Re: Scared to lose virginity. OK, you asked for more.

In my post to you, which covered a whole lot of territory, I mentioned how nice it is to become educated in various areas, and how there was a time when REAL MEN were also known for their ability to write...and READ poetry.

Most people...ALL people ..make fun of what they do not know , in a desperate effort to "be somebody"', even it it's a "know it all" somebody.

In my Dad's era, REAL men studied and read poetry by other real men, AND women.

Yet a tougher guy never lived ...well, perhaps not never, but my Dad was very tough , and even at close to 90 years old, I would hate to have been either of two guys trying to "get him".

Yet he also had the heart of an Irishman, so that meant that he also sang. The same man had the best review of his ROTC training platoon, AND was the lead singer in two of the high school shows, a member of the poetry club and also Spanish Club and you name it.

For in his day, and to a slightly less level, in MY day, we were educated OR ELSE. It was a terrible thing to be "held back a grade" and even though I was the cut up, the one that got the laughs, I also had my share of paddlings and slappings in the junior AND senior high school.

In the fourth grade, we were required to memorize long passages from Shakespeare, and we certainly did not know what some of the words meant, but we were sent to the front of the room to "look it up, B, for THAT is how you learn".

One of the greatest MAN poets, a tough dude who walked the Yukon during the Gold Rush in Alaska, was Robert Service.

I hereby introduce you to a new way to expand your horizons as a man. I am telling you that under the right circumstances, with the right soulish and imaginative woman, reading quality things to her and putting your passion into the words, will come very close to bringing her to an O. Without touching her at all...other than you have touched her "woman" way deep in her imaginative soul.

Bring your manhood into the world of imaginative women, and find whole new joys in communicating. There are few things more beautiful than sticking to the skin of your lady while just talking softly, or reading some beautiful romantic things to her AFTER her O..........

Washing her hair, brushing it while reading ....

Putting her in a warm tub after a tough day for her, rubbing her shoulders, toweling her off dry with a brisk skin brushing, then putting her to bed without sex, reading her to sleep.

This is the world of real men. Love.

Sex mastery , positions, etc......those are NOT the things to concentrate on, like cramming for a test. Those things are worked out naturally and without a problem if LOVE , REAL
love is the motivator.......

As a Christian, we are told to Love Your Wife as CHRIST loved the church. That means to die for her if necessary. Now THAT's love, and a woman who knows that, and knows her capacity to give, will be the greatest sexual thrill a man can know, but that will merely be the cake frosting, for that same woman will turn herself inside out for a man she can TRUST to love her without guile or agenda.

Here is a poem by Robert Service. Does THIS sound Wimpy?

And this is just a good poem for a man OR woman to remember. Wait till you hear, or read, more
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THE QUITTER..by Robert Service (circa 1910 or so)

When you're lost in the WIld, and you're scared as a child,
and Death looks you bang in the eye.
And you're sore as a boil, it's according to Hoyle
to cock your revolver .......and.....die!
But the Code of a Man says: "Fight all you can".
And self dissolution is barred.
In hunger and woe, oh...it's easy to blow....
It's the hell-served-for-breakfast that's hard.

"You're sick of the game!" Well, now..that's a shame.
You're young and you're brave and you're bright.
"You've had a raw deal !" I know.....but don't squeal,
It's the plugging away that will win you the day,
So don't be a piker, old pard!
Just draw on your grit...it's so easy to quit:
It's the keeping your chin up that's hard.

It's so easy to cry that you're beaten.....and die;
It's easy to crawfish and crawl;
But to fight and to fight when hope's out of sight......
Why, that's the best game of them all!
And though you come out, of each gruelling bout,
All broken and beaten and scarred.
Just have one more try....it's dead easy to die,
It's the keeping-on-living that's hard.

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