Alright, my friends, here is what I did with the girl...
I agreed to meet her, pro bono. I picked her up at her house in my big black mercedes, with flowers in my hand. I held the door open for her, and drove her to my apartment. I poured her some wonderful Cabernet (a very nice BV LaTour). I cooked her a lobster dinner, and ate by candlelight on the balcony.
After dinner, we sat on the couch, listening to music and talking.
I told her what I had to tell her, the meager morsles of my wisdom. I told her that sex is a precious thing, but she should not be afraid of it. I told her that she needs to learn and understand her own body before she can expect someone else to understand it. I told her to never settle, and that she is valuable beyond description. I told her that everyone should see that in her, and treat her as if she were a national treasure. I told her that people never change, and how they treat you on the first date will tell you how they will treat you for the duration.
I told her that boys don't always know what they want, or what they are doing, and not to hold that against them. I told her that they'll try to manipulate her and pressure her into things she is uncomfortable with. But i also told her that if she wants to do something, she is a free creature and should never regret or feel ashamed.
It sounded a lot more eloquent than that when I was talking to her, but you get the point. And I was pretty emphatic that sex is not evil, that it's a healthy and important part of being a human being.
Then, she layed her head in my lap and confided in me. She told me things about boys, and how they make her feel (objectified), about her dad and how he made her feel (worthless and disposable), etc. etc. she cried and I stroked her hair and cood at her like a little girl.
Then, I drove her home.
I dunno if it was the right thing to do. Maybe in a few years, she'll come back to me and I'll take care of her in a different way, and introduce her to the tremendous possibility of her sexuality. But for now, she is an innocent little girl, and I felt that innocent needed to be cared for.
I agreed to meet her, pro bono. I picked her up at her house in my big black mercedes, with flowers in my hand. I held the door open for her, and drove her to my apartment. I poured her some wonderful Cabernet (a very nice BV LaTour). I cooked her a lobster dinner, and ate by candlelight on the balcony.
After dinner, we sat on the couch, listening to music and talking.
I told her what I had to tell her, the meager morsles of my wisdom. I told her that sex is a precious thing, but she should not be afraid of it. I told her that she needs to learn and understand her own body before she can expect someone else to understand it. I told her to never settle, and that she is valuable beyond description. I told her that everyone should see that in her, and treat her as if she were a national treasure. I told her that people never change, and how they treat you on the first date will tell you how they will treat you for the duration.
I told her that boys don't always know what they want, or what they are doing, and not to hold that against them. I told her that they'll try to manipulate her and pressure her into things she is uncomfortable with. But i also told her that if she wants to do something, she is a free creature and should never regret or feel ashamed.
It sounded a lot more eloquent than that when I was talking to her, but you get the point. And I was pretty emphatic that sex is not evil, that it's a healthy and important part of being a human being.
Then, she layed her head in my lap and confided in me. She told me things about boys, and how they make her feel (objectified), about her dad and how he made her feel (worthless and disposable), etc. etc. she cried and I stroked her hair and cood at her like a little girl.
Then, I drove her home.
I dunno if it was the right thing to do. Maybe in a few years, she'll come back to me and I'll take care of her in a different way, and introduce her to the tremendous possibility of her sexuality. But for now, she is an innocent little girl, and I felt that innocent needed to be cared for.
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I wish someone had done that sort of thing for me somewhere in my past... Or even in my future...
Hello there, nice to meet you.