The sweet guy, no contest. A little fire and dominance is nice, but if I can't have both, I'd rather lead and be seductive with a boy who'll blush and murmur than have to put up with a "manly man" and his macho bullshit. Personally, I don't even like over-defined muscles. They look plastic. Strength and witty confidence are nice. Caring and understanding are much better. All of the above is pure fucking win.
Recently met a guy who asks what I'm thinking every time I giggle, isn't afraid to admit when he gets nervous in bed... and both cooked for me, and later pushed me up against a wall to kiss me hard, on our second date. This totally rocks. ^.^
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Crypticonic said:
I've come to the conclusion that women have no clue what they want.
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So. Damn. True.
A lot of guys say they like me because I'm "a woman who knows what she wants". I usually give them a funny look, but then I have to remind myself they are probably comparing me to the majority of girls my age (20 or 20ish). I have a strong suspicion most of them just chase after whatever catchphrases seemed to work for the happy ending in their favorite chick flicks... (and hey, let's be fair, those lines are nice... but if they aren't sincere, you're just giving a complete jerk a free redeemable pass to stomp on you)
I am a woman who has some idea what she wants, and has learned from experience and observation some of the things she doesn't (liars, drinkers since I don't drink, people who only appreciate my body, people who can't type "you" with three letters, people who don't understand that the SAME PERSON can be both a sensitive, shy girl and occasionally come out as a bit of a slut from time to time, etc). In fact, maybe I do know what I want. A geeky gamer who will respect my sensitivities and support me in succeeding in the ways I wish to succeed without pressuring me to succeed in the ways I don't on one hand, and who will want and crave and try to have me, to enjoy me, and to satisfy me as a sexy woman, on the other. I also love and want occasional theatrical displays of affection.
Yeah, I'm pretty sure most women don't have that clear an idea, huh? Oh, well. ^.^