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Reigning in My Inner Whore

When you are single how much do you need to control yourself?

 

I was reading a post by La Petite Provocateur at ‘Singles Warehouse’ and then suddenly here I am writing a post. You see, I could relate to her story. It’s a scenario I know well and it goes as follows: girl goes out with friend, girl drinks, girl meets guy whilst tipsy, girl & guy start talking sex, make out session commences, and sparks fly. It’s an amazing feeling, being high on the flirting, and floating on sexual endorphins. Life is good and you are dead sexy!

This is exactly where, for me, that moral part of me chimes in and tells me to slow things down. I will always put the brakes on the sexy time before I’m horizontal on any surface, or vertical-look there’s no sex, okay! I enjoy a nice round of making out and the sexual tension that builds like crazy when you first meet a guy you click with. What I don’t enjoy is drunkenly falling into bed with every guy who makes my lady parts tingle. This is a personal choice and I don’t judge people who follow their bits to the bedroom but I like to be selective and sober-ish when deciding who ends up in my tunnel of love.

Here is where my plan usually falls apart. I am a sexual, flirty, and non-filtered woman. 
I add this to my shots of Jack Daniels and some beers then it turns into a no holds barred sexual free for all. If you strike my fancy and you reciprocate, my hand will be on your leg (above the knee) caressing in slow circles while I whisper something naughty in your ear. I will most likely mention that I’d like to ride your face. It happens! I say that…and no I do NOT know why. There will be a time that my brain tells me to stop but the alcohol fused open book that is Jewels will not be deterred.

This usually leads to me thinking in my head, “Man, I have such a connection with this guy” and setting up a date for the near future. Sounds good, right? In theory it is. The problem is that I actually want a relationship and inevitably the man I interacted with in my Jack Daniel’s stupor definitely didn’t read that fact when I was all over him within the first hour of meeting him. When I tell him I’d like an actual date, some courtship, and not to jump right into the sack he’s shocked and usually disinterested.

There I am, feeling crushed, again looking at why things didn’t work out. Well, dumbass it’s because you acted like an easy slut upon first meeting him and then tried to take it back. All our lives we learn that first impressions are priceless; “you only have one chance to make a good first impression”, and so on and so on. The point is I had my chance to make a first impression that indicated I wanted to be taken seriously, not as an easy lay, and I blew it.

The take away lesson here is that I need to act according to what I want to attract. If I want a night of passionate fun then sure, go be Jack Daniel’s Jewels. However, if I want to meet a guy who I can actually be in a relationship with then I can’t behave like that. What I portray myself as will determine the caliber of man I attract and in the end I have nobody to blame but myself if I am unhappy with my suitors. If I make my intentions clear, be flirty but not slutty, then there is no reason I should be single for much longer.

Written by Jewels - just one of the team at Singles Warehouse. To read more please visit HERE

This article was originally published at . Reprinted with permission from the author.

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