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Sex EPIPHANY SEX EPIPHANY IS EXTREMELY RARE TO HAVE AUTHENTIC ACKNOWLEDGMENT. The movie fifty shades of Gray touches the very surface of sexual intimate climax and the ultimate fulfillment of deep dark sexual intimate desires than one can only experiment through thoughts and have circumstances prevent ignorance and present pleasure given and no other opportunity can be as great as your first incline of intimate interaction without conflict or confusion. You ever once told yourself that in my next relationship I will spice it up and make sporadic gestures for intimate connection that deals with the abnormal content of pleasure. Missionary can only take both parties so far before they start thinking of different positions and therefore opening the door to become sexually vulnerable to have a slap on the bottom as you pass by or a sexual compliment of your legs no matter how you feel for the day or curious on what your response would be. To simply be in a woman's presence and be able to say something that is very sexually attractive to be seductive and lustfully inclined to indulge without conflict, disrespect, or any negative gestures in response. I want to be able to compliment a woman without having the conflict of interest become a burden to the common comfortable interaction entertaining the intimate pleasures of one to another. But then society turns my sexual indulgent personality to become more stagnant and standoffish. As if to say, "Happy Thanksgiving beautiful, I hope your day is going good. I'm still walking around La like a chicken with his head cut off. I need your help. " The significant quotation that gave a complete friendly pavement of friendly inclination of a compliment to initiate a warm welcome due to text message and holiday season. I didn't think anything is wrong with that. But then the response from her was, " we need to keep it professional quotation mark. I said okay, I still need your help. The only answer I got was the third party sexual harassment disclosure paper agreement handed to me in a private room. Being dumbfounded and caught off guard, pretty much feeling as though I am being teamed on. Two females against a male. Not only that I felt it very bizarre to see a third party join in instead of the woman indulging the paperwork to stand on the proper deliverance. But to understand the legality behind the circumstance, I found myself becoming more nonchalant within accepting but not accepting without speaking. I felt belittled, disregarded as a human being approaching a job resource and due to homelessness, thievery gave way of my possessions. So the only contact was by email. Her response when I approached her initiated a gesture of defense insinuating that I saw the email relinquishing job resource links. Instead of indulging into the entire contact resource list. Email, phone, emergency contact. By her standing on it with 10 toes down to the pavement, I felt it unnecessary for me to go further. But this is the first approach I have ever given in talking to a female after 25 years. I really wanted to see where that particular position would take me. I was a little nervous. I didn't want to jeopardize either one of our positions. Shut that door and reopen another, another woman approaches this time her insecurities paints a very significant picture about her personality. For us to capture the attraction, you would think that it would elevate such conversations. But in fact it was the exact opposite. Not only did Converse regularly with male homeless shelter patients, but she also handled that smoothly without initiating any seductive or flirtatious exploitation. She handled her stuff the way she needed to. Everyone gave respect. But when the attraction came along, she froze. She started a conversation that dealt with movies, and mother and I are movie bench fanatics. Therefore the enthusiasm was given and was given a little quickly and made her pause and back up. But my deep analytical thinking and my nonchalant personality let it slide but my integrity could not fathom letting it go. So I tested the waters by approaching her initiating a friendly gesture to go to Santa Monica. Network build considering my passion deals with dance choreography and any and all recreation you can think of to maintain activities for the youth. Every step I have been taking for the last 5 years have been dedicated to that. So for me to approach the scene with this woman after so many resources and cities, I was not intended to settle. Nor was I intended to fall in love. But it happened. My heart literally fell in that woman's lap and it remains there. It remains there typically because of how I carry myself I don't think she knew what was coming. Be that as it may reality is what reality is. You can never say what wasn't when it was. What once was can never not be. Because what you see 20 years ago just maybe revealed to you again just add it on to another timeline standpoint of visionary and geographical locations. But my mother fails to realize the factual information of History when I am literally standing in a 10-year 360 circle of what could have been had it been agreed solidified and published. But it was put a stop due to the mother son relationship. Three and a half years of incarceration, I would have thought that my mother