FAN: A EMAIL FROM A FAN: TAKING IT SLOW

So I've been seeing this one girl, and for the first time in my life I'm not after sex. She is so bright, cheerful, and interesting I find myself enjoying the conversations and connection so much that I forget that I am a guy, and we are just two people who are having a great time, and enjoying each others company like a bottle of wine with a side of pop rocks. You know how you talk with your friends about "going slow", and "getting to know the person", but then when you actually go out you get red faced and flustered as your hormones bum rush your brain cockpit, and force you to land onto the nearest clean sheeted runway preferably with no roommates near the airport.

I know how that feels. The yearning for physical connection is overpowering sometimes. For me it starts like a low pitched noise inside my head. Like when your ears "ring". This can be brought on by a woman who knows how to wear some pants. It causes me a low inaudible
murmur of pleasure.

Now if you happen to see a beautiful woman, who exchanges a warm smile with you, that causes my mouth to start watering, and that low ring in my ears becomes a quiet creek trickling over a rocky riverbed.

The first time you actually touch a woman, reciprocativley, that quiet trickling becomes a quick moving river. And physically, I start to feel my own breath, and my ears get warm. For some reason my hands become a lot more sensitive too. You can easily get to this point on a
date, even if you're in a stodgy restaurant with her parents, and hypercritical aunt.

Now we've reached our sexual Rubicon. The erotic touch, smile, or kiss. You know the one, where you lick your lips unconsciously. The touch where you feel the other persons energy bristling right below their skin. Your breath comes faster and tighter. That gentle feeling
rises up from your belly, into your throat, and escapes through your nostrils and mouth in the forms of passionate kisses, and deep lingering whiffs or the object of your affections. And the noise! That ear noise is a dull roar, the sound of a waterfall splashing down onto your head from a cliff high above. You can't even hear or think of anything else besides the impending release, save perhaps a small worry of who you are letting yourself become. Only the most perceptive
minds can even notice the last part.

All of the steps and stages are too much to fight off. "Getting to know" the person is pretty much an after thought now. Is there anyway to resist this ramp of passion? Anyway to head off this gradual slide into a lustful fury? I didn't think so until now. But hell, I'm only 3 dates into it. at this point I'm usually developing the best way to pee in her bathroom without making a bunch of noise. I'm glad I'm trying it the old-fashioned way this time. Wish me luck, and think of what will really make you happy in the long run too. in the meantime try to stay of the love ramp to the humping highway, when what you really want is something deeper and lasting.

If she is reading this; I promise that when we and if we ever get to that point I'll still respect you, and it will be better than chocolate flavored stamp glue!



PERSONALLY...I THINK THIS GUY IS TAKING THE WRONG APPROACH AND I TOLD HIM.....BUT I LOVE HIS WRITING AND DECIDED TO SHARE THIS EMAIL WITH YOU.