The things I longed for the most seemed too radical, and so I wanted to take the 'conventional' way out... but for someone nicknamed THE Maverick by God Himself, trying to be conventional was getting the worng end of the stick.
So, when I finally decided to hang the 'right' approach and do as I wanted, everything came together. And finally, I found out what the 7 and 3 mystery was all about.
Now, before I say "Lights...ACTION", I will tell of these ten women who have this one thing in common... they ALL are unusual and attractive enough that I will never tire of even just looking at them... and nine of them are DEFINITELY aware of me...but the tenth, well, she may only have looked at my face while I was more interested in her posterior...
And they are not ALL blonde... or unmarried, nor are they, probably NOT mothers. But I just do not care... I am breaking new ground, so to speak.
I will have to explain:
The three
These I heard speak, and the 'tones' of the voices, and the circumstances surrounding the speeches, crumbled my innate resistance against all manner of closeness to women, and made sure I would not be able to just wave then away:
1) The dutch girl: As I said, she did not get involved much in the discussion, but when she spoke about the book in halting English, I was more aware of the undertone of continuous pain I detected there, beneath the sweetness, as if she had learned to take it for granted, beautiful as she is, that somehow she is always WRONG, or told so.
2) The little woman who came to the library and called her mother so politely on her cell:- There she was, watching as I had to stop myself putting my hands to my ears as this other chick, also with a child, spoke in such an aggressive voice I wanted to yell at her, "Shut the fuck up; you are a woman, not a man, stop acting like a man and be a woman!" The girl's voice grated, and frankly, I was feeling a bit claustrophobic, till the black-clad blonde adroitly spoke so soothingly I felt like crying in gratitude. It was then I noticed her cute ass, and the fact that though she turned away from facing me directly, she did not pull her skirt down or frown to let me know she did not like me watching her.
3)The woman at the Beach; well, I will never forget I called her, but forever I will mantain that she had NO reason to pull those stunts she did: walking away from me and then walking back- if she was merely shy, or afarid of 'black men', then she would NOT have turned her back to me in such an arresting way, and THEN turn and look me so directly in the eye with probably the saddest eyes I ever saw, and THEN, after she seemed satisfied that I was for real, SHE then spoke to the kids who all seemed to have been frozen. It was the sweet tone of whatever she said, and NO hint of panic in her voice, that won me over...and the fact that I had never had such a bittersweet voice before.
The seven;
Lets face it, I rejected the Glencairn Heights girl on sight, because she presumed to think I was only interested in her body, or whatever, and her ass was, I still mantain, not suitable for her. Her legs were not on par with the ass, and I knew it would get to me, with time, so...
1)The other 25th of May golden-haired girl...or woman:Now, she stood so inconspicuously among the books, but she was easily the most beautiful woman in the place, and after I did my boxing stunt and stood and drew near to her to watch her, I admired both her profile and her ears, and I liked her height, and well, I felt like kissing her, actually. When I went onto the internet, I thought I would get on with real life, and sat down to blubber about the Glencairn girl, and she rushed and sat opposite me, and gave me the briefest of glances that made me think she was angry, especially as she seemed to griamce as well. But when I finished and walked off, she cut infront of me, and it was only when I looked closely that I saw, her calves peeking over the top of her green boots, and I liked the total package. And the sense she had been trying to instill in me that she was 'harmless' as though reading my thoughts...
2) The girl with the cleft chin: she was a day later, and well, I already SAID, didn't I. Those eyes of hers, and the fact that she seemed to be saying, "dont play games with my heart"
3)The 'Shopaholic Girl' book girl:Now, when I saw her, I immediately said I would like her for myself, because after everything she did, I was forced to come to the conclusion that she had not been stringing me along, but rather she had been quite cleverly showing off...well, I liked her ass, something I should have noticed at first, but didn't, or her boobs, but when she smiled... that did it.
4)The married girl, at the library:Her arresting blue eyes, her delicate features, and her turning to look at me over and over like...exactly like a person too tired to argue or protest when she thinks she is being teased, made a dent in my armour, and I found all manner of reasons AGAINST being involved draining away. I was hooked from the time her eyes met mine
5)The fingernail chewing girl at the Fish Hoek Beac restaurant;she had only one word to describe her...GREY, and I admit, it was a toss up between the Glencairn girl and the mariied one, and I was going to 'opt out' and yet, I only plunged deeper. She seemed on the verge of doing something crazy, like suicide, and I went, "hoooold it a bit, I will get back to you beautiful chick... I need to starighten MY head out", and franlkly SHE is the reason why I started rushing. Her silver hair...OOOH, and that face!
6) Michelle's friend; know when the ground suddenly tilts under your feet and suddenly you are plunging down? That is what it felt when I saw this stunning chick face to face. I have never seen a more beautiful, desirable, woman, and I felt like going, "michelle? what kind of animal is that?"
7) The 'His and hers' Clothing store girl:Pure lust on sight!