was going to run with the flow when being presented to her a program I can approach prior to paroleing. But instead of her going with it she fought against it. Car excuse justifiably was because it was too far from Stockton to la. My sister's out here. And there is no telling what I might be influenced to get into. So all in all she justified me coming home and not paroleing to delancey Street in LA because she did not trust me as a man. She still considered me as a loose cannon kid that just may fall in line of the Joneses which by way they are out and about in various ways. So no matter where I go there will be a Jones somewhere. But out of disagreement, mother stood her ground and she wanted me to come home. So $200 gate money was already plotted to be spent no less than 10 minutes after I got on the train. And was completed no less than 20 minutes after I got off the train. Considers being housed with penis and ass all day everyday. So the first thing that I was looking for was some sort of loose way of being around women. I'd rather pay for p**** than force myself on a woman. But I'd rather be with a woman indulgently engage in sexual activities, enjoy the moment, and already have in mind that you're going to get paid. That is honestly a complete turnoff. For the last 25 or 30 years I've been contemplating on trying to see why do I have to prove that I'm going to pay you. But then I also look at the past and experiences circumstances, it's no wonder women asks for the money first. But it is still a turnoff because the amount of money that I have will be determined on the level of performance. So you are still faking the funk, and any woman can fake sex talk and have it be persuasive. I am reminded right now of waiting to excel with each sex scene. Whitney Houston and the guy roaring like a lion. And another guy that comes quick and cuddles himself in the covers and no more action for the woman for the night. Due to the insecurities of this woman, I find it very amusing that she decides to keep this thing going. So I humoristically indulge myself to dive into this thought process. But this is the reason why you women will never find a good man. You will never find a good man because you will never give a good man any time of the day. You play insecurities games while dangling your delegation upon the surface of my life as I see you become escorted to the bus stop. That black dark short night shiny armor was so enthused. The first time he walked behind you feeling as the Black Knight sneaking behind to secure such precious diamond. Tip my hat to that gentleman. But game recognizes game. The second time around I don't know if you volunteered the information or he insinuated and initiated himself. All I know is that your time schedule and your conspicuous insecurities gestures opens my eye to see from the background. So I am not that type of person to overly indulge myself in anyone's presence. My integrity speaks as to say, there is nothing else to say. The attraction is initiated, it is observed, comprehended, and agreed with both parties. So when that time happens, the shoot the breeze s*** only be for a temporary moment to find a solid connection to comfortably go further. My shoot the breeze was welcomed by your break of the ice conversation. I never once thought of a break the ice conversation to be movie versus movie. But that's what you did. And you welcomed me in I walked in enthused and it surprised you. So you shut down. Not only did you shut down but I find it very much intriguing to see every single insecurative move to be very sexy. But after a while, I would have thought that the reality would have hit somewhere along the line. Because be that as it may, flirtation, attraction only go so far when it comes to life. Your paycheck just happens to be the connection to my main resource. My integrity tells me that they are following through it only takes time for it to be completed. So beyond that the resource is God and you my dear love was not a part of the plan. So while you are seriously deep down in this securitas moment that I find to be insecure because I can't trust anyone in that shelter because they have been taunting me by snatching certain things from me throwing my mind off track. Instead of them coming over and talking to me they would rather have binoculars, have gossip, and plotting to snatch things away to have me explode. And really show myself. But the show myself is to show myself and move on. I have never been that person to dwell on dirt. But you my dear love are the most beautiful conniving but insecuratively hidden therefore you are exposed to my deep analytical thinking because I cannot take away what is and can never go for what needs to be. You my dear love have answered so many questions about me and my mother. But you have given me so many confused conflicts of interest and due process. I don't think you're intentions was for it to go as far as it went. But I am not the one to be violent or domestically expressed. Wastes time I'd rather spend that time building, elevating, connecting, finding solid relationships, even through the process of shooting the breeze. The movie how to be a player, the movie The Brothers. On the movie The Brothers, the brother had cold feet. She called off the wedding but called off the wedding on an answering machine. So he