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   > Women, in general, like to be wooed, whether they admit it not, and like   
   > to be chased (and not always chaste).  A guy is told no means no, and after   
   > being told no once to stop, then the woman wonders why they are never asked   
   > out again by the guy.   
      
   I was that way -- if you're going to say no, then I'm getting dessed right then   
   & there, & I'm out of there!. I'm not here to play those games. I know what I    
   want to plauym, & I thought she was there for the same reason.   
      
   Had a buddy met a neighbour of mine NYE, when both were tipsy.  They went up   
   to her place to do the deed.   
      
   Next day (or 2); I'm in my easy chair, readingm when she visits; she's   
   standing inside the door talkiinmg to him over on the couch (across the small    
   apartment.)   
      
   She's being flirty, trying to talk him into going for a walk.  He sits up &    
   addresses her veery clearly, "Look.  We had our fun -- we're b oth adults who    
   chose some adult fun -- that'sall it was; There was no discussion of further    
   trerlationship type stuff to occur, because I'm not up for that; I just got   
   out of a bad marriage & I'm just relaxing & having fun, so, no, I don't want   
   to go  for a walk. No, I don't weant to hold hands.  No, I don't want to meet   
   anyone.  But of yuo want to, as an adult, repeat our fun, let me know, & I   
   could be  takled into it."   
      
   She starts to mumble h owe sdjhe'd like it if he. . ."   
      
   He interrupts, "You got to speak plainly & dirtecly, without room for    
   confusion.  No games."   
      
   She then fairly shouts, "I want to get f*cked!"   
      
   He says, "Alrighty, then," & puts his shoes on & off they go. . .   
      
   A week later, she calls; I answer rthe phone & she makes the statement, among    
   other blsh blah: 'What yourt fiend did to me, that's rape."   
      
   I hung the phone up abruptly, no comment, & warned my buddy.   
      
   A week l;ater shev sees me outside & starts haranguing me & "all men" & goes   
   on to say I committed a crime, too, by enabling my friend.   
      
   I'm done (& tired of being the centre of onlookers' attention) & handed her a    
   quarter & said, "There's the payphone, call the cops. I'll wait here until   
   they aerrivwe & we can talk to them together."   
      
   She took the quarter (she-dog!) & went home & that was the end of that game.   
      
   I ain't playing.   
      
   >   
   > In my job I run into all sorts and conditions of people (the way they   
   > dress, etc.) and have to see the person inside all that.   
   > Sometimes I'm right, sometimes I'm wrong.   
      
   I'll bet you were right more often than not. For practical purposes, you need    
   to be aware of a problem before it happems, eh?   
      
   I didn't fault that police chief in Chicago who told his patrol cops to pay    
   special attention to groups of blacks hanging out idly. (the media crucified    
   him, of course!)   
      
   His job was to keepthe city safe for all.  In his & his preci8nct's   
   experience, their local blacks, in idle grtoups more often than not were the   
   cause of  trouble. He didn't say to arrest them all; just to keep an eye on   
   them.   
      
   Perfectly reasonable & legal & doesn't contravene the Constitution nor the    
   statutes of those there United States, or for Illinois.   
      
   Yes he could've left out tyhe adhjective "black" but thenm each patrolman is    
   going to look at a crowd & try to ascertain on only his own singular    
   experiences, if it warrants his attention. & maybe shy off if they're mainly    
   black, as the cief would've said blacks if he wasn't being so careful not to   
   be seesn as racist, so maybe I(the patrolman) should be likewise.   
      
   Then he drives on, only to have violence erruypt from that crowd after he   
   turns a corner.   
      
   I lay part of the blame on him & the chief, as well as most on the group of    
   kaka disturbers, of course. & a big chunk on the do gooder bleeding hearts   
   who  make these simple jobs difficult & dangerous.   
      
   > This one fella drove up in a beat up old Chevy Lumnia, rumpled clothes   
   > and so forth.  My first thought he wasn't getting on that lot.   
   > I politely asked his name and found out he was the one who gave several   
   > million dollars and was the guest of honour.   
      
   Well, your job was to checjk ID & direct each accordingly, regardless of gut    
   reaction, eh? Sounds like you did so.  If it got crazy & crazy busy, you   
   might  have missed him, but most would have a laugh later as you bought him a   
   drink to apologize & explain.   
      
   >> that some women might just change their mind after the seduction has been   
   > agreed to & begun, & have him charged with rape.   
   > That is often common.   
      
