Hes Just Not That Into Anyone
Even, and perhaps especially, when his girlfriend is acting like the women he cant stop watching online.
By Davy Rothbart I met the woman at a Broadway show, but the nights best piece of acting, Id say, came from me, back at her East Village apartment, after wed been having sex for about 25 minutes, with Neil Young wailing the song Comes a Time from the laptop on her bedside table. The dried-out condom had a full-bodied choke hold on me, but Id already stopped twice to put on a fresh one, and I knew, as I kept earnestly pumping away, that one more condom wouldnt make the necessary difference. Had I just given up, things might have played out the way they often did, with shades of confused disappointment and inadequacy on the part of the woman and mumbled apologies and awkward shame from me. But that night, ingenuity struckunable to actually get off, I found myself flying a fresh route: I faked it.
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Poster Comment:
Yet another unforeseen benefit of the Women's Lib/Free Sex movement.