Wer Kommt Zuerst - Who’s First?

When a single man and a single woman are having a good time in each other’s company, must it always be the guy who’s first to suggest taking things to a higher level? Society says yes, and all too often, a self-assured idiot will swoop in with the big talk bullshit, to which the female will respond because she loves complements regardless of how blatantly fraudulent they are. I’m not saying the girl isn’t really pretty, or her shoes aren’t really cool or whatever, just that the over-confident dickend doesn’t care one way or the other. There’s no real conviction in his words, he’s just running through the conceited cock playbook. If girl-number-one doesn’t respond to his massively complementary and touchy-feely conduct within fifteen minutes, he’ll just move right on to girl-number-two with the same moves. I’m almost as far from being a girl-expert as you could possibly get, but I’m quite certain that most would settle with Mr fucking confident, despite how much of an insufferably boorish twat he is, purely because they feel wanted. That this person fancied her so much he’s willing to bound up to her in a club wielding a smutty chat-up line alluding to some highly charged penetrative act. Meanwhile, the guys who aren’t complete phoneys are sitting or dancing alone, perhaps getting the odd female’s smile or nod before another idiot clone cuts in and smothers her in superficial or odious compliments. You can’t win in that situation. You either become a cock like one of them or stay miserable and alone.