The Cinderella Evidence Lesson
The other day, while riding on the bus, Sam, who is always chiding me about another bus driver, that I like, but who has a girlfriend, and he reminded me of this yesterday, and I told him, I could look, but not touch. It is also, not as fun to ride the bus with the substitute, because the regular is taking a week off to plant his garden, I understand . . . gotta dig that, love gardens, so even one more reason to like him, but? So, Sam, out of the blue tells me that he ordered the apparent sensational book, 50 Shades of Grey, that took the sensual world by storm, and mesmerized, especially women, who read the sexy book. I haven't read it yet, but told Sam, that he ought not to get the DVD, but get the book and read it to his wife. From personal experience, I can attest to the GQ Magazine article, I read, that says if men want to attract smart women, they should read to them. My third husband, not only stimulated my mind by reading to me, but stimulated my body simultaneously, working up to the climax of the book, if you get my jest! LOL!
I said, I know that men, are stimulated more by visual pictures of naked women, but, women are not the same, and as I have said before, the brain is the largest sex organ; therefore, women, being more complex sexually than men, and tend to be more specific in their passions, have a target, or an object of their affection, much more than men, who generally dream of women, without heads, and just as a body, when they have a sexual dream . . . not so with women, so men, as you read to your lover, she will more than likely picture your face, your hands, your mouth, your chest, your loins, your back, legs, and other members of your body, rather than picturing the man in the story. So, it is to your advantage, not to show her the hottie in the movies, who may be younger than most of you, or have a better body, or whatever, since men are starting to suffer from what women have all along, that other person, younger, better body, sexier model, etc.
Sidebar: I heard the other day, that, Abercrombie & Fitch, the clothing store, will not longer have their young, bare chested, six packed, cutie boys . . . it is making men feel to subconscious to go in the stores! LOL! Yeah, like women don't get bombarded with the air brushed, computer alter babes in 20 dime store magazines, every time they walk through the check out line at the grocery store! Turn about is fair play! LOL!
Sam's Perplexed Look . . . Really? Yeah, Really!
Male sexual fantasies or wet dreams, tend to be random, and the women, generally don't tend to have a face, name, or anything other than a female body to identify them! That is pretty sick if you don't ask me, but I am sure most men would not want to ask me, about stuff like this. Why don't you just go stick your dick in a hole in the fence! LOL! I can't recall a dream, that there was not some specific name, face, or guy attached to it, and that goes for reading a book, or listening to a song . . . there is some memory, or a current lover, or something that connects me to the song. For instance, the song, Shut Up & Dance With Me, of course, those of you who have been reading my blog, remember the description of James, standing talking to me, and some cowboy song came on, and him, breaking into spontaneous dance, right in front of me, forever, attaching him to dancing! So when this song came on, who do you think I thought of, in fact, in my blog, I even said, that I needed to go dancing with this boy! So, maybe, men are missing out on something by not reading a book with their lover, wife, girlfriend, or at least associate! You might find, that stimulates you too, to think of your partner in the terms the book is talking about. At least something new. I could tell that Sam, was having some regrets that he didn't know this before he ordered the DVD for his wife and him to watch together. Who in the hell wants to watch someone else having sex? I would rather do it myself!
As I watched the video, I Want to Live in Your World, with the young male vocalist, and the cute young girl of his dreams, I didn't think of them, while the song was going on, but of my love interests, what good would it do for me to think of him? And of course, the starring female role was mine! In fact, when I saw the previews of the movie, 50 Shades of Grey, and saw the actor and actress, they didn't seem to have the chemistry, the connection, and I wondered about the experience. I will without total judgement, until I borrow Sam's video! But, I had this old Marine, English Professor, and I remember being really offended that he said, that none of us, could appreciate or understand Shakespeare, which I loved, and dreamed in Middle English, while taking his class, until we reached the ripe old age of 40! LOL! At the time, I must have been about 29 years old, and highly rejected his proposition, that I could not understand Shakespeare! Didn't I get an A in his class, and didn't he say, after reading some of our papers, that he wished that he could have written them? But, that still, side stepped the point he was trying to make, which, at 60, I am starting to understand . . . some things in life, come with age, with experience . . . I believe, that it has taken me to now, to even understand how to treat a man, love a man, give him the space and time he needs, and love him for him, not for something, that he gives me . . . while sex was good, and I always loved it, wanted more than I got, generally, I don't think, I understood love, as being so much a part of sex. Maybe I have had some sexual healing, and it is putting those two together for me . . . it used to be just a sport fuck at one point in my life, knowing that was not right, I searched for more, and think I am just scratching the surface of understanding the paradigms of love and sex and how they relate.
