Thinker you've got me thinking. We're so much alike in many ways. What is different here?
It seems to me perhaps I am taking (can take?) much more pleasure from the sexual-ambiguity-thing WAW and I seem to have going. The pure flirtation, just like in the Olden Days.
In my Wayward Youth, during college, I was a bartender. There were two ways to enhance one's end-of-night take (at least two legal ways, though some folks went the other way) -- one, help some guy obviously on his first or second date get his girl loopy ("and if I might suggest for the lady a triple Long Island Iced Tea?" -- no, never that blatant) and two, flirt like a banshee with the unaccompanied ladies, especially the ones who'd formed the Circle of Power (AKA, Fortress of Estrogen) -- that gathering a group of women will do in a bar to keep prowling Wolf-Men from the door -- because this would (a) set them up as desirable women while simultaneously (b) giving them a man to focus their attentions on should an Icky Guy start hitting on them, because, as everyone knows, chicks dig bartenders.
So I'm looking at WAW in many respects as just a target for my Power Flirtation. But -- importantly for me, though possibly not for you (and, it that's the case, understandably and admirably so) -- I'm also no longer looking at her as the ONLY target for my Power Flirtation.
