Women ARE ...

[Shahed]

STATEMENT & FIELD REPORT

First of all I apologise deeply to anyone's feelings that I may offend, but please remember there are all kinds on feelings in all kinds of men on this earth, and all kinds of feelings, in all kinds of women.

Don't be the Judge, for only God can judge, you.

I am writing this "report" for these reasons:

1. To share my knowledge with other MEN (who may not have alternate sources for this knowledge).
2: To eject and reject the feelings I have for one woman (AGAIN!).
3. I do this in the anonymity of the internet, on which I have friends, I believe, I do this because I can be invisible. I have no shame in declaring to the world what I am but I do take pleasure in the 'comfort of strangers'. I am anonymous here so I can pour my heart out without caring to much. In essence you guys see me as I really am. I guess this is why I keep coming back to the org: because I feel I still have things to give, but also because I feel good here, and I feel I can truly be myself here.

Tonight I finally learnt something "new" which I knew all my freakin (minding my lingo for ya Beirut) life.

So, in my post coital stupor of 'strawberries & champagne', I'm making this very short and enlightening post.

I met a woman a few weeks back, Frenchie, ran into her at the McDonald's. She was standing behind me in line. I could smell her, I didn't turn around. I knew from her smell she was white and BLONDE!... petite, sexy, and HOT. The feeling and the smell is unmistakeable. Did you know that different women smell differently?. Blindfold me, and I can tell you a Somali hottie smells different from a Guinean hottie, a German hottie smells different from a Thai hottie. I agree that it's a tricky game, you must tune your sense to make the difference. I guess I was born with this, maybe it's why some guys call me a kdog, it's a pun on my family name and DOG! Well I don't mind too much because it's a gift that most men don't have. Not a lot but picture this, you're walking into a place full of people, you smell this beautiful woman, she only wishes that other guys could smell her like you, because you know what she smells like under ALL that makeup, perfume, etc etc... you can smell her, she cannot defend herself from you, she's defenceless against you, you can tell her what she stinks like! (UGH???). You move through the crowd knowing EXACTLY where she is, EXACTLY what her body position is, you know when she's facing you or when she's facing away. You know because her smell intensifies when she's facing you. Why does her body react like that ? Because she's AWARE of your presence, she wants you, her armpits are sweating, when she's looking at you. Sorry, for being frank. When you kiss her, and touch her, and she sweats down under (sorry for pun Ozzies!) you can smell it, and you tell her "I don't even wanna know what's goin on down there!" What do you think she thinks ? She thinks WTF!? Who is this ? Yeah but as you subdue her with your kisses, your caress and your touch, and finally your .... what do you think she thinks ? how do you think she feels ?

Anyway.... as she stood there behind me I knew she's staring right at me, twisting a bit, turning around, looking at the other ques (subconciously) to see if she should move (fear), and then I smelt it, her fear. I knew if I don't act know I cannot live with myself, she wil run away from fear, because she feels nervous and she feels it. I knew she was a perfect sexual mate for me. She froze as she got too close, and then she moved even closer to me, I turned around and caught her RED handed! My blood started pulsing through my viens, my heart pumped much faster, like it was going to explode. My face was blood red, I couldn't hide ot from her. She could see how much I wanted her, hope she thought it was just my natural tan ! I was nervous, about as nervous as charging an enemy batallion's (approx 500 men) entrenched position all alone, by myself. That means pretty nervous you numbskulls!. I stayed. I didn't move, our eyes locked, but then something came over me, I started to talk to her. I told her about my day and how ridiculous it was that I had to wake up so early the next morning. She started to tell me how she had this crappy day and she was totally exhausted. We got our burger takeaways, and I asked her for her number, saying I'd call her.

