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Are aggressive young women to blame for gender-confused young men?
  • SoCal Sex fusion... I think it could be quasi-enviromental....physiological, but...er....quite fun....

    I have a bet with my son's friend Kyle. He is going to San Francisco State in the Fall. He a a long black haired, langourously draped lounger. I bet him if he turns gay I win $50., and if he does not, I lose 50 bucks.

    He is tall and has long jet black hair, and is pale skinned, and wears eye makeup under the eyes. He wears tight tailored clothes. He does not act world weary; he is world weary.

    Perhaps if one is a designer type, this sort of exploration of the feminine side is thrilling? Like your first joint or your first sex....a whiff of the forbidden.....

    I can appreciate that stance. I remember my masculine days. I thought I was macho.

    I would jump on a wild horse and ride.....I would study to become a bullfighter....every new love conquest was another notch on my belt....drinking, carousing in TJ by myself...singing in Spanish in bars.....dressed in leather or jeans....waking up in strange turquoise colored rooms as an antonio bandaras lookalike smiled and asked about breakfast....wow...those days of drunkingly singing on the top of cars,(in Spanish), with five federales aiming long guns at my head....because I was embracing my masculine side, hahaha.....see there can be a downside.....silver scorpins on my black cowboy hat....badass bodaciousness....with world class boobies involved, of course.....BUT DUDES!!!!

    everyone is confused yes, in socal, yes, BUT....erotocism is an art.....not a attitude, or a pose....where was I going with this....ah yes....no harder to be a dude than a woman....the tension of romance and the highest eroticism needs the constraints of structure to flourish in the dance....I indulge my masculine side as a different instrument in the orchestra.....we just need the lightness and playfulness. The seriousness out, out I say!

    My favorite moment was when I got a certain PGA top golfer full sails and spinnakers out, sheets to the wind, and we completely exchanged masculine for feminine. It was a walk on the wild side....and he fully embraced it. It was more than an adventure....morphing can be an exhilarating adventure my worthy dudes,,,,just hang on!

    "I am you and you are he and he is we and we are all together, I am the Walrus." The Beatles.

    blondbeeyatchusa