intercourse DENIED I always wondered why women love shopping so much.
For us it is not something so "fundamental". I looked for a rational explanation, I focused on the psychological mechanisms that may govern this irresistible impulse that seems to animate them, especially after a disappointment, but also in a state of contentment.
The only thing I could see was a comparison between this "need" feminine male sexual appetite.
Everything is born from an email received from a friend, one of those mail apparently "babbler", "ridarecce" sensation is no wish "introspective" or "reflexive ".... Yet that's where I found the answer.
too trivial .... you say. Probably yes, I say.
However, in this mail I found the subtle parallels that got me thinking, a concept that more than "comment" or "analyze" is to "reveal" at the appropriate time ....
How many of you boys do not happen to be there, crouched beside a woman, just as you are about to experience the intense moments of passion in your mind that have already materialized a few hours before, and just then, after the first kiss, first touch, which had to be the prelude to an apotheosis of sex .... she innocently .... languid do with hiding a treacherous project refined over the years .... looks at you and tells you, in a voice whispered doe: "love, no, now I just want to hold me, I need pampering, tonight I want some 'romance .... understand? I need it. "
few seconds of silence .... and you, there, now emptied of the body with about 5 liters of blood, which at that time completely focused on another part of the body that has almost become your "real" part of "thinking" snatching this feature so noble to poor brain, which fumbled, no longer receives sufficient oxygen to ensure a capacity of just acceptable "focus."
And, still in disbelief, you do not even have the time and the ability to replicate, while she purrs like a cat looking for just what she describes as "pampering".
stay quiet, almost hallucinatory, in a trance-like state. And she gratified by that "thin" sense of "power" to which so much had been talking to his mother, falls asleep on your chest, or worse, on your arm, which will inevitably end up totally insensitive and "swarming" ... . and you, in a state of "suspended animation", received what is happening around you, but you can not move a muscle .... not even attempt to "rebel", and stay there until the blood returns to flow more or less normally in your body, providing a sufficient amount of oxygen to your brain, freeing up that other part of your body remains, alas, "unsatisfied." And here
clicks the genius, the "revolution" of thought, the conquest of "awareness":
few days after the episode of "catalepsy" you propose to a stroll downtown, the premise that on this occasion you to give you what you want .... The credit card will leave it at home. Why are you that you want to be the architects of his happiness, his contentment, you, only you .... as a gesture that speaks of your need to "show love" ....
After half an hour, here with her, in an environment congenial to his deepest instincts: the mall or the streets of downtown .... places "amen" to you, a "middle ground" where instead she finally feels "alive" and "free." Free shopping.
And you there, to observe unobtrusively, in fact, facilitated his "momentum." L’assecondate in ogni pensiero, e, non solo.... Entrate con lei in una delle boutique che lei ama frequentare per cambiare circa ogni due settimane il suo guardaroba, e le dite: “ecco, prova ciò che ti va.... al resto ci penso io, voglio vederti felice, è questo che conta”.
Lei, quasi incredula, comincia a provare un capo di Armani, una gonna di Ives Saint Laurent, un top di D&G.... timidamente il suo sguardo si ferma su un delizioso completo di Valentino.... non osa chiedere il prezzo alla signorina che la sta assistendo (anche perché non fa chic chiedere il prezzo di un abito prima di averlo pagato). Ma voi la rassicurate, e, pacatamente, le dite, con voce calma e sussurrata: "Love, do not worry, for me the important thing is that you are happy, well try it if you like ....".
And, after just three hours of parking in the boutique, you approach the cashier with her .... the job has almost finished moving all of them .... she looks at you as you looked at a few times, satisfied and willing to "wear" as soon as the spoils of war and show it to her friends. You, you've almost sold the credit card in the hands of the job .... but .... a moment .... here's the genius ....
innermost thoughts that take you back into shape .... the memory of a state of apparent death ".... a cry choked in my throat (so to speak ).... We turn
toward her, withdrawing the credit card from the hands of the job that does not have time to lock it between his fingers .... look at it .... and with the same calm voice and whispers of before, say, "love, no, now I'm not going to pay .... now I just want to hold me, I need pampering, today I want a bit 'of romance .... Do you understand? I need it !!!!"
And there, dear boys, our minds will break free in an embrace that we will pay for all of us who were "denied" in time ....
tonight are in the throes of a grim sense of anti-romanticism .... but I am sure I will take up soon .... in Meanwhile, there is a soundtrack that fits perfectly .... HERE