I called her about 8 days later, fear of losing myself to yet another woman overcame me. I could lose myself just by looking in her eyes. I could forget who I am, who I was, who I want to be just by looking in her eyes. Goddamm it sucks sucks sucks to be a man. I could absolutely destroy myself to protect her, to enhance her, to nurture her. Whaaaat? IS that waht my life is about ??? She's not even carrying my child ! Well I guess that's how I am programmed. But she's just another woman ? What the hell .. who cares ? How should I stop caring ? I hesistated, I thought about her, a lot. I woke up and thought about her. I went to sleep and thought about her. What the hell did she think I want from her ??? Even when with other women, I thought about her. Her lips, so fine, her breasts, so firm, her butt! so amazing, but her eyes... with those streaks of black, blue eyes with black streaks, natural blonde ... ever hear of that ?. Her eyes so blue even a cyclone could not put them out. Her hair felt like a warm waterfall right over my face, my neck, my skin. I could feel every strand of hair across my chest. I could feel every stand of her hair across my face. She felt so good. The look in her eyes, that want, incredible. I couldn't help but be seduced by that genuine look of want from her, a woman I admire. I'm so weak still, I have so much way to go. The way she she looked at me, I was GONE from the first minute. And I struggled to maintain my composure in front of her, knowing, the woman that she is, if I lose my composure I'd have lost her.

At this stage I'm disheartened to write any further, but I'll push to write the whole thing.

Nope, I can't right now.

Here's the statement bit:

I'm never calling her back, I'm never going to SMS her. I'm sure she knows how I feel and I know how she does. I'm so haunted though, cannot believe it. There's nothing special about you. You're nothing... nothing. It's nothing.

So ma petite belle!

Here I am! I'll never declare my feelings for you, you will never know from my lips, from my words, from my body ever again... what I felt for you.

I'll never surrender to YOU !.

[Veho Nex]

Wow... a little over dramatic, but good reading though. Still man if I would say call her back, you know she could be the one?

[Shahed]

I'm not falling "in love" with "the one". You must be kidding me. No way. When she's worth it I will but not just like that, for no reason. For what reason ? I hate this irrational feeling and I'm getting over this. I don't want to forget her, I want her, but I will forget her. I have no reason! Nothing. No way... history. IF she calls, SHE pursues, maybe different but never am I going to give her exclusive right to my body, to my soul, ever, unless she proves herself to me, ever. Unfortunately I know she's nowhere close to the woman I want her to be, so I must let her go NOW, before I hurt her or she hurts me.

[Ramses II CP]

Well, in the interests of full disclosure let me say that I'm married, so I'm no expert on women.

That out of the way, I fell hard for a small French girl once too, during a long plane flight. It was everything that the songs and books had described it as, a poleaxing, mind destroying, life changing event... for me. For her, as best I ever gathered, I was mildly interesting. That very intensity of the experience, on my part, prevented there ever being a relationship, or realistically even a friendship between us.

The worst part was that, rather as you describe holding on to your composure, I knew immediately that the rush of feelings and the power it gave her over me would almost certainly deny any chance of a future. Love grows best, IMHO, between equals. When the mere sight of her, the scent of her had such an effect on me and there was no reciprocal effect on her there were really only two courses remaining, to become the object of her pity or to become an irritant and annoyance to her.

I rejected both of those choices. I am not a secretive person, so once it became obvious that the intensity of the feelings wasn't mutual I took the simplest, most direct path. I explained her effect on me, discussed the possible consequences, and moved on with my life. It hurt, but even pain can be a treasured, valuable part of yourself, and with the clarity of hindsight and having met my wife afterward, I can't say I regret handling it that way.

It still hurts, and in a distant, silly, and absurdly romantic sort of way I still love her. Sitting here thinking about it I can feel an echo of that incredible rush of conversation, and the incomprehensible rising tide of feeling that went with it, when we were stuck together on that airplane.

Anyway, if any of that constituted advice I don't know if it's good or not, but perhaps I posted just to share experiences and say good luck, whether it's getting her or getting over her.

[Shahed]

Yes, I have to find out how she really feels, but actually I know. She needn't tell me, because I can tell by her behaviour. First of all by her SMSs, she always gave me the feeling she's not worthy of me. We had this stupid excuse of some website she knew, and we never talked about the damm website again. She was making a mess of herself over dinner, she was stuttering at times, I just tried to hasten it because I wanted to make her feel more comfortable. She trembled when I touched her. Maybe in a day or two I'll think of something. Then again if she even feels vaguely similar she'll call or maybe not, maybe I've run into another player. As is my suspicion. She'll never fully disclose either.

