Yet more sex...

I can't even begin to understand why this thing called sex gets so much under my skin. Should get inside I suppose, but I'll leave that out as in physically out for now. I still cannot shake the image of the domineering. What a hoot. That is something which will never get underneath or inside And it will never make me tremble because the days of the Holocaust are over. I like men. That should come as pretty normal. I also like a variety of men in the fact that I do not have 'a type' of man. I have dated men who all look so different to each other. For some I have felt nothing at all, for some I have felt lust, for some I have felt love, and for the very special ones I have felt love as in 'love changes everything'. All have been men, all different as in Andrew Lloyd Webber's 'Aspects of Love'. And somehow as I look back, I realise they all had a common factor; none was domineering. I'm not sure if they even had a dominant streak, but I would have coped with that. Perhaps a girl keeps looking for her perfect man, when her definition of that perfect man is either exactly unlike or exactly alike her daddy. Yes I am still a daddy's girl, always have been, always will be. Life, as riddled with strife as it may have been threw me a lucky dice; my daddy. But it is only now that I come to the conclusion. That is the reason why I had so many sugar daddies. That is probably the reason why I only dated old men for a period of time. Somehowe, sitting dangerously on sugar daddies' laps is an experience in itself. It made my real dad upset because he thought he hadn't been much of a dad. Because that is what all psychological self-help books state. Wrong. It can really work in reverse. Another reason, perhaps I, myself am domineering. I cannot exlude that if my equation is to hold. Dating old men can give a girl a kick, a very powerful one too. There goes this girl at 20 watching men of 50 and 60 lust after her like dogs on heat. It's all so powerful, because in women stakes, beauty and intellect together with a high sex drive are powerful aphrodisiacs to men. It's so very simple. And yet I ended up happy with a Mister who is not even a year older than me. So much for my let's-ravage-old-men symptoms. So I have explored all the concepts which turn women on. But what turns men on? It's not so different. It's also all about power. But the poor men have power in reverse. And with the men it always gets physical. They think they have the power. In reality it's us making their poor old members rise to attention or scurry away into hiding. That's why it's called foreskin because it's all so skin deep anyway.