But as anyone who's been there can tell you, it's pretty much hit or miss, miss, miss, miss. Much of the time, I end up talking to a young man who assumes that me moving to Skype with them to chat verbally without Omegle's soundtrack of what must be robots tussling means that later, despite how very clothed I remained, and non-sexual our first conversation was, I want them to tell me every single time they feel a boner approaching.
I actually suspect that I could conduct this first conversation while wearing another person as my hat, and talking about nothing but my collection of stolen left socks I took from former lovers and still yield the same results.
I do expect and accept that guys, especially the younger ones, will ask to see my boobs when they meet me on video chat. It's okay, I get it. But how many times do you have to say no before it lands in a part of their brain where it's understood as an actual no?
Is deigning to spend time with me in conversation seen as some sort of currency to be exchanged for flashing my tits or fielding conversation about the pressure in his balls?
I am learning so much about men in my year of being single. Here's an example:
|Wait for it ...|
|Everyone, just think about that sentence. "You should see what I can do with my ass hole."|
Allow it to echo in your mind. It's impossible to respond to immediately.
|"like a baby"!? What published work is telling men to use that phrase anywhere near a statement about their genitals?|
|Yep, "crimson tide" tore it for me. I've reached the point where I can no longer muster |
the energy to help guide him out of the depths of uninspired futility.
|I've now given you all the formula for getting a child down for a nap. Exhaust them with word salads.|
What do you think? Will he message me again?