And now I'm NOT interested in getting to know her. I like sex. I think I'm good at it. I need my partner to like sex and be good at it. She obviously does not like sex - so in a year, two years, whenever she thinks she's ready to have sex with me she's going to be terrible at it because she's either terrified of intimacy or she hates it.
You MIGHT be reading too much into it.
Just keep in mind, it might have just been simple stage fright.
Part of the glory of all this is finding out all the little idiosyncracies a woman has, even in the sex department, and then finding out if they change after being with you. I've had women say that they prefer this and don't like that, or this is how you're supposed to approach this or approach that, and then the whole thing gets tossed out the window and suddenly they're not even following their own rules - - because they might have just come up with new ones all of a sudden.
It makes for very fun or at least interesting pillow talk sometimes. I often get a good laugh out of teasing a girl, "Wait a minute, I thought you said that ("fill in the blanks") is a hard and fast rule for you and I should never do "XXXXXXXX" this way but only
"THIS WAY"?
"Hmmmm... (giggle) I changed my mind."
Or they never do
"this act", never have and never will and suddenly
THAT is what they have planned as part of the evening. But but but but...I thought you never did "that". Well, I guess now they DO! :lol:
A lot of them just get a giggle out of setting up all the rules of intimacy and then "forgetting" about them and then forgetting to tell YOU just so they can watch the smoke coming out of your ears. For me that's
"the good stuff", well...part of it anyway.
And it extends way beyond mere intimacy too.
Like
"if you're going to do the dishes, ALWAYS wring out the sponge, I can't STAND wet sponges on my sideboard, it's one of my pet peeves" and then I'm doing the dishes and she takes over because "I'm not doing it right" and SHE leaves the sponge put up all sopping wet, and I go to wring it out and she looks at me like I'm from Mars.
"What are you doing?"
OR "don't you EVER fart in front of me, it's disgusting, go into the bathroom and fart if you have to" and then the next day in the middle of watching a movie she lets out a monster toot so loud that the dog leaves the room.
OR "if you're going to sleep here, just understand I always like to have the bed made up after we get up, it's important to me. I don't care if you do it or I do it but we have to make the bed every morning", and then a week later we get up one morning and have to go somewhere and I go to make the bed and, "Screw that, we'll do it later, we have to go."
All this boils down to the fact that she just might surprise the HELL out of you the next time you see her, if there is a next time.
You might need that first aid kit....because suddenly now SHE IS ready!
