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Lessons in the Art of Seduction
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Lessons in the Art of Seduction A good, curious friend of mine once wondered how many slaps, looks of indignation or otherwise negative responses a young man would have to endure before one woman said yes to sex upon first meeting. A solid hypothesis worthy of a good experiment if there ever was one  Now hold on if your hands aren't already busy and allow me to explain. Einstein used thought experiments quite successfully during his career as a theoretical physicist mostly because the technology wasn't available to test his theories. Like Einstein, I have and routinely still use thought experiments for this subject area when the women aren't available Okay, this wasn't the case for a couple of extremely bright, albeit horny, young men who believed this experiment demanded nothing less than a more practical, experimental approach. There are so many independent variables (physical appearance, time of day, time of the month, setting – i.e. surrounding influence, alcohol, lighting, smells, “chemistry”,….etc), it was necessary to eliminate as many variables as possible while designing the experiment. It was decided the only effective way of limiting the variables was to limit the opportunities. This may sound difficult but if you have ever spent an evening in a local pub then you ladies know what I mean by “limited” opportunities  The setting must first of all be a public place where sex was not expected or anticipated – no bars, weddings, funerals – don’t judge, where do you think the word fun in funeral comes from?; secondly, there must be areas close by and private enough to carry out the deed and most importantly the probability of running into each other again must be extremely remote. This is to be a “one off” if you will, don’t want to taint the results. (I take no responsibility for any puns found  It was therefore decided the best possible place to carry out this experiment was an amusement park – specifically Kings Island located just outside Cincinnati (aptly named and another story), OH. The procedure was simple, as was the data collection technique. If either of us should pique the interest of the fairer sex through the quiet, innocent use of eye contact and should that lead to meeting face to face, the first words uttered out of either of our mouths were to be “You don’t know me and I don’t know you, chances are we will never see each other again and I was wondering if you would like to go to the bathroom and screw?” or at least something covering the main points (you, me, sex, now). At this point in the story I feel it warranted reminding the reader, we were young, very young and did I fail to mention YOUNG, inexperienced and extremely horny. It should be noted we were equal opportunity experimentalists but gender biased, so all women, younger (within all federal, state and local laws), older, fat, skinny, cute, attractive, ugly, fugly…….didn't matter, it was all in the name of science. (LOL – oh, I’m so sorry for that. Give me a moment to recoup – laughed so hard damn near soiled myself << wiping away the tears rolling down his face.) Now where was I, yes – before you go casting aspersions upon my parentage, it should be noted although I wasn't ‘technically’ raised in a barn, I did spend a considerable amount of time in one as a youth, but that’s another story. I was raised, as was my friend, in a god fearing, well mannered, somewhat prudish home which meant it was not easy to overcome those years of polite conversational training our parents sought so hard to teach us and verbalize that question, let alone to a perfect stranger. We knew it was a numbers game or as fungirlinarizona so eloquently put it, “throwing spaghetti on the wall trick, surely one strand will stick! “ in her insightful blogticle [post 3227749] – tip of the hat to fungirlinarizona for inspiring this blogticle by reminding me of how young, naive and awkward I once was. Needless to say the first few attempts were half-stated sentences, filled with ums, ers, uhs and other equally effective conversational techniques still employed to this day by<b> teenagers </font></b>across the world. We each suspected the other of not really making the true intent of the experiment known to the women we approached as there were no red-handed face marks. It was shortly after we met to eat and discuss our results things began to change. It was obvious by now, even to us, our ‘technique’ needed some minor adjustments. This is where the lessons in the art of conversation and sweet seduction began for me. Instead of going ‘straight for the jugular/throat/clit’ I adapted a slightly different approach, without deviating from the procedures. I observed by using a combination of body language/posture, encouraging physical contact – extending my hand and remain holding her hand as I looked deeply into her eyes as the intensity of the adrenaline and testosterone levels begin rushing, building, rising and peaking through my bloodstream, pheromones permeating the air with the promise of passion, all the while speaking, almost whispering so she has to move closer to hear me as I calmly and evenly stated my desire, the results were much different than my earlier attempts. As the day receded into dusk and evening into night, the fireworks signaled the end of another day at Kings Island, but not just another day for me. The results of the study have not yet been published as the authors continue the research and thank all those who have participated in the study and encourage those who wish to participate in future studies to contact me The hallmark of a well designed and successful experiment is it should always raise as many questions as it answers and so I ask, How many women would be or have been willing and under what circumstances? Here's hoping your basket is empty Basket Theory and your algebra skills are improving Algebra is Like Sex |
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Maybe someone should take the time out and read your blog they truly might learn something useful! ty hugs V  Become a blog watcher sweet_vm
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