Force of Nature

My dear friend and Orgazmic Vitality mastermind and fellow blogger Globe Trotter in Lingerie is a force of nature when it comes to men. Every time we are out in public together,  if there are men around they are influenced by her presence.  She never has to do anything … she isn’t loud and flirty or overtly sexual or dressed slutty. But invariably the boys notice, and depending on their personalities they are soon staring, glancing, joining our conversation, challenging us to a game, asking if they know her. She’s like a planet or a star with her own gravity, and the male persuasion cannot help but orbit around her. I’m in awe of her. I’ve watched her in action many times, and I have no clue how she does it.

I mean OK, I have an idea. She’s drop-dead gorgeous for one. She exudes self-confidence and happiness. And she has that kind of Popular Girl vibe that immediately makes you want to be liked by her but secretly suspect you’re not quite cool enough for her.  I’m not sure if all that registers consciously with guys, but they are instinctively drawn to her.

Last night was no exception. We went out for Mexican and the waiter is all over her immediately (he and she have their own history, but I’ll let her fill you in about that if she wants to!). The bartender is hanging over the bar telling us about his disappointment that his hooker neighbor turned him down after he brought her flowers in favor of a friend of his that got her high on sugar that she thought was cocaine. The men sitting down the bar from us are sometimes sneaking looks and sometimes openly staring. And she’s reading me the flirty texts as they come in from the guy that she’s going out with for the first time on Saturday.

If she ever writes a How To book, I will be the first one in line to buy it.

~ Sex Kitten (with claws)