This is what I meant by a method that is too "warm" and makes me feel like a Stepford Wife. I am not an incredible loving being. I feel like a big faker if I try to be one. I am pretty much an ordinary loving being with a low tolerance for "mush". Hallmark stores give me hives.
Mojo,
Equating "loving" with some vision of a stepford wife is akin to equating "integrity" with going to church. Loving starts when you love your whacky self first, then share what you can with others. I know a couple folks in the BDSM crowd and I can promise you that as their partner's skin glows bright red after a loud whap, they feel very "loving" and their partner feels very "loved". One of the best examples of this was on Six Feet Under when Brenda's new boyfriend confessed that he liked to be dominated and Brenda "gave" him domination. Our (the whining HD's) problem is that our partner's aren't giving us enough "gifts" therefore we are questioning ourselves and not loving ourselves because we have given control of our self-love to our partner.
Seriously Mojo, *I* would think that you were incredibly "loving". Your way of expression is through "get to the point" sexual overtness. It might overwhelm some men but people like myself would completely dig it.
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