Now THESE are the ten, and now I am being thourougly UNREASONABLE. And wresting them to myself...and if some people have to die, so be it!
So, when I finally decided to hang the 'right' approach and do as I wanted, everything came together. And finally, I found out what the 7 and 3 mystery was all about.
Now, before I say "Lights...ACTION", I will tell of these ten women who have this one thing in common... they ALL are unusual and attractive enough that I will never tire of even just looking at them... and nine of them are DEFINITELY aware of me...but the tenth, well, she may only have looked at my face while I was more interested in her posterior...
And they are not ALL blonde... or unmarried, nor are they, probably NOT mothers. But I just do not care... I am breaking new ground, so to speak.
I will have to explain:
The three
These I heard speak, and the 'tones' of the voices, and the circumstances surrounding the speeches, crumbled my innate resistance against all manner of closeness to women, and made sure I would not be able to just wave then away:
1) The dutch girl: As I said, she did not get involved much in the discussion, but when she spoke about the book in halting English, I was more aware of the undertone of continuous pain I detected there, beneath the sweetness, as if she had learned to take it for granted, beautiful as she is, that somehow she is always WRONG, or told so.
2) The little woman who came to the library and called her mother so politely on her cell:- There she was, watching as I had to stop myself putting my hands to my ears as this other chick, also with a child, spoke in such an aggressive voice I wanted to yell at her, "Shut the fuck up; you are a woman, not a man, stop acting like a man and be a woman!" The girl's voice grated, and frankly, I was feeling a bit claustrophobic, till the black-clad blonde adroitly spoke so soothingly I felt like crying in gratitude. It was then I noticed her cute ass, and the fact that though she turned away from facing me directly, she did not pull her skirt down or frown to let me know she did not like me watching her.
3)The woman at the Beach; well, I will never forget I called her, but forever I will mantain that she had NO reason to pull those stunts she did: walking away from me and then walking back- if she was merely shy, or afarid of 'black men', then she would NOT have turned her back to me in such an arresting way, and THEN turn and look me so directly in the eye with probably the saddest eyes I ever saw, and THEN, after she seemed satisfied that I was for real, SHE then spoke to the kids who all seemed to have been frozen. It was the sweet tone of whatever she said, and NO hint of panic in her voice, that won me over...and the fact that I had never had such a bittersweet voice before.
The seven;
Lets face it, I rejected the Glencairn Heights girl on sight, because she presumed to think I was only interested in her body, or whatever, and her ass was, I still mantain, not suitable for her. Her legs were not on par with the ass, and I knew it would get to me, with time, so...
1)The other 25th of May golden-haired girl...or woman:Now, she stood so inconspicuously among the books, but she was easily the most beautiful woman in the place, and after I did my boxing stunt and stood and drew near to her to watch her, I admired both her profile and her ears, and I liked her height, and well, I felt like kissing her, actually. When I went onto the internet, I thought I would get on with real life, and sat down to blubber about the Glencairn girl, and she rushed and sat opposite me, and gave me the briefest of glances that made me think she was angry, especially as she seemed to griamce as well. But when I finished and walked off, she cut infront of me, and it was only when I looked closely that I saw, her calves peeking over the top of her green boots, and I liked the total package. And the sense she had been trying to instill in me that she was 'harmless' as though reading my thoughts...
2) The girl with the cleft chin: she was a day later, and well, I already SAID, didn't I. Those eyes of hers, and the fact that she seemed to be saying, "dont play games with my heart"
3)The 'Shopaholic Girl' book girl:Now, when I saw her, I immediately said I would like her for myself, because after everything she did, I was forced to come to the conclusion that she had not been stringing me along, but rather she had been quite cleverly showing off...well, I liked her ass, something I should have noticed at first, but didn't, or her boobs, but when she smiled... that did it.
4)The married girl, at the library:Her arresting blue eyes, her delicate features, and her turning to look at me over and over like...exactly like a person too tired to argue or protest when she thinks she is being teased, made a dent in my armour, and I found all manner of reasons AGAINST being involved draining away. I was hooked from the time her eyes met mine
5)The fingernail chewing girl at the Fish Hoek Beac restaurant;she had only one word to describe her...GREY, and I admit, it was a toss up between the Glencairn girl and the mariied one, and I was going to 'opt out' and yet, I only plunged deeper. She seemed on the verge of doing something crazy, like suicide, and I went, "hoooold it a bit, I will get back to you beautiful chick... I need to starighten MY head out", and franlkly SHE is the reason why I started rushing. Her silver hair...OOOH, and that face!
6) Michelle's friend; know when the ground suddenly tilts under your feet and suddenly you are plunging down? That is what it felt when I saw this stunning chick face to face. I have never seen a more beautiful, desirable, woman, and I felt like going, "michelle? what kind of animal is that?"
7) The 'His and hers' Clothing store girl:Pure lust on sight!
Now THESE are the ten, and now I am being thourougly UNREASONABLE. And wresting them to myself...and if some people have to die, so be it!
