Where do I begin with these ties that bind us two now (<<-video link)
It culminates with you. I guess my 7th grade class and Betsy Lindemere
Funny thing was that my father knw her father long before I met here, though I may have met her at a reception at her father's church 4-years before we'd end up in the same 7th grade class. In that class, she teased me and sent a note daring me to say something romantic. I was tongue tied. Funny how 'self' will give me the answers to posed questions. Whatever I wrote, it had her blushing and turning pink. I had an idea of the effect of those words, but they were mostly canned phrases I probably heard on TV and pulled them out of my ass for that request..
Flash forward 10 years to my junior year in college, the girl at the school bookstore gave me a note with her phone number on it, asking me to call her. When I called she also asked me to tell her what I'd do to her in such-n-such a situation. Pam Norris was her name. Actuall I'm getting ahead of myself. A girl I met at a Black student dance came up to see me from her school n/o Philadelphia. We were relaxing in bed talking, and whatever I was saying got her excited enough to cream in her pants. I HAD NO IDEA WHAT I'D JUST ACCOMPLISHD, solely with words. It was the same way 2 years later with Pam Norris. I was just pulling stuff out of thin air to say anything, but I must have said the right things for the 3-times she called, she'd hang up in a rush. The beginning of my senior year, she called again, this time I was mentally ready with an archived set of thoughts that I gave to her. That got her to set up a date to come rto see me..
2-years later iwas on X-Mas leave from Army training and my mother asked me to accompany her to her annaul xmas Cotillion. I went in my Dress Greens that I had to wear when traveling, but they were a hit with her friends, one of whom said, 'Well Hello, Merli!'. I was somewhat shocked by the tone but it began to open my eyes that women weren't the pedestals of virtue we men ahd to protect.
21 or so years later in Richmond Virginia theree was a chat line that you could call and engage others on there. At first I was 'gentlemanly' and got blown off the line with derision. I came back with Bitch this and Bitch that, and I'll do this and that, and I was getting the same reaction that Betsy, Pam Norris and Pam Bennet {the girl, who came to visit me from Philly]. These women were getting my number and calling me up or some stuff.
It was with that and other things that revealed the sensual erotic desires of women were as strong or not stronger than men, that was the first piece of the puzzle of having visceral resonance with any woman exhibiting that availability.
