Today I am thankful for honest men who are generous with their insight about love, lust and romance.
So....
A mentor of mine posted a link to a study. I've seen it before and never taken it seriously. Research psychology is my specialty, so anytime I see a quantitative study with only eighty-eight participants, I tend to ignore the results.
The researchers in this study concluded that close platonic friends have at least one partner with a sexual interest in the other. Usually it is the male who wants the female.
http://www.scientificamerican.com/article.cfm?id=men-and-women-cant-be-just-friends&page=2
Holy crap....
I still didn't believe it. So I posted it on various social networks. Three of the men who responded were people who I hung out with in the past. We went to the mall. We went to political events. He volunteered together. We went to movies. We went out to lunches and dinners that lasted for several hours.
I never saw any of them....
uh...
express an outward sign of interest...
so I assumed they just wanted to be friends.
Today, these three men told me otherwise.
Granted one spent a lot of time with me several years ago. He recently found a really beautiful lady and moved far away.
One stopped seeing me last year.
The other could have his pick of women, so I never even thought he wanted anything more than share recipes with me.
I'm a little bit embarrassed.
Really?
I have feelings for one of these men. I don't tell him because, quite frankly, I didn't think there was a shot in Hades that he'd be interest in anything (even a short romp in the barn).
Could I have been wrong?
If I wanted to kiss his adorable gray whiskers, he would have let me?
If I wanted to reach across the table and told him that I wanted to go somewhere private and take him into my mouth, he may have let me?
Not to mention what I'd like to do with his....
uh...
leg.....
the third one.
Oh....my...goodness.
Really?
No....
Seriously?
I don't believe it.
In the past, I chose my few partners based on who I clicked with the best from a pool of guys who could not conceal their erections.
I guess I made the game too hard.
The key is finding someone that wants to spend time with you, not wants to parade his manhood in front of you.
No wonder I get the perverts.
Whoa.....
Oh, my goodness.
I'm terrified to go out now.
I'm going to stay home by myself a little more often.
Or, I'm going to hang out with married friends.
What do I do?
I don't go places with the expectation of sex. I know a lot of older gentleman who get creeped out when they are alone with me. I never understood why. I just...kinda...avoid being alone when helping them.
All men are dogs?
No.....
I really am having trouble with this.
I have half a mind to go hang out....alone in a cave....and avoid men for awhile.
Wow....
I guess it is true that women don't see things the same way that men do.
Wow....
Love ya,
S.