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Conversational Autopilot
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Conversational Autopilot In men’s fantasies, we’re sitting here in our lingerie lusting over pics of your dick and begging to have that thing in side us. With our trusty vibrators in hand, we’re so gushing wet that it’ll take a mop to clean up the mess. Don’t get me wrong, I’d love to be in that state more often. Too bad life just doesn’t work like that. The reality is that I’m probably in my less-than-sexy sleepwear – pajama pants, a worn-too-many-times t shirt, robe, hair scarf, panties with holes in it, no bra (no, not a good look for big girls like me). I’m online checking in on my various social media outlets of choice. I’m likely folding laundry or doing some other mundane chore with my tablet on. I will often accept a chat invitation or two to spice things up a bit. Honestly, I’ll never meet anyone for sex. I’m a happily married woman. But that won’t stop men from trying. I’ll admit, I enjoy the attention. I’m in a near hypnotic state clicking the same buttons every day, having the same conversations over and over again. All of it, even the anger and hostility, is all being done by autopilot. The conversations are less than scintillating. Guys either can’t get the conversation past pleasantries... How are you? Enjoying the weather? What are you up to today? Working today? Did I ask what you were up to today? Really? Nothing? You sure? BORING! The minute I’m finished with what I’m doing, I’m bailing on this conversation without so much as a “Sorry, gotta go.” Or, guys get over-excited and go to the other extreme. They want what they want and won’t take no for an answer... What are you looking for? Wanna meet? No? That’s ok, no pressure, how about later? Enough time? Wanna meet now? Now? Here’s my cell number, text me so we can meet This actually doesn’t upset me. I get this every day. Literally, every day. It doesn’t produce a strong reaction anymore. It’s simply…BORING! Do you know what happens when someone manages to break that routine? Cue up that scratching sound of a record player abruptly stopping. Your goal when talking to someone for the first time is to snap her out of that hypnotic state of autopilot as early in the conversation as possible. Talking about the weather won’t do this. Neither will brazen sexual references. Flirty conversations, however, WILL accomplish your goal. Mr Too Brazen: Him: I’m 5’11, 180, in good shape, I exercise regularly, and I absolutely love giving oral sex YAWN Me: This isn’t the 1950’s, everyone likes oral What’s he expecting here? That I’d fall all over myself thinking “I better get me that before he offers it to the next girl”? Do you really think my eyes are bulging out of my head with that offer. No. It’s BORING Him: You’ll be on your knees begging me for my cock Does he really think this comes off as anything other than having serious psycho-sexual issues? Reading too many penthouse letters I guess Me: What gives you the impression I’m somehow into forced submission? Him: It’s not like that Me: I’m the one on my knees, in a subservient position, lacking any and all impulse control simply from seeing a strange penis in front of me … what does that tell me about your perception of women? You know, I came here for some excitement, he’s not giving it to me. All that’s left is to verbally berate him. Him: I just meant you would enjoy great sex with me Explaining himself. This is called Lampshading a Wrong Turn. By not changing the subject it doesn’t allow the conversation to move past the faux pas At this point, I’m BORED with him … that’s why I’m toying with him. While he may think I’m angry and upset, every day I’m having this same conversation with someone. It’s all autopilot at this point. Avoiding this by opting for safe conversational choices at every turn isn’t the solution either. Mr. I Take Pride In Playing It Safe: Him: Do you chat back? I hate this opening, but no one else is chatting at the moment Me: Sometimes Him: Good [silence] Him: What are you up to today? Me: Not a whole lot I know that’s not much of a response, but this isn’t a question anyone cares about anyway. It’s merely a pleasantry Him: Enjoying the weather? Me: Would almost confuse this for spring Him: Yeah [silence] Him: Did you go out at all? Me: No Him: That’s too bad, it’s really nice out I know it’s nice out, we’ve already covered this, move this conversation along [silence] Him: Working today? Me: Yes, I go in later, I have the evening shift Him: What do you do? Me: Manager in a retail store Him: Cool Me: Yeah What else am I supposed to say? I could ask him questions in return, but the conversation is just so uninteresting that it would simply be prolonging the agony Him: I’m going to take the to the park today No doubt this was meant to tell me something about him. He likes being outdoors, he has a dog. Neither detail is particularly interesting. Why waste time telling me boring stuff? Me: Cool Yup, the dreaded one syllable response. This isn’t the conversation I came to the site to have Should I continue? Or do you want to tear your eyeballs out reading this? Yeah, me too. He didn’t do anything wrong. He didn’t offend me in any way. He was polite and respectful. That wasn’t the problem. The problem was that it’s BORING! Mr. Playful and Fun: Him: Planning on going out and enjoying the unseasonably warm weather today? Me: Nope, gotta work later [waits a minute or two, but not too long] Him: Gimme your opinion: Peter Dinklage. Sex symbol? Or no? Cue up sound of abrupt record player stopping sound Me: The dwarf from Game of Thrones? Him: Is “dwarf” even politically correct? Shows social awareness, doesn’t concede that everything a woman says is automatically great and wonderful. It invites further discussion should I choose to accept it. Him: But yeah, that guy Me: Hell yeah! I’d do him Him: Ahh, you’re a freak aren’t you? Me: Proudly so Him: He does have gravitas doesn’t he? Didn’t go down the rabbit hole of brazen sex talk, good, goal is to stay flirty, not brazen Me: His voice alone can talk me into an orgasm So I admit it, I’m a freak. But who got that out of me? Brazen sex talk almost always goes nowhere. Playing it safe just makes me want to perform ritual suicide. But the playful and flirty conversation never fails. What did that brief exchange tell me? He likes Game of Thrones. He knows who’s trending. He’s socially conscious. What did the other exchanges tell me about the other guys? They like the<b> outdoors </font></b>(BORING!). They like cunnilingus (BORING, everyone is making that same offer). |
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Hell, I would do Peter Dinklage. No, wait... I would do Tyrion Lannister. It would have to be Tyrion... 
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omg, yes, talk to me like I am a human with thoughts
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So what are you looking for? I'm looking for someone who is interesting enough to get me out of this hypnotic trance from dealing with the SAME conversations every day.
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