By Bryan Wegman.
“Do you want to know why you haven’t found the right man yet. It’s simple there are three types of guys. There’s the good guys, the bad guys and the strange guys. Lets start with the bad guys since all women always believe they fall for the bad guys all the time. The bad guy wants one thing and that’s sex. Correct”
“Yes” she said leaning closer towards me, nodding her head and playing with her hair.
“That’s debatable, but I can work with it. So the bad guy just wants sex so he’s going to approach you confident and look at you like a toy for his amusement. At first your thinking to yourself I wouldn’t fall for him, he’s a jackass. He’s overly cocky, but he works his magic on you and soon your another one night stand on the check list next to his bed. His game is simple. It is a game. He’ll make you feel meaningless and look at you like your not even there and not even part of his plans for the night. He’ll call you names and say bad things about you, but he’ll keep a balance in his head. He’ll hand you a piece of gum while your talking, but buy you a drink. He’ll say negative things about your personality, but then ask you to dance. He’s got you on a string and he knows it. He’s got you begging for just another complement, or anything to make you feel good about yourself because now you begin feeling self conscious, but special at the same time because you are with him. It’s all part of his game he knows it. You realize it the next day, but at that point it’s too late. You fell for his game.
“Women aren’t like that. We don’t fall for it like that. You make it sound so stereotypical.”
“Hear me out on this. I know it’s general, but it’s basic rules and principles. Let me just roll with this and by the end I guarantee you will know where to find the man of your dreams and you will have him as well. Now you believe what you have been searching for your whole life is this good guy. This perfect gentleman that treats you amazing and gives you everything you have ever wanted. He would never look at another lady around you and he would devote all his love to you forever and ever. Well congratulations you have two choices here now you can marry a rich gay guy that will never please you, or you can marry the man you don’t even know exists. Look for him in the dark corners of bars and spending nights home studying while others go out and have fun. He is invisible to you. Even if he was right in front of your eyes you would never know he was there because his problem is he has no game. He’s too shy to approach you and you would never approach him, he’s too nervous to hold a conversation with you and he’s too scared to attempt to dance with you, or make any sort of move with you. You would have no shot of ever finding this perfect guy and making him yours and even if you did manage to make all the first moves and set the whole relationship up. You would get bored with time. The same day forever for the rest of your life. No arguments, no changes, the same boring routine daily, with nothing ever to talk about and no excitement in life. So now what’s left? This is where I come in, the weird guys category. Want to know why I’m such an intriguing target to women. The mystery of it all, and the excitement. Were not bad people we just like a thrill and we will take you along with us as long as you want to stay. Watch. Come a little closer.”
She leaned in with her right ear.
“Did you know the ears are one of the most sensitive places on the women’s body.” I whispered in her ear and blew a little air behind her ear.
“Did you also know that lions bite at each other’s manes while having sex. It’s a very sensitive spot on the body for humans as well.” I wrapped a couple of pieces of her hair up in my fingers and slowly pulled letting the hair slide out from in between my fingers while letting my pinky lightly stroke down her neck until I reached the bottom of her neck. I placed my palm around the back of her neck letting my thumb hang up, stroking the back of her ear and I pulled a little closer till our lips were just out of reach of one another’s. I could see her puckering out her lips trying to get ours to touch.
“The lips and tongue are the most densely concentrated with nerve endings of any part of the human body” I whispered closing the gap. I pulled my lips away and stared her in the eyes. “It’s all about understanding every little detail about women. Everything from the right thing to say when she’s upset, to the right parts of her body to touch to make her feel on top of this world. Only the weird guys really understand everything about a women because we explore, we take the time to play around and figure someone out, but most importantly we listen and we pay attention. When I first sat down you leaned back and crossed your arms. I knew you were disinterested and wanted nothing to do with this weird guy talking to you, but once I watched your bodies reactions to the things I was saying I was able to understand, your likes and your dislikes. I got you to open up to me, just enough that I was able to take hints and clues to figure out you were unhappy with you romantic life and barge open the rest of the door to figure out the real problem. I was able to look you in the eyes and figure out your past stories, by the topics I was discussing with you. How you cringed your eyes when I described the bad guy and how your eyes got a little watery and your eyebrows started to scowl when I told you the good guy doesn’t exist. The genuine smile and slowed breathing when I blew a little air behind your ear. The tensing when I pulled at first a little too hard on the back of your hair, but the uncrossing of the legs and the arms dropping down to your sides when I lightened up a bit. The 3 second gaze into each others eyes with a quick look away, but right back into a stare showed your interest in a kiss. I must warn you if you. I will ruin your life, but I will make you live and I will make you know real love. I’m leaving now. Will you follow me if you want to ever see me again, or stay and I will forever be that perfect man of mystery you will forever dream about.”
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