WARNING! graphic content
OK, now that I've got your attention.
So here we are, in this graceless age that has no time for romance, and modesty went the way of the dime store. This is the age of the hook up where a fuck is a fuck is a fuck and who the hell cares.
If I were a man who looked at porn (certainly not!) I would be bored stiff-no pun intended.
It's all how fast can we do it, how drunk do we need to be, have you been tested? can your elbow bend any other ways? will we get arrested? are your kids home? and say, what were their names again anyway?
We aren't a people who need romance, we're a people who need bigger vibrators made by John Deere and cases of Trojans!
I read somewhere that there are no male prostitutes in Vegas. Who needs em! They tried it and I heard there was some pretty good ones but these days there's swingin dick on every corner and ten in every office. I'm surprised the girls are still able to make a go of it, but a lot of regular girls still won't have a threesome with a donkey. Not yet anyway.
Don't get me wrong, this is not a diatribe against good sex and I've had me my share. I'm quite willing to throw everything at the wall and see what sticks. -pun intended
Whips, chains, toys, groups, inside, outside and on the roof, as long as I don't get what magic Johnson got and it turns out his johnson wasn't so magic after all.
But I've found that something is missing. There are important steps we're skipping.
And it's. THE ART OF SEDUCTION
I remember my first kiss and how special it was, how hard i worked for it and how grudgingly she
gave it away. Not because she didn't want to, but because she knew it was special, and was gonna make damn sure I'd know it was special too.
When a boy first can slide his hand over her small heaving breast and feel the bra under the soft cotton shirt. Man, that was special! Especially if he doesn't get slapped. And after a few more weeks and a hundred calls on the only phone in the house (and her father answers every time) and after carrying her books, getting teased by friends, and buying her ice cream cones with the money earned mowing grass, he might, just might if he's lucky, get his hand inside her shirt and actually touch her bra. Wow! Now that boy's livin!
And there's no way he will dare try anything else for a few more weeks. Because she knows it's special. It's her precious gift to give and it won't come easy no matter if she wants it as bad as him.
Then a day comes, maybe with this girl, maybe with another, but still not easy, when the boy will get his trembling hand inside her bra and feel that gloriously lovely nipple on his fingers, and he'll feel it grow to his touch. Now the boy's in heaven.
And some day he will try to slide his hand between her thighs and hope she doesn't clench them. Hope she won't get mad. Awww! to feel that beautiful soft yet firm mound even through her jeans is a moment that could never be forgotten! She has given a little of herself, the hope of more, and he no longer cares how long it took.
Then another day, when she's ready and lets him know, a button will come undone, a zipper come down, a hand slide, and he'll feel those panties! Maybe she'll let him rub just a little. And then that's all he'll think of for the next three weeks, and if it isn't love, it damn sure feels like love.
Another day the fingers will touch her soft fur,(they used to have fur-didn't you know that? huh!) and another night, finally feel her moistness, later, in his bed alone, smell her on his fingers.
This is seduction. And the trick is, he thinks he's the one doing the seducing!
These steps made sex special, and often love was built in the process.
I really don't know why, as we got older in this generation, we decided we wanted to skip the best part, but I fear even teenagers don't mess with the preliminaries any more. Just too much time and what's the point anyway? Would you like to go out Friday Night has become, "Hey, ya wanna fuck?"
You want some good porn? Really hot shit? Go to the old movies. Bogey and Bacall. An Affair To Remember,-hell! even The Graduate. There's a reason Matt Dillon never got laid-no seduction, and Miss Kitty didn't seem none to happy bout it! And even in Sleepless In Seattle, the little boy had to seduce Meg Ryan cuz his dad was too friggen stupid. Ugh!
And after all, a fuck is a fuck is a fuck and eventually we'll run out of ideas on new ways to do it.
jus sayin
Rick