What did it mean to her... let's see. I'm guessing; nothing.

[Sigurd]

I can’t see sufficient grounds for rejecting this girl. You say she is a natural blond with blue eyes and she is obviously physical attractive considering your flowery wording. What is the problem? She got no personality? Is it the hunt thing? Too easy prey? Is it your ethnic differences?
I suspect you are a hunter Sinan, and enjoy the emotionally turmoil the hunt brings.
Don’t get too addicted or you will be one of those disgusting 60 year olds preying on young women. Everybody needs to settle down at one point, our survival as a species demands it.

I have never been in your situation, the instant mutual attraction between man and woman. All my past experiences has been either that I was attracted to the girl first and had to win her over, or the girl was attracted to me and won me over. Actually, I am not a hunter by nature even though my latest conquest (my wife) was a hunt that lasted a while. I nearly gave up on her and as she noticed, the prey became the predator and she took me head and tail.

And what is up with the smelling thing man? Should we call you Wolverine from now on?
I know I got a fairly good smelling organ, but what you describe is nearly beyond belief. I am tempted to call it wishful thinking.

[Somebody Else]

McDonalds is a pick-up joint now? Who knew...

[Philippus Flavius Homovallumus]

Yes, I have to find out how she really feels, but actually I know. She needn't tell me, because I can tell by her behaviour. First of all by her SMSs, she always gave me the feeling she's not worthy of me. We had this stupid excuse of some website she knew, and we never talked about the damm website again. She was making a mess of herself over dinner, she was stuttering at times, I just tried to hasten it because I wanted to make her feel more comfortable. She trembled when I touched her. Maybe in a day or two I'll think of something. Then again if she even feels vaguely similar she'll call or maybe not, maybe I've run into another player. As is my suspicion. She'll never fully disclose either.

What did it mean to her... let's see. I'm guessing; nothing.

You're crazy. Seriously man, stop thinking, ask her out again.

[Andres]

So, after dating lots and lots of women, you finally fell in love? What a surprise...

Now, what are you waiting for?

Get out of here and call the esteemed lady. Just go for it man

And good luck

[Mouzafphaerre]

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[Husar]

Ehhhh.....

call her! Now!

[Rodion Romanovich]

The God of love war hates those who hesitate
- Euripides

[Beirut]

You're going to pass up the scent of a woman?

Is you mad?

I've had some top shelf honeys, but there's only one I think of when I put my nose to the air and smell the breeze in the trees. The chemistry of her body and the vanilla perfume she wore coalesced into an intoxicating brew of perfection whose lustful qualities far outweighed the cold truth that she would yak at me on the phone until I begged for death and she had no comprehension of how to cook a rare roast beef.

[Rodion Romanovich]

You're going to pass up the scent of a woman?

Is you mad?

I've had some top shelf honeys, but there's only one I think of when I put my nose to the air and smell the breeze in the trees. The chemistry of her body and the vanilla perfume she wore coalesced into an intoxicating brew of perfection whose lustful qualities far outweighed the cold truth that she would yak at me on the phone until I begged for death and she had no comprehension of how to cook a rare roast beef.

Womenz are dangerous, they should come with hazard information:

[Fragony]

Stuttering, that's not a woman that's a girl, do yourselve and her a favor you will get bored.

[Caius]

What did it mean to her... let's see. I'm guessing; nothing.

How do you know? You are never going to know.

Never judge a book for its portade. Nor a woman.

[Vuk]

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STATEMENT & FIELD REPORT

First of all I apologise deeply to anyone's feelings that I may offend, but please remember there are all kinds on feelings in all kinds of men on this earth, and all kinds of feelings, in all kinds of women.

Don't be the Judge, for only God can judge, you.

