I've never romanced a woman over the internet. I don't mean the wham-bam-spank-you-m'am of porn sites. I mean, rather, the literary seduction aspect of romance. Maybe I should?
Well, no, I probably shall not. There's a lot of caveat emptor to be considered on the internet. A Ferrerman must be cautious.
I recently wrote about a woman (a woman as far as I could tell...) who wanted to jump right in to cyber sex with me with absolutely no provocation from me. Yikes. We now know that wasn't going to happen. I have several wonderful women friends, all who have come to me via the internet, none of which I cyber-sex with. Whether they are married or in a relationship of other sorts, they all interested in Ferrerman's huge sex organ, just the same.
Of course, by huge sex organ I mean, my brain. Oh boy- I've got a big one!
But, that's not really exactly what the attraction is. It is the brain but the spanking stuff is just them doing their friendly duty, of sorts. They are very tolerant and understanding of my spanktuality and it doesn't get in the way of our friendships because that's not what we're all about. I don't cyber sex with any of these women. I don't think any of them question why I talk trash with other women on the threads but not them in real life. We're grown ups. Men and women can be friends without "Tab A" having to fit in "Slot V". I have known for years that many women are actual human beings. I very much like that these woman wisely see that, at least Ferrerman, is also a human being.
I've really only been wrong once. That happened this year. There was a gal in the threads who, though a rather delicate lily of a poster, could also be quite a tiger! I admired her posting and her liberal mind. We did quite a bit of personal messaging earlier this year. It was rather in-depth and frequent.
I don't go through life with blinders on though. I wouldn't be Ferrerman if I did. I knew full well she was in a relationship. Kinda odd though that it was 15, maybe 20 PM's into our messaging that she mentioned the guy at all. That's the sort of news you put out there right away if you're not looking for romance. It's best to cut to the chase/head 'em off at the pass. If I had been the sort of Ferrerman to be seducing this gal, I'd also be the sort of Ferrerman to quit while I was already behind. I liked her. I just didn't like her like that. I didn't see any reason to like her like that. Honestly, I don't recall her really giving me any reason. Her having a cyber boyfriend was a rather large omission, I thought.
We messaged heavy (but not hot) for a couple of months. A few months ago, this came to a halt. People get busy, I guessed, though I kinda wondered if I hadn't been played.
One of the creepiest posters on Topix had just renewed his feud with me and I knew that this gal was friendly with the shoe-shopping freak. I had actually thought only a couple of weeks had passed since I had last heard from her but, it turned out to be a month. I wrote her. She wrote back, letting me have it with both barrels. Yikes.
She didn't at all like how I treated her shoe-shopping-freak friend! Well, that had never come up before! Yikes again. I had actually laid off the shoe-shopping-freak the past months out of some polite deference to her but mostly because the guy is a Major League fucking idiot. The guy is worse than Sam. He's so much so worse than Sam that I think he might be Sam. Now, that is some YIKES!
But, because I had held back, the timing of her dismissal of me was curious. I hadn't rattled any sabres and he hadn't tossed any high-heeled shoes. All of a sudden, Fort Ferrerman had been fired upon and secession abounded.
Had I been played? Or had she felt rejected by Ferrerman? Both?
Well, I don't know. I'll never know. The very thing that attracted me to her in the first place- her mind- was lost that day. Her liberal-minded postings went away. She disagreed with everything I posted after that. Breaking up is hard to do. It's particularly hard when you weren't even going together. Sheesh- I thought Sam was bitter! Hell hath no fury...
Well, nothing ventured, nothing gained. This little hiccup is just a sputter of internet nonsense. The good dancers remain on the floor. The wallflowers go shoe-shopping. The band plays on. I'm a good dancer because I know the rythym, no matter the song, even if I miss a beat or two. I like to dance and do so with the best partners!!
4 comments:
LOL. You win some, you lose some :)
I don't do chat rooms. About 15 years back, when I first got my computer, I did venture onto ICQ. I don't think it's even still running, but people would send a message and you could reply. I was talking to a fireman in Canada, until I told him my age and then he disappeared LOL. Of course, you can be anyone you like on the internet, so he could have been a lounge-room sumo wrestler for all I knew and I could've been an Olympic gymnast, but I don't do dishonesty. It made my daughter giggle. She had quite a bit of fun being different people on there and would tell me all about it. She said, 'You never meet anyone normal, mum, they're all superman.' I wasn't looking for anything more than a chat with someone interesting from somewhere different. I pretty much gave up after that.
Before I got on-line, I was at my buddies house and he showed me some chatroom he visited. Many of the people had their webcams on and you could see them and either actually talk to them or type. I found this to be too bizarre for me. He was always trying to get girls to get naked, which was fine but, silly. At least with the webcams on he could be pretty certain he was chatting with women! There'a a lot of fakers on Topix. Anyone can be a "combat veteran" or a "hot chick". Maybe both! Lots of retired millionaires too....
You had me at huge sex organ. Again.You never can tell with online people if they are who they say they are. Honestly I have a hard time knowing if someone is who they say they are when I see them in person. And plus since you
are communicating online you cant ever tell what is going to piss someone the hell off!
LOL!
At least IRL you can tell someone you are joking with them if they get upset. I don't like to qualify my comments with a ;) or j/k. I'd rather they figure it out.
Working construction prepared me for on-line phonies. Actually, just being a man helped there. It's weird when guys I've worked with talk about "being in the 'Nam, man!" and later I find out they are my age. Even on-line these types can't keep their stories straight.
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