Strength is found in weakness

-

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

But is it Rape

-
Image
"Stop.  Don't" "Baby.  Let me finish." "No.  Don't.  Can't take any more." The hour was approaching midnight and the only light in the bedroom came from the muted television.  But already deep into what had begun, the will pressed on to an ultimate conclusion, despite her protests and despite what was clearly tears in her eyes." "Come on.  Almost finished." "No.  Can't take it. Please!" But being near the climactic point, the purpose of it all, it's impossible for one to stop.  Certainly countless couples have been in the same position where one is ignoring the others tears and pushing deeper." "Come on?  It's okay.  Just let me finish," was the strained request to continue. By now her brown eyes were full of tears and even in the dim light they could could be seen tricking from the corners down her cheeks.  Finally,  after several excruciating minutes that must have felt like an hour to her, ...
Read more

DOYALIKEIT - Te Gusta?

-
Image
They turn the head slightly to the left or right and then look back at you with side cast eyes, raised eyebrows and a sly smile.   "doyalikeit?" delicately quick steps from the tongue, between the teeth and lips. It's quick.  It's light.  It's perfected by by the Latin women educated in Castilian Spanish and English. El Viejo Gringo (that's me - EVG) has perfected this phrase.  I give right back to them.  Quickly, and with a wink, nod and deep dash of testosterone. And trust me - THEYLIKEIT. And DIDHELIKEIT?   Le gustó absolutamente ....
Read more

Feminine Vulnerability - Cry To Me

-
Image
She showed up in tears to a first date.  9:30 am at a coffee Shop in Boca Raton. I think she was aware that I had driven up from Miami or she would have otherwise cancelled. She apologized and explained that the husband with who she had been separate while he maintained a girlfriend for the last two years, had finally moved out and that the four and five year old girls were experiencing anxiety in different ways.    And this morning it had been the four year old's screams and tears and mom's tears at the early childhood development center drop off. But mom is an Ivy League MBA with a startup in the middle of a round of venture capital and torn between professional obligations and emotions that as a child refugee of a regime that killed half of her family (they were in the military) ill equipped to predict what her child would feel and frozen with empty arms and eyes full of tears as the school teachers pulled the child from her. She had me at the first wipe of her eyes an...
Read more