I am writing this "report" for these reasons:

1. To share my knowledge with other MEN (who may not have alternate sources for this knowledge).
2: To eject and reject the feelings I have for one woman (AGAIN!).
3. I do this in the anonymity of the internet, on which I have friends, I believe, I do this because I can be invisible. I have no shame in declaring to the world what I am but I do take pleasure in the 'comfort of strangers'. I am anonymous here so I can pour my heart out without caring to much. In essence you guys see me as I really am. I guess this is why I keep coming back to the org: because I feel I still have things to give, but also because I feel good here, and I feel I can truly be myself here.

Tonight I finally learnt something "new" which I knew all my freakin (minding my lingo for ya Beirut) life.

So, in my post coital stupor of 'strawberries & champagne', I'm making this very short and enlightening post.

I met a woman a few weeks back, Frenchie, ran into her at the McDonald's. She was standing behind me in line. I could smell her, I didn't turn around. I knew from her smell she was white and BLONDE!... petite, sexy, and HOT. The feeling and the smell is unmistakeable. Did you know that different women smell differently?. Blindfold me, and I can tell you a Somali hottie smells different from a Guinean hottie, a German hottie smells different from a Thai hottie. I agree that it's a tricky game, you must tune your sense to make the difference. I guess I was born with this, maybe it's why some guys call me a kdog, it's a pun on my family name and DOG! Well I don't mind too much because it's a gift that most men don't have. Not a lot but picture this, you're walking into a place full of people, you smell this beautiful woman, she only wishes that other guys could smell her like you, because you know what she smells like under ALL that makeup, perfume, etc etc... you can smell her, she cannot defend herself from you, she's defenceless against you, you can tell her what she stinks like! (UGH???). You move through the crowd knowing EXACTLY where she is, EXACTLY what her body position is, you know when she's facing you or when she's facing away. You know because her smell intensifies when she's facing you. Why does her body react like that ? Because she's AWARE of your presence, she wants you, her armpits are sweating, when she's looking at you. Sorry, for being frank. When you kiss her, and touch her, and she sweats down under (sorry for pun Ozzies!) you can smell it, and you tell her "I don't even wanna know what's goin on down there!" What do you think she thinks ? She thinks WTF!? Who is this ? Yeah but as you subdue her with your kisses, your caress and your touch, and finally your .... what do you think she thinks ? how do you think she feels ?

Anyway.... as she stood there behind me I knew she's staring right at me, twisting a bit, turning around, looking at the other ques (subconciously) to see if she should move (fear), and then I smelt it, her fear. I knew if I don't act know I cannot live with myself, she wil run away from fear, because she feels nervous and she feels it. I knew she was a perfect sexual mate for me. She froze as she got too close, and then she moved even closer to me, I turned around and caught her RED handed! My blood started pulsing through my viens, my heart pumped much faster, like it was going to explode. My face was blood red, I couldn't hide ot from her. She could see how much I wanted her, hope she thought it was just my natural tan ! I was nervous, about as nervous as charging an enemy batallion's (approx 500 men) entrenched position all alone, by myself. That means pretty nervous you numbskulls!. I stayed. I didn't move, our eyes locked, but then something came over me, I started to talk to her. I told her about my day and how ridiculous it was that I had to wake up so early the next morning. She started to tell me how she had this crappy day and she was totally exhausted. We got our burger takeaways, and I asked her for her number, saying I'd call her.

I called her about 8 days later, fear of losing myself to yet another woman overcame me. I could lose myself just by looking in her eyes. I could forget who I am, who I was, who I want to be just by looking in her eyes. Goddamm it sucks sucks sucks to be a man. I could absolutely destroy myself to protect her, to enhance her, to nurture her. Whaaaat? IS that waht my life is about ??? She's not even carrying my child ! Well I guess that's how I am programmed. But she's just another woman ? What the hell .. who cares ? How should I stop caring ? I hesistated, I thought about her, a lot. I woke up and thought about her. I went to sleep and thought about her. What the hell did she think I want from her ??? Even when with other women, I thought about her. Her lips, so fine, her breasts, so firm, her butt! so amazing, but her eyes... with those streaks of black, blue eyes with black streaks, natural blonde ... ever hear of that ?. Her eyes so blue even a cyclone could not put them out. Her hair felt like a warm waterfall right over my face, my neck, my skin. I could feel every strand of hair across my chest. I could feel every stand of her hair across my face. She felt so good. The look in her eyes, that want, incredible. I couldn't help but be seduced by that genuine look of want from her, a woman I admire. I'm so weak still, I have so much way to go. The way she she looked at me, I was GONE from the first minute. And I struggled to maintain my composure in front of her, knowing, the woman that she is, if I lose my composure I'd have lost her.