Sorry, I am probably much to analytical and have a trained critical mind, to sit back and enjoy a movie like that, but the book, might, and that is a big might, do something for me. When my husband used to read to me, every night in bed, playing with my hair, one arm holding the book, and the other free hand, assuring me he loved me, touching, caressing, exploring, to the point, at times I couldn't concentrate on the book! Each man I have been with, and hopefully most of you are not as damaged as I was, and can't disassociate as easily, separating the body, mind and soul, like I could, but each new man, seems to take off or start, where the other one ended or I ended with them. The scary thing is, that you just meet some guy, and they can take you deeper than the last partner, without really knowing them that well, leaving you more vulnerable, or immediately liking, loving, caring, more deeply than you had the previous partner, husband, boyfriend, or lover . . . God knew this project was going to take some time! Who would have thought, that it would take me this long to meet, whatever, don't know if that is Mr. Right, Prince Charming, I tend to be much more realistic than that, but there does seem to be good, better, best, and I am getting closer, at least I hope, or a life time in vain! LOL! Not really, so much satisfaction in other areas, that at times, this has just been a sideline pursuit, if a pursuit at all!
I Keep Forgetting About the Evidence Part of the Cinderella Story
If you will recall either from the Fairy Tale or the movie of Cinderella, her mother dies when she is young, and she raised by her father, who later in life, marries, the wicked step-mother with the two hideous daughters. Dad dies, or is killed, or disappears, I can't remember, but he is somehow out of the picture, and the step-mother becomes a demanding and cruel parent, and the two step-sisters, are equally as abusive. Prince Charming, is of age, and is looking for a wife, and sends a proclamation though out the land, that he is going to hold a ball, and invite all the lovely ladies of the land, and select one of them for his wife. I think, that Cinderella, working away, slaving to clean the house, keep the castle in order, accidentally gets the invitation via delivery of one of the little sparrows whom she has befriended. The step-mother makes sure that the two step-sisters know of the Prince's plans to wed, and is bound and determined to keep the news from Cinderella, who is by far the most beautiful of the three, and make sure she doesn't get to the ball, while the sisters ready their dresses and apparel for the event.
With the help of the animals, mice, birds, and what not, Cinderella makes a dress herself, reminds me of sewing my own prom dresses, and finishing some of them, while my date was upstairs waiting for me! LOL! But either the step-sisters or the step-mother, see Cinderella, dressed and waiting to go to the ball, and they notice she is wearing a set of pearls, that I believe her dead mother had left her, and the step-sisters say that they belong to them, just as everything in Cinderella's house and the house of her mother and father, had become, property of the wicked three, and they tare them from her neck, and some how destroy her homemade dress also. She is dejected and crying in the garden, when her Fairy Godmother comes to the rescue and gives her a dress and some glass slippers to wear, but reminds her, that if she is not home by the stroke of midnight, her coach, a pumpkin, will turn back into a pumpkin and her dress, glass slippers and the whole outfit will go back to the rags that she was wearing at the time the Godmother found her. And as we all know, the Prince gets one look at the beautiful Cinderella, and his heart is stolen, and no other girls in the kingdom will do. But, as she runs to make the midnight deadline, she leaves one of her glass slippers behind. That is the one piece of evidence that connects the mystery girl to the Prince, he must find the girl who wore those glass slippers!
We All Know, A Size 9, 10, or 11 Foot, Will Not Fit Into a Size 7 1/2 Slipper!
So the squires of the Prince, go house to house, to find the true mystery woman, who has caught the heart of the Prince. They come to Cinderella's house, for truly she was the rightful heiress of her father and mother's fortune, and all in the house, belonged to her, not the wicked steps . . . but, Cinderella is locked in the attic, to hide her from the squires view, with the step-mother, trying desperately to make one of the other girls, pass as the mystery woman, that Prince Charming as lost his heart too . . . and you see where I am going with this, too bad, that this type of verification is not used by the cops, FBI, or CIA, or agencies, that are, hopefully, looking into my story!
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