Looks like we all have some something in common, my dad was briefly in the military and Mel's father is a retired career Naval officer.MarcosZeitola wrote: Maybe I am just too much of a lucky bastard to understand the struggles of the young American man, then. Maybe I never will know what it's like. You will see an unusually high amount of couples that are, in terms of looks, "mismatched", when you come to my home country. I will not say relationships just sort of fall on your lap, but contact between the two genders may just be a little more natural and fluid. It's just hard for me to believe sometimes the stories I hear of America being such a horrible place. It seems so unreal to me.
That's why the RealDoll Manifesto doesn't jive with me. Mr. Pershing does a little more; my own father was in the military and instead of worshiping old Generals I remember him worshiping the NATO. When everyone in the 1980s was protesting the placing of American nukes, he would protest in favor of them.
In a PM with Publicduende, I'd elaborated a bit more, as it's a tricky metaphor, and it appears that only Mel gets it, completely.
It's basically how we operate our lives ... we train for something, as a daily routine. And then, when our circumstances change and things get thrown at us, causing distress, our first instinct is to go back to our training. That's the John Pershing connection. So far, life hasn't been very stressful but when something occurs, like a client delivery mishap (a bunch of threats of firings and/or lawsuits), Mel goes straight to her training in Qigong, the medicine ball, exercise bike, etc, and before you know it, she's back in control of the situation, dealing w/ whatever the ramifications are.
The Doll is exactly that. Since in our daily lives, busty bimbos are typically not the gals we're normally banging, so the Doll is in effect, that workout for banging busty bimbos, who're all "slutty" and so forth. Now, when one of those comes by, even when I'm with a group of guys at a pub, I'm the only person who doesn't turn his head. They all attribute it to my feelings for Mel, but in reality, I'd fallen back to my training with the Doll. My hands have been on b**bs & *sses, daily, and thus, I don't need 'em in real life, though Mel and I do treat ourselves to the busty Jennifer Lopez look-a-like up in Ontario for domination/control fantasies, once in a blue moon. Our training has significantly reduced our esc*rting bills.
And if you read my post about travel to Dominican Republic, in less that 10 trips, the Doll pays for itself.
What it's done for me ... as a guy, is that I know the difference between love and the needs of the body. If heaven forbid, my GF is physical incapacitated, there would no problems with me, giving up on the physical side, and simply being platonic for the rest of my life with her. And I'd never leave her for another woman, even if the opportunity were to arise. Many guys I know of, may perhaps in the first year or two of that debilitating event, put on the stiff-upper-lip and guilt trip themselves into saying that they'll be loyal but in reality, lust will take over, and I'd bet that by years 3 or 4, they'd be with a new woman, who's not in a hospice setting.