During my high school days ('88-'90), there was a late-weeknight call-in "sex talk" show that was broadcast on cable television. Mind you, this show wasn't available via premium channel, and it was not filmed in front of a live audience. Instead, it was perhaps on some fledgling network in a fairly nondescript studio (similar to Larry King Live!). Very rarely would I be up late enough (11 PM CST) to chance upon it (too the male host was incredibly obnoxious), but one night I do recall paying it heed due to there being a very handsome young man on set as an "in-studio guest".
What intrigued me most about this particular broadcast was how this handsome bachelor proceeded to coolly articulate his rationale behind his (& other men's) nonchalant approach to promiscuity. From there, he took it a step further and explained his thinking regarding how his female lovers choose to perceive him as a playa.
And this guy may have been prostituting himself to women. I honestly can't remember.
Nonetheless, as a 17-18-year-old teenager, this served as an excellent lesson regarding cheap, hetero, sexual relationships. As such, it truly has stood the test of time as I've lived out my life.
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The cul-de-sac we've lived on for 23 years is home to ten other "garden (small) homes". Six of the overall eleven are 3-bedroom while the remainder are 2-bedroom. There're three (not Medicare-age) singles living within these single-family homes, two of which are "relationally active".
What I mean by that is both have significant others that visit often, and it's not unusual for them to stay overnight, even for weeks at a time.
One of these two "relationally active" homeowners is female and other male. Both have children, some of which pay a visit on occasion while others seemingly come and go at will.
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Prince Charming is how the young, handsome in-studio guest (late-night '80s sex talk call-in show) described his harem of female lovers imagining him to be as they chose to participate in relationally non-committal intercourse.
As we know from the fairy tale, Prince Charming was Snow White's savior. He restored her health, having come for her during her time of "eternal sleep". Therein, going forward, it's implied that his presence radically transforms her existence which leads to abundance, joy, and eternal happiness. It's a fate that's fit for a Disney film, and it is deeply ingrained within the psyche of our culture.
The young, handsome in-studio guest went on to describe how he could sense this mirage each and every time he'd achieve participating within consensual intercourse, based on the woman's receptiveness towards him. He did, in fact, acknowledge his physical attractiveness (which perfectly played into her fantasies), but made it clear that each of the women he'd engaged with sexually were unwilling to spread their legs out of a raw desire to fuck (which was his MO). Instead, they were perpetuating a romantic fantasy throughout coitus that was hinged on safety, stability, and hopefulness (that he'd surely bring abundance, joy and eternal happiness).
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Our home is positioned at the entrance point of our cul-de-sac. As such, we have more frontage than any of the other ten homes, by far. Therefore, me being in and out a fair amount, I can't help but see who's coming and going at all hours of the day and night. Loverboys (& girls) make their way to our neighbors' abodes regularly, all the while never acknowledging Rob as they do so. I find myself, at times, attempting to make eye contact when they pass but to no avail. Me thinks this is the case due to fact that I'm no doubt a REAL, LIVE HUSBAND.
Men absolutely crave wet pussy. As much as they can get and as often as they can get it. Women want security. Even if it's fantastical security. And they'll (oftentimes begrudgingly) jettison their chaste in order to compromisingly receive it.
What's fascinating to me is the power of the fantasy. Females are taught, from an early age, to firmly believe in Prince Charming in tandem with what romantic love looks like.
My question is, when do they become more involved with the fantasy, thereby removing their better judgement relative to reality? In other words, knowing that they'd be better off, for all parties involved, to steer clear of perpetuating yet another sexual relationship, why do they allow themselves to not see men's intentions clearly (zero long-term commitment / artificial security)?
Fantasy, within women's minds is amazingly affective. I have to wonder if intercourse (resulting in orgasmic pleasure) doesn't further concretize the illusion as the brain releases hormones in line with the sex act itself.
Prince Coitus?
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