I was eye fucked by the receptionist at the hotel lobby today. I didn't even notice it, I was too busy reading about the hotel's rich history in the brochure. My parents pointed it out to be when we left the desk. She looked like the kind of woman who would look for a serious sexual relationship, and I'm not ready for that kind of commitment.
Eye sex consists of the following stages: 1. Eye courtship (e.g. a few shared, ephemeral glances of two attractive young adults as they notice each other in the street) 2. Eye intercourse (a full on, sweaty, orgasmic eye shag) If, at any stage during eye courtship one party shows signs of discontent, it is improper for the other party to initiate eye intercourse. However, it is acceptable for the rejected party to continue their efforts at eye courtship discreetly and for a limited time if only for a second chance. If a person chooses to initiate eye intercourse with a non-eye-consenting individual, they would be guilty of: 3. Eye rape. In conclusion, there is a difference between eye intercourse and forced eye intercourse and it is unfair to label all eye fuckers as eye rapists or eye pedophiles.
I think you are looking fantastic honey, the weight loss is showing. I think getting eyefucked is the only compliment some pervs are capable of giving to a beautiful woman
The funny thing about this thread is: In the real world, those that complain about getting perved at the most are usually the ones that ....... err arent so much. Even by 21, shouldnt you all be over this kind of stuff?, so someone wants to grind on ya, wooptie do
I am talking about your relationship to men in general. I do seem to observe princesses have a tendency to idolize their partners and despise the near remainder of the male population other than celebrities. Which is why I can't stand them. I hate being idolized. It's LOTS of work, although it seems the opposite. But it doesn't matter, I'm sure if I knew you more deeply I would come upon many traits in your personality that don't fit my generalization. Every princess has a personality underneath the shell. It's just that the shell doesn't appeal to me.
I know, I know. But it's not like I'm not archetyped myself, which is really my only beef. Sometimes I'm better at laughing it off than others.
He's polite about it. Example, last night we had a gorgeous waitress and were both like 'damn she is gorgeous'. Andy might have engaged more in conversation than he would with an ugly waitress, but he never looked at her with intent. He is very respectful. What a man should be, you know? -Lynsey