At this stage I'm disheartened to write any further, but I'll push to write the whole thing.

Nope, I can't right now.

Here's the statement bit:

I'm never calling her back, I'm never going to SMS her. I'm sure she knows how I feel and I know how she does. I'm so haunted though, cannot believe it. There's nothing special about you. You're nothing... nothing. It's nothing.

So ma petite belle!

Here I am! I'll never declare my feelings for you, you will never know from my lips, from my words, from my body ever again... what I felt for you.

I'll never surrender to YOU !.

Well...that was...dramatic...and...hmmmm...I don't want to offend you, but maybe you should see a phsyciatrist? Sorry, but that was (aside from being backroomish) not exactly what I would call "rational", "safe", or in any way "normal" thought.
Judging by the overly dramatic way in which it was written and the "claims" of being able to "smell women like a dog", I am guessing that you were writing to amuse...I certainly hope so...

Let's put it this way, if I were a woman who read that, I would be very afraid. (I kind of am as a guy now! lol! :P)

Peace,
Vuk

[Craterus]

Sinan, I think you should give her a chance.
Because, one day, you might look back and regret not doing it. And it's definitely worse regretting something you should have done than the opposite.

[Vladimir]

I: Situation: Given one HIGHLY motivated male, engage multiple females with the intent to capture the target of greatest value for long term procreation.

A: Enemy forces:

1. Other males

a. cock blockers

b. unrelated males

c. male family members of target female

2. Self (threat level varies)

B: Friendly forces: NONE

C: Attachments and detachments: NONE

II: Mission: Cavalry commander, codename: SINAN, will be leading the main effort.

A. Who: Selected female

B. What: [I don’t understand this line]

C. When: Attempt to restrict operations to hours of limited visibility.

D. Where: Traditionally urban environments. Equip for CQB.

E. Why: Pass on genetic legacy, fulfill primary purpose of existence.

III: Execution:

A. Commander’s intent: N/A

B. Concept of operations: Single element covert operation utilizing the most expedient methods available.

1. Scheme of Maneuver: Deep penetration operations focusing on maximum time on target.

2. Fire support plan: None.

C. Tasks: Refer to FM 101: The Book of Love (TS/SCI HES, T, K, G) on JWICS

D: Coordinating instructions: None

IV: Administration and Logistics:

A. Beans: Upon reaching the target secure appropriate rations to include class VI supplies.

B. Bullets: All ammunition will be carried on self. Conserve ammunition and fire for maximum impact. Expend all munitions on target as appropriate.

C. Band-Aids: Secure latex protective equipment as necessary in the field. NO tourniquets.

D. EPW: No resources available for EPWs.

V: Command and Signal

A. Signal: Utilize various forms of electronic media to include:

1. E-mail

2. Cellular phones

B. Command: N/A

YOU HAVE YOUR ORDERS!

Fixed!

I also have a sensitive sense of smell, I smell fear Sinan. Secure the objective! Even the best hunters settle down eventually to teach the next generation. It is the way of things.

[Decker]

I just felt like I read an ancient Greek love poem

[Evil_Maniac From Mars]

C. Band-Aids: Secure latex protective equipment as necessary in the field. NO tourniquets.

[Shahed]

Hi everyone !

OK definetly a moment of extreme weakness there. I needed to get that out of me and out there. I've recovered.

Thanks for the replies. LOL some funny stuff there.

