Karma Dancing With Shadows

This corner of the world is mine where I come to write, claim my independence, feel, think and write what's on my mind in the hopes that sharing experiences of being the daughter of a Narcissist can help others who are dealing with and overcoming the obstacles to regaining true emotional freedom.

Monday, August 11, 2008

Soooo Into You

Chemistry's good and you're ready to take it past the phone calls, beyond the getting-to-know-you's and as smitten as might be, may I suggest kindy once you finally see the picture you've visualized in your mind's eye materialize, do us and yourselves a favor: S-L-O-O-O-W down!!! The last first date I had moved so fast, I almost wrote him off. I figured it would follow a natural progression since we were romantically feeling each other but after the initial hug and peck, brutha man kicked his adoration into hype mode dipping his tongue down my throat with a kiss so wet I had to wipe my face and reapply my make-up. And this continued throughout the date when at every opportunity after that first saint bernard kiss, he would pucker up between green lights at an intersection, after holding my door in and out of the car, inside the store, on the train's platform and even after garlic-laced meals at an italian restaurant. It became unbearable along with the effusive compliments and longing puppy dog stares. His likeability factor dropped a notch above tolerance and although I didn't want to seem non gratis, I was worn out! I couldn't wait to end the date and get back my energy. My girlfriend's first date, instead of kissing her hand gentleman-like, sucked each and every one of her fingers and palms with his whole tongue...ugh! So if at all possible fellas, please put your testosterone and libido in check. Us ladies like to be romanced not oogled and devoured like a piece of steak, especially, ESPECIALLY on the first date. Save the lavish affection for later. You'll know its mutual if you're left in a pleasant state of being afterewards. Savor a bit of our mystery and I promise you, you'll get double the pleasure next time if you do this. Or else you'll find her putting the brakes on you faster than a minute.

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Dancing with Shadows

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a mix of 'tude...fortitude, solitude and attitude. I have an unhealthy addiction to intelligent, free-thinkers, red vine licorice, vitamin water, raw carrots and sitting on my back porch with a good book becoming one with nature