*Max*
Starting to feel a little warm I remove my suit jacket and unbutton the dress shirt underneath until I can feel the cool air against my skin. Much better. “Well every woman wants to find her soul mate. And most of the time they don't exist in the real world. So a woman can pick her favorite Jane Austin hero and then make him her own in dreams... at least that way they have some happiness." Wow, so she’s looking for a hero. That’s some pretty tough shoes to fill.
Luckily providing women with the fantasy is short of my area of expertise. I’ve never pulled out the charm on her though. I guess what I believe is so special about our agreement is that we are totally and completely honest with one another. There’s no reason for us to tell half truths to impress one another. Here we can be ourselves without fear of rejection or consequences. True we never discuss anything truly substantial ,but I like to think our talks are personal in a way that allows us the freedom other relationships lack.,
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Of course the real question is... what is it with men and Stephen King thrillers? It's almost as bad as men quoting "The Godfather". So why?... or is it some very private male secret?" I chuckle whole heartedly out loud. This girl is utterly fascinating. Eager to answer I write out,
“ If I told you I'd have to kill you...LOL. Alright I'll let you in on the secret. Although if word gets out it is quite possible they will repocess my testosterone." I crack my knuckles before continuing,
"The Godfather answers all of life's questions. What should I pack for my summer vacation? 'Leave the gun, take the cannoli'." I answer as if it’s painstakingly obvious.
“There is no question that movie can’t give you the correct answer to.” I suddenly pause when I realize that this little interaction with her is the only real male to female contact I’ve had in years. True I give many beautiful women the illusion ,but never the reality of my feelings. Usually take a relationship to the next level.
If that works out, I take it to the next level after that, until I finally reach that level when it becomes absolutely necessary for me to leave. There’s never been the point where I thought, ‘Hey this is the one.’ Until now. What a scary concept. I won't fall for a woman I've never even met.
"What can you possibly learn from that fluff you read." I tease playfully.
