A man and woman meet for the first time. Perhaps, they meet in a bar. It could be some other place, but in my mind, they meet in a bar. From the minute their eyes lock, he wants to control her. Why her and not some other chick in the bar? Who knows? He's working on gut instinct, I imagine, that she's hungry and that she'll respond to his positive advances. Well, maybe she won't respond right away but she'll respond.
He has to act fast. His time in the bar with her is limited and he needs to make an impression. He wants to draw a reaction from her that doesn't necessarily have to be positive. It just has to make her feel that she wants something from him. She needs to feel that he has something that she wants and in order to get it, she has to play his game.
This really isn't about trust at this point, is it? It's not about respect, or love, or affection. This is about an animal instinct to be found in both of them: that he is the aggressor and she is his prey. And, for this particular woman she wants to be his prey, but what's important here is that she does nothing to give that impression. Deep down she knows what she wants. Even closer to the surface of her psyche she knows that a very special game may have just begun and she's not missing it for the world.
Yet, it's important to be cool here. To be captured too soon is to suggest that she's an easy mark and she knows better than that. He looks the sort that will enjoy hunting her as much as she'll enjoy being hunted. Well, she hopes she will enjoy it.
He's a brazen lad, this one; full of hutzpah and she's half a mind to walk out on him. The gall! The temerity of him! One side of the brain says to take her dignity and go, the other half says to give him some more rope so that he can hang himself.
Secretly, she hopes he's got more in his bag of tricks than she has in hers. She's been waiting for a man like this for a very long time.
Their eyes lock. He makes a particularly audacious remark. She wants to look away but she doesn't want him to think he outwitted her. She can feel her anger rising. She can feel her desire mounting.
What happens next?
He has to act fast. His time in the bar with her is limited and he needs to make an impression. He wants to draw a reaction from her that doesn't necessarily have to be positive. It just has to make her feel that she wants something from him. She needs to feel that he has something that she wants and in order to get it, she has to play his game.
This really isn't about trust at this point, is it? It's not about respect, or love, or affection. This is about an animal instinct to be found in both of them: that he is the aggressor and she is his prey. And, for this particular woman she wants to be his prey, but what's important here is that she does nothing to give that impression. Deep down she knows what she wants. Even closer to the surface of her psyche she knows that a very special game may have just begun and she's not missing it for the world.
Yet, it's important to be cool here. To be captured too soon is to suggest that she's an easy mark and she knows better than that. He looks the sort that will enjoy hunting her as much as she'll enjoy being hunted. Well, she hopes she will enjoy it.
He's a brazen lad, this one; full of hutzpah and she's half a mind to walk out on him. The gall! The temerity of him! One side of the brain says to take her dignity and go, the other half says to give him some more rope so that he can hang himself.
Secretly, she hopes he's got more in his bag of tricks than she has in hers. She's been waiting for a man like this for a very long time.
Their eyes lock. He makes a particularly audacious remark. She wants to look away but she doesn't want him to think he outwitted her. She can feel her anger rising. She can feel her desire mounting.
What happens next?
