Look I can be pretty oblivious at times. But I know how to turn on the charm. A few light-hearted jabs thrown into the conversation with a few blatant double entendres used to do the trick. Damn I hate east Texas sometimes. The men here that can track with my admittedly dirty mind are either gay or married (or both).
It's not that I'm afraid to be blunt. It's that I enjoy the chase. That first realization that the guy you're digging might actually like you too is - well it's a hell of a lot of fun. It took my very first boyfriend months to actually make a move. And the anticipation was exquisite.
I'd much rather flirt and date and take my time then ask a man outright if he'd like to accompany me to the proverbial bedroom. Of course I couldn't use words like proverbial 'round these parts. Besides, I'm not looking for someone to fuck. I'm looking for someone to date -and then eventually fuck. I prefer to make love - but when it comes to sex, I'm a realist. Making love is another dying art form - but that's a-whole-nother blog post.
My approach to men is part Marilyn Monroe part Mae West. A little doe-eyed with a bawdy sense of humor. Very tongue in cheek. I feel there's a that's what she said joke in there - but I'm gonna leave it alone.
Here's the Cliff's Notes version of Flirting 101. If a girl smiles, makes eye-contact, touches your arm and flips her hair, chances are she's into you. And If you want to ever get into her - you'll have to pick up what she's putting down.
And if this post offended you - just remember the words of my idol Mae West. "Those who are easily shocked should be shocked more often".
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