   Way too common & way too accepted.   
      
   > We had a girl on campus who claimed this other student had raped her.   
   > A police investigation was done and from the security camera video it   
   >never happened when and where she said it did.  Neither person was seen at tha   
   > and other locations.   
   > She eventually confesses she was mad at him about something and so   
   > accused him of rape.  If not for a video record his life would have been   
   > ruined.   
      
   Often his life is ruined just by tyhe accusation, & the exonneration is    
   forgotten/lost.   
      
   My best buddy in my old building was accused of rape by the grandmother of a    
   young(~30) woman he had had a bit of "afternoon delight" with (consenting, of    
   course -- he don't play otherwise)   
      
   The cops arrested im, of course; charged him; the lawyer I found for him got    
   him released, pending trial, on his own recognizance, only to get home &    
   discpover the landlord had evicted ghim because, as their letter said, "We   
   are  not the police or courts, we do not have to folow all the rules for   
   proof. We  have to act proactively for the safety of all tenants."   
      
   That messed him up badly, leadingh him eventually, into living in the only    
   affordable places in the city -- in the globally infamous downtown eastside   
   of  Vancouver, where he was robbed within a week of what to him were treasures   
   (3  giant binders of sports/etc colectible cards) & verbally abused by fellow    
   roomers & the staff of the 'hotel'. . .   
      
   Eventually going into a care home & dying in there, unattended by friends or    
   family, as they cut him off from all outside contact.   
      
   All because this g irl, as proved in court, had a hisrtory of doing this --    
   she'd have conenting sex, then ewhjrbn gher grandmother found out & erupted,    
   thegirl would say it was rape.   
      
   I get the grandmother's trigger: her lovely young granddaughter(Indian--dots,    
   not feathers) was defiled by a white man, who is unworthy as a mate(pensioner    
   in government housing) & it was better  to think she was raped than that her    
   family was delberately defiling herself & the family!   
      
   Sick.  My friend was a good man & deserved so much better.   
      
   Would it have gone better if he wasn't into casual sex with strangers, when    
   opportunity presented? Maybe, but he was an adult & so was she.   
      
   The granmdmother tried to say her daughter was 'learning disabled' & my   
   friend  said to the cops, directly & honestly, "Yeah, like ME!!" (he had just   
   spent 8  years of his 60s getting his grade 12.)   
      
   I purposed from then on to be extremely careful -- only dallying with those I    
   knew well & who openly discussed with friends & family our relationship, so    
   there'd be witnesses (hopefully honest ones, of course)   
      
   I'm fortunate in that I can speak well, when the occasion requires it & would    
   explain my side of things in simple truth.   
      
   I'm lucky, too, in that the women I know, I know well enough to predict to a    
   certain extent, like my first GF who asked me iner day, randomly, "What are    
   tyou doing next Wednesday" & I replied, "Going to my surprise birthday party    
   that you & your cousin have set up at their place."; she was freaked, as I    
   honestly said nobody had told me.   
      
   >> "Okay, I'll stipulate you're not necessarily a slut, but you are certainly   
   > wearing the uniform of one!"  (the audience, men & women alike, roared!)   
   > Also very true.   
      
   If ever a woman gets belligerent at me looking at her on-display attributes,    
   I'll calmly rep0ly that what I'm looking at is what my prehidsoric lizard   
   brain has identified as rwquiring further looking, helped by her personal   
   choice to  wear clothing/etc. that accentuated such.   
      
   I've hasd a woman say, "Well, they weren't put on dispolay for *sneer* YOU!"   
      
   I was sad, as I had to explain the difference between private & public to an    
   adult. I had this conversation loud enough for witnesses to hear both sides    
   clearly.   
      
   > granddaughter.  Then added, "Now some hot young mama around 50 might get my   
   >attention" and Chase thought that was hilarious.  At his age anyone over 40 wa   
   > OLD.   
   *LOL* Hoew little some of the younguns know, eh?   
      
   Well, old age is some thing we can only hope they get to naturally, & pick up    
   the necessary knowledge & key lessons in time.   
      
   Lke the story of the old bull & the young bull on a hill looking dowen into a    
   valley a small hnerd of cows.   
      
   The young ghuy is noucimg up & down & treying to impress the senior of  his    
   manliness & says "Let's run down this hill & hump one of those cows!"   
      
   The old guy says, "No.  We'll WALK down there & hump them ALL!"   
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