better man. She seems almost your conventional cheerleader, peer council and head of the yearbook kind of girl, but for some reason or another has elected away from the crew cut jock or the studious band fuck to associate herself with a college educated long haired anarchonism. This will be a barrier I fear, as my comfort towards her is severely jeaprodized. The fact that I find her such a jem is hard to overcome, no girl has been this attractive thus far, and yet so understanding and untainted by manipulation or psychological dependence.
I am disheartened to some extent that on this first date of sorts I did not make much physical contact with her, and I had little seduction in my oratory, just idle chit chat. I am not at the top of my game for some reason and I need to figure out what she wants without being seen as clumbsy. At her age of 16 or 17 it is not good to speak openly on the topic of intimacy, nor is it appropriat to be physically in contact too often, as is the law. However, to not act like a normal male of my age may give way a signal of weakness. Who is to know however?
I wish I knew more about the courting and seduction of women than I do about historic jargon and revolutionary ideas sometimes. I am almost afraid and when I first arrived at the rendevous I was quivering internally like a boy, not strutting about and being proud as a man should.
This is a difficult time for me.
I have little notion of what a girl likes in a man, as most have a totally different opinion that every other. It is hard to guage whether I should be as much a gentleman as is accepted in our society or should I try and be bold as well as inconsiderate. How does one treat a young lady when you cannot read what lies beyond the eyes. Perhaps I am putting too much into a hunt that is already run and the prey lost to a better hunter.
The analogy is primitive and almost unacceptable for reference to women but it is much too similar from the masculine perspective as a faun being hunted by two hunters is a desireable thing and one of the two must hunger to the better man. She seems almost your conventional cheerleader, peer council and head of the yearbook kind of girl, but for some reason or another has elected away from the crew cut jock or the studious band fuck to associate herself with a college educated long haired anarchonism. This will be a barrier I fear, as my comfort towards her is severely jeaprodized. The fact that I find her such a jem is hard to overcome, no girl has been this attractive thus far, and yet so understanding and untainted by manipulation or psychological dependence.
I am disheartened to some extent that on this first date of sorts I did not make much physical contact with her, and I had little seduction in my oratory, just idle chit chat. I am not at the top of my game for some reason and I need to figure out what she wants without being seen as clumbsy. At her age of 16 or 17 it is not good to speak openly on the topic of intimacy, nor is it appropriat to be physically in contact too often, as is the law. However, to not act like a normal male of my age may give way a signal of weakness. Who is to know however?
I wish I knew more about the courting and seduction of women than I do about historic jargon and revolutionary ideas sometimes. I am almost afraid and when I first arrived at the rendevous I was quivering internally like a boy, not strutting about and being proud as a man should.
This is a difficult time for me.