I've thought about it a bit since, and I've decided not to contact her for at least a week (if I can hold out that long). After that week is up, I'm not 100% sure. I think I won't contact her. She might chase. All in all I've pretty much decided to let her go, and I have already.

She's totally what I like, but she's not what I want the long term. I've only slept with her once and if this is the emotional reaction then I really have to take it slow and steady. This is not a rational affair, but an emotional one. It will be a battle between us. She shows some alpha characteristics (critical factor for me), and I wouldn't really want to be the one to beat her down but I will if needed, that is necessary for taming females like her. If I'm not the boss she will rebel against me, eventually, just to exert her dominance. I would never accept that. She is a challenge, as I am to her, it would be an explosive relationship, at least for the immediate future, until the roles are clearly defined. She's not "the one" for many many reasons. Nothing to do with race, in fact she's just what I really love physically, long blond hair almost down to her waist...critical factor for me. I like the way she stands out in the crowd, I can spot her hair from far away. I love her smell, another critical factor for me. I love her poise and confidence (does Capoeira). She can fight, and she fights very well (for a woman). I love that. She's fit. She is extremely socially aware. She has many negatives though, she has much, much, very much to learn from me. She has much to learn about the world. She lives in a fantasy world. She's obnoxious, and very pretentious. She's extremely manipulative, she tools losers left and right. I saw this fool with my own eyes getting absolutely owned by her. Guys are all over her, she manipulates them into getting what she wants. Nothing wrong with that, per se, but it will take her a lot of time to earn my trust. She's very narrow minded, knows nothing but thinks she knows it all. Won't shut the hell up, always yapping like a parrot. Doesn't know when to shut up.

We would make a great team actually, maybe I should think of a way to tel her we'd be great friends.
AHHAHAH! She would go WILD with ANGER !!! HAHHAHA ! I would love to see that.

The first step in taming her would be to reject her. I've chosen that step. She'll have to pass my tests, as I passed all her tests till now, including keeping my hunger for her suppressed. I'll keep it that way till the right moment, should it come. I have plenty of options in the meantime.

Now I have to concentrate on other things, than her. I've thought about her a lot... I'm putting this behind me.

[Sasaki Kojiro]

She has much to learn about the world. She lives in a fantasy world. She's obnoxious, and very pretentious. She's extremely manipulative,

...

we'd be great friends.

...

The first step in taming her

You're a strange, strange man

[Shahed]

That is her problem too, she is ALWAYS judging everything. She cannot leave things alone just as they are. She has to either condemn or reject. She cannot be accepting without judgement. The list goes on.... She cannot understand a lot of things and when she doesn't she always condemns, blindly. She always looks at things in this light: Is that for me ? i.e she always judges things to be for her or not for her. She thinks she owns the world as her personal supermarket and she can just choose what to pick up. Of course she doesn't have to pay for anything, she's a queen. She's also extremely jealous of other women, I said some passing comment to a chick on the street and the way she looked at her, as if it's dinnertime.

Thanks, if I needed any help to think straight, that's it.

[Rodion Romanovich]

@Vladimir:

[Evil_Maniac From Mars]

I said some passing comment to a chick on the street and the way she looked at her, as if it's dinnertime.

Well, what kind of passing comment?

[Vladimir]

Keep her for a while but see if she pursues. If you've accurately judged her character you could have so much fun playing around in her mind (not with her mind). You like the hunt, time to move your game to the next level and see if you become the hunted. There is good potential there.

But enough of this dramatic stuff. Date her for a while, have fun and learn. A woman can be a beautiful, soothing yet maddening thing.

[Husar]

Men are so predictable...

[Vuk]

lol, don't judge ALL men by these forum geeks who like to post here and fantasize about reall women. lol (Please understand that that was said in a light manner, and do not get bent out of shape, lol)
There are a lot of normal guys out there. (I am looking @ Vuk )

Vuk

[LittleGrizzly]

Women ARE.... Beautiful emotional loving and alot of other things

Sinin ARE.... crazy and horny

;)