wasn't a man enough to solidly go to her and call off the wedding. So it really f***** her head up, and imagine the wife to be just happens to be a certified 9 mm pistol handler. So I'm going to answer me she ain't got to her ears, it's no wonder she came to the friend's house knocking off bullets. But then this woman now I am currently facing I see that she loves this drama. She wanted something dramatic to come from me. The dumbest thing is while she was doing that, thinking it, watching it happen, life entered in and said no. I am not that type of guy that is a regular dog that most women what categorically places in. It is very ironic that I'm thinking about it because the very reason why I locked my heart up for 25 years is because of the continuance of negative gestures and insecurities movements as though to not hurt my feelings. But honestly so, you are hurting my feelings by taking and making me believe that you are interested. But if you are not, time has just been wasted. And be that asthma, my day is just that foggy. Because I'm circling the block of skid row and very much surprised to see how popular it is out here. Popular enough to be on the Google map. But I also think of it as Street government sitting down with the regular government. There is some sort of structural agreement that is played on the streets. So my dear dying in a dozen, I do hope and pray that this gets to you. Because this is the only significant way I can truly be myself. And you are surrounded by a bunch of people I am not too fond of. Truth be told my integrity brings out most of what they want to remain hidden. But I cannot be me if integrity and authenticity plays a valuable role in life itself. To be cultural and serious, the shoot the breeze conversation would be so much intrigued for me to indulgently ask certain questions too throw you off the topic but bring you back to topic because there is certain reasons why I ask questions. It is not to engage in your life and to know your life. But it is to know who I am talking to as we shoot the breeze because I don't feel too comfortable completely all day everyday shooting the breeze and never coming to some cultivation or networking type negotiable moments. It reminds me of me pushing my lawn mower down the street and singing a white Mercedes pull up. Bless this black og. But even he did not understand what he was doing. Not only did you present a red flag by approaching me complete stranger, but you offered me a ride. So you want me to put my gas lawn mower in the back trunk of your white mercedes. And then you initiated to go further by putting down the back seat. I wanted to call him out with all types of profanity. But I was tired irritated and the common sense would be to give him a comfortable rude awakening. So I initiated the description of his interior to be the motive for me to boomerang his gesture of me getting in his car. Red flag, I got a gas lawn mower, you got a white mercedes, that was two red flags. Third red flag you're a black man, I'm a black man, two complete strangers and one is offering the other two ride. Didn't your mama teach you not to take candy from strangers, look both ways before you cross the street, don't accept rides from anybody you may know. If I say this person is okay this person is okay. But if I don't say, then it should never be. Boomerang, double edged sword, hands-on experience has taught me a valuable lesson in those years. But this insecurative woman by good reason has my heart and my integrity cannot fathom just sitting. I don't care too much about her insecurities, quite frankly reality when you clock out and walk down the street to the bus stop ought to give you some sort of reality check. But I don't know. And truth be told, I don't know what to expect from you because you have not shown me anything beyond the gossip that comes back into your ears about me. And truth be told gossip is a b**** because I can hear you guys every time. Either no one knows how to whisper, or no one gives two s**** about who hears. Either which way the entire time I'm thinking you guys would love for me to engage and indulgently be involved. But my integrity along with everyone else dealing with my brain accepting thievery to be a part of my life and have them literally come back into the shelter as if nothing happened. I've lost many things but I will not lose this one. I don't know where this is going but something is telling me to fulfill this thought process. So women my suggestion is for you to let the man be himself. UB salad enough to stand your ground. And find a way to have a conversation with a man, otherwise the no Good Men will forever be at your doorstep. The good man you really want is waiting at home going to work going to school coming back home. In other words we have no time to continue back and forth answering cat chase the mouse in no sooner than a cat catches the mouse I was it's a wraps it's a spit out now now my stomach is hurting. Metaphor. The one personality that I would have loved to be remained hidden only for a period of time of course. But this woman has me. So therefore as God be with me, there is too much time to indulge in one kitty cat. So Miss Kitty cat, I really hope you come to a solid conclusion of yourself. Because be that as it may, you play games, but your paycheck is considered the reality.