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Caution
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Caution There are MANY Whackadoos on this site. There are MANY manifestations of incompletely-cooked psyches lurking about. There are MANY examples of people who simply cannot de-center from their own Fantasy Head-Montages long enough to perceive that the image on the screen is home to a Consciousness, whole and entire. Chilling, really. I have personally witnessed a lass falling asleep on cam. I had --a bit self-consciously-- kept the window open while I practiced<b> guitar. </font></b>It was a soothing glide after the smoldering talk that we'd lately shared. This enabled me to witness a peanut gallery of ghastly wankers speculating on what they would do to her slumbering form (would-be Cosby motherfrakkers!).......Even after her crawled into bed with her!(!!) I purposely posted a long series of one-word responses, to scroll the pane so she wouldn't have to wake up and see such Horrid Pathology on her screen. I have seen women called the most *blood-curdling* things, way longer into the kind of personable, chill conversations which SHOULD have been a clear signal that this was NOT the sort of exchange where such talk was welcome (and NO Shade on those where it is. But, really, is it TOO much to ask that one get out of one's head long enough to read the room??). It is sensible for a woman....for a PERSON to let some clock cycles elapse before dropping shields. It is Mad to NOT allow such time. Still..... Over the last few days, I have had a conversation with a woman --a bright, sexy, accomplished, strong-seeming woman-- whose responses to my messages seemed Stuck in a place where I felt I had to feel out what she feared, and to find ways of answering her that incorporated and normalized those fears, allayed them, and yet did not come across as me Working TOO Hard to allay them (which is JUST what a predatory psychopathic Soul-Carnivore would do). Alas, as of this writing, I have not been able to dislodge her from her trepidation. This was not a Failure on EITHER of our parts! I do not claim any Magical Ability to convey Trustworthiness, nor arrogate to myself the Entitlement to engender such trust. I do not posit that she was in ANY way Obligated to bestow her trust upon me, nor to abandon the self-care which protects her from the depredations of the unscrupulous. But it makes me Sad. She is HAWWT. I FULLY expect that we would have been able to coax all MANNER of Yummy, Sweaty imagery from each other's mind, to get each other off in a MARVELOUS fashion. But this was Blocked by all the cod-noshing chowderheads on this site who make erring on the side of caution the Smart Play. Bad apples. Bunches. |
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Dude - I can't even... I think you and I have a very similar mindset here, and I get blown away by the attitudes and approaches guys use. the anonymity shield the internet provides makes me wonder just how far down from the trees we have really come.
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Sometimes seems we've still got leaves stuck in our arses, bruv!
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