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„Career woman,  educated, funny, charming, looking for a male regarding good sex. Relationship and marriage possible, after consumating his good(ie)s.“

How that sounds?

If you`re a guy, bloody scary, that`s how.

Predatory.

We are talking about sexual equality, about sexual freedom, about all those nicely packed sh.t, with a bow on the top.

The truth is very simple – they are hunters and we are the prey, which doesn`t has much value in their eyes if it surrenders right away. To make it even more simple, if you sleep with the guy the same evening, you often become dull. Yes, you  may see each other for a while, have few good sexual encounters, but for something serious he will choose someone who put at least a little fight. Raising it`s price, in the same time.

Let`s be honest – we can yell, scream, write books, protest as much as we want, but when sex is considered,  they are still very conservative. They still like to try, to fight, even a little, to get their object of desire. Otherwise, they just loose interest and respect. So, we are left with what? To be stubborn, to do it our way, to get mad, cry, curse or just to take the things as they are.

That, I`ve been explaining to a creature, very dear to me,  for the past 10 years. Every now and then, she gets caught in the specific blues, repeating how she would like to have an official boyfriend, how she would like to be loved, cuddled, but it`s ain`t happening. All she has are dates which are starting and finishing as one night stands. The closest she ever came to a relationship, in all this years, are horny calls of the certain guy, in the middle of the night. That kind of „relationship“ lasted over a year. Tears, pleasure and fury were mixing through time, until she finally had it.

All this time she was playing her favorite happy-go-lucky song, saying that she is liberal, opened and that she has the right on it. And she really does.

But…

It`s doesn`t have anything to do with love but with consumation. A fine restaurant dinner vs. fast food. Making a fine dinner takes some effort, time and energy. If you`re not up to it, then take a hot-dog. But then don`t expect some magical flavours.

Seriously, this is how the things are regarding sex, we are still living in the age of caveman. If we get something right away, on a easy way – we just don`t appreciate it. If we have to fight for it, then it`s estimated value is far more higher.

On the other side, sex is a great thing, but if we take to a level to just satisfy our biological need, how in the world we can expect something more?

This is the time of consumerism, where we are actually receiving the message that nothing is priceless and that everyone are replaceble. We can`t praise on that altair expecting that somebody will appreciate us too much, not in that way, that`s sure. That would be prudish.

Let`s make it simple, like true hedonists – if you decide to guttle, to stack food in yourself just to survive, not thinking about it and not giving it a second thought, how do you expect a strong healthy body and some heavenly peaks?

Just decide. Who do you want to be? A predator or a prey? When you do, the things will be much easier. For you and for everyone else.

Dear Dr.Ruth,

watched a movie the other day. About a female loving. I am quite a liberal type who honestly thinks that anything goes until both persons are fine and agree with it. The words „dirty“ and „kinky“ are written on the bonny and inspirational part of my dictionary.

Anyhow, watching 2 female entities falling in love and loving in general. They are lying in bed. She 1 under and She 2 above her. A classical missionary position. And they feel fine. They are both moaning. The She 2, which is above, seems to be pretty busy. She is nailing. The penetrator. At least that is how it looked like.

Considering that I am a woman, I don`t see anything disgusting or odd in it. I really don`t bother myself with questioning about my womanhood, or with the fear of it, like the Enemy. THEY are spending their whole lives in constant insecurity, wondering if they are men enough, for which they become very intimidated by the love of the same sex. And we…We are fine. No dilemmas. We are 100% women and that we will be forever.

The way I picture a female sex, it is a very sensual thing. There are really lots of things to touch, grab, stroke, pet, lick…

But what after it? It all looks like a truely fantastic foreplay. Very hot, very exciting, very horny. And when you are aroused like that, the only thing you have on your mind is to get it. To take it in you. The quicker the better. NOOOOOOOOOW. I do bealive that out there, some women bealive that foreplay is actually the best thing in sex, but I get incredibly horny and in that moment I want it. This is why I am here. Give it. Now.

And for that reason, watching the movie, I`ve pictured myself in that role. I am apt to trying other`s shoes and jumping out the closet, trying to know how is it for somebody else. So I am sitting there and trying to imagine how it feels. Then I stopped. And now what?

In the respective situation mentioned above, on the edge of the mind and orgasm, the only thing that I would want is the Organ. Which is….missing in action. Not there. I`m raising the sheets, peeking under bed, tumbling pillows and blankets hoping to find it and finally get it! But there is none. What the fuck?!? Literally!

The only thing that comes in mind is that She 2 will come up, or even better come in, with a dildo. That soothes me for a while, but then again, I want the real thing. Which is not there.

And there I find myself disappointed. For not getting it. No cookie for me. A-a. Technically, yes, someone was eating, but that was not what I ordered! Check, please!

There I decided that this was not for me.

Yes, I was touched by the tenderness, profundity and understanding in their love, but what is a relationship without good sex?

So there, dear Dr.Ruth, I must admit…there will never be a good lesbian out of me. Or in me, in a matter of (s)peaking.