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By: ChaoticSpecter

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not own anything that has anything to do with Digimon sigh maybe in another
life.

               
What is it with guys and thinking that all they have to do is stick their
fingers in a girls pussy to make her want to fuck? Brainless bastards. One
would think the concept behind the workings of the penis and the vagina would
call for a different method when faced with one or the other--I mean it’s fairly
obvious. And yet somehow there are guys going around putting minimal effort
into pleasuring whatever female they happen to be seeing at the time and being
surprised when she shows little to no interest in what he’s doing. 

               
If the concept of difference between said organs wasn’t enough, I would think
that the lack of interest from your female partner would be enough to clue you
in., I mean you’re there trying to get laid and she’s brushing you
off--Obviously you’re doing something wrong. The smarter ones get it after
awhile, while others soldier on.  Their persistence is endearing really,
it would be cute if it weren’t so damn annoying.

               
It’s rare that I run into a guy with this type of…hell, I’m at a loss as to
what to call it--Kinda barbaric if you ask me. Makes me feel like I should be
back in the Stone Age where I just so happen to be the female that got hit
upside the head and dragged off to some retarded males cave.  And this
males sense of romance involves shoving his fingers in me so that I get just
wet enough for him to fuck me.  Yeah, I’d call it barbarism. It’s so
fucking backwards that that’s the only thing to call it.

               
I sigh. This guy doesn’t know how to take a hint and I’m tired of trying to
clue him in. I sit up and shove the guy off of me as I do so. I start pulling
my clothes back on as soon as I stand up and he starts to yell indignantly.
Once I’m dressed, I find my bag and pull a cigarette out of its confines and
light it. I listen to him berate me for a few minutes more, still puffing on my
cigarette.

               
It’s sad how little effort some guys put into sex. You’d think that they would
put a lot more effort into it considering how obsessed they can be with it. If
all men put as much effort into sex as they did when talking about it, I
wouldn’t be disappointed right now.  I shook my head and looked at the
face of the man I had hoped would be a good lay, he was just staring at me
blankly now. I offered him a weak smile, “You know, you should really work on
your approach in bed,” I said before turning to leave the room altogether. Yes,
it truly is a shame, some men’s sense of romance.