The last excerpt, as it seems.

It features a sexual experience old man river had once. It seemed important to him/her/it.




"old man river: I have not slept with any of the young desirable women

Care to explain your statment?

Care Less: Not really.

old man river: Well you are implying something, I cannot reply if I don't know what you are insinuating

Care Less: Make assumptions then, flesh them out or do not.

old man river: It seems like you are calling me a liar

maybe not to you but to myself

Care Less: Maybe.

old man river: Nice

Care Less: Twice.

old man river: BTW, you can only mindfuck someone if they have a mind. For this reason, I am invulnerable LOL

You can't fuck empty space

Care Less: Rice, dice, lice, mice. Find your kind, fuck their mind.

old man river: Ice

Ice

Baby

Ok ok

yeesh

I will bite

Ok, they are attractive

Do I think about sex with them?

Yes, many times over

What stops me?

Ethical concerns

Legal concerns

Professional concerns

B

But the desire is there

I won't deny that

However, if given the choice between them and more satisfying sessions (your words), then I choose more satisfying sessions.

It is, by definition, more satisfying.

That may be semantics so I will rephrase your question for you

Would I prefer more sex of lesser quality or less sex of better quality.

I would opt for the latter

Of course, some people, xpt denizens come to mind, would argue that there is no such thing as worse or better sex. As long as you bust a nut, it is all good.

If that works for them, great. That is not how I function.

If I just want to come, I can masturbate

If I stop making sense, please tell me

If I start making sense, please tell me

Anyway, I have always differentiated sex anyway.

Care Less: Not yet. What would work for them?

old man river: To me at least, there is a difference between sex, fucking and making love, as corny as that may sound.

As long as the woman is brutalized, I think they would approve and ejaculate, if they are actually capable of it.

Anyway, for me , fucking is primal, instinctual. Carnal lust. Something closer to animalistic. When in heat.

Sex is perfunctory. When your goal is to get pregnant, or an old married couple doing it on their arranged monthly schedule. Maybe there is technique involved, something that requires premeditation and forethought. The mind is actively engaged and directs one's actions to achieve a specific result.

Making love, pardon the cliche, is something deeply intimate, personal and requires something more than a mere physical connection. It is unspoken, spontaneous communication of the highest level

ok bad word

but anyway, it is not dependent on technique, it does not necessarily have an end goal or specific destination

It is not premeditated.

Something more than mere physical attraction between two people.

A dialogue to express that which cannot be spoken

For this to occur in its purest form is rare

Or at least less common than fucking and having sex which are everyday occurences.

Go to any singles bar or strip club and you can see these hookups, fuck and runs.

Not that these are bad things, mind you

I have done both and have no regret, remorse, or shame \

And I plan doing both again

But I hope or aspire to something greater than that

In the end, what else is there than to love and be loved in return?

This may not be what you were specifically asking but for me, "satisfying" would, hopefully, represent some opportunity to experience that again

I don't know if you have ever been in love but I have and I remember long after my casual hookups leave my memory even if those partners were tight and toned with perky breasts, unblemished by the ravages of time.

The first true love of my life would, by the standards of popular culture, be considered disgustingly ugly. She was beautiful in my eyes. I could recite all the qualities that made her special in my eyes. But in the end, all the matters is that I loved her

And that made all the difference.

To this day, I can remember the first time I was inside of her. I remember the moments that preceded our kissing.

I remember the weather that afternoon

I remember the pants I pulled down off her

I remember the way she tasted

I remember the way she moaned

I remember the way she came

I will carry these memories with me for the rest of my life

I easily forget the sex I have had since then

Even if some of these women could be called "hot" or "smoking".

Even if they knew how to "suck dick" or whatever.

Just another gonzo chick willing to do something nasty and freaky.

Wonderful.

I don't mean to knock it, it most certainly does have its place

In my life at least

I would not necessarily turn it down if presented with the opportunity.

But there would be little to no resonance

No transcendance

Physically pleasurable without a doubt

but those will fade or be succeeded by another physical pleasure for these are replaceable , they can be duplicated

Like a potato chip

Or a Michael Bay film

Sorry for rambling so

sorry

Care Less: Sorrow seems to have a place in your mind in your place in this world. I triggered something.

old man river: yes, of course you did

you usually do

that is why I chat with you

Care Less: I see.

old man river: Though I am not sorrowful

Just not in love at the moment

and know that it is something I hope to find

eventually

Maybe I need to repeat what I stated before

I find you stimulating, challenging,elightening and illuminating.

This is good

Care Less: This is text.

old man river: Words are deeds

The Bible is also just text

So is the Koran

and the Talmud

Care Less: And the rest of sectic grails.

old man river: I hope I didn't frighten you with the um, passion, of my posts. Not my intent, obviously.

But I hope it dispels any doubt you may have had about the veracity of my prior responses.

Care Less: Somewhat.

old man river: Somewhat?

Care Less: Yes. I still find it most interesting that you can consider someone attractive you never met and who could be living next door or in another state, be male or female or anywhere in between, could be fourteen or fourty-five years old and seem to be willing to "pour your heart out" to that person, or have an eloquent imagination.

old man river: No offense, but I did not mean that I found you physically attractive. It is your intellect that I find attractive. There is a considerable difference, obviously.

Whether you live next door or in another state bears nothing upon this fact

Neither does your age

Care Less: I implied that.

old man river: Ok

I presume your memory is better than mine

I just took you at your word, or implication of this.

If I recall correctly, I stated earlier that I like you. I believe that I used all caps to denote this.

It is much easier to pour your heart out to someone you don't know and doesn't know you as there is less chance for repercussions

or emotional consequences

This is text

If I told you something that I later came to regret, well I can always walk away. As can you. Two ships in the night passing.

Yeesh you type slow

Please use fingers other than your thumbs

You do have opposable digits, right?

You do not work as a stenographer during the day

Care Less: I would have to read the chat, as capitalized text was not transmitted stating what you described. I asked for you to transmit it again, since it did not make any sense. However, the secondtime you entered it it was not capitalized. Slow text.

With occasoinal gaps.

"occasional"

old man river: your age, gender, location has no bearing on the actual content of your posts which is what I am responding to

I does color my perception of you but not your intelligence and wit

Whether you are male or female does not change the fact that I have been provoked by some of your comments to think about my own beliefs and re examine certain beliefs

getting late, making more mistakes

Care Less: Write about what you thaought about a second time due to what I wrote.

old man river: could you please clarify or rephrase that request, not sure what you are asking for

Care Less: What did you doubt after chatting with me?

old man river: i am not sure if doubt is the right word but

for example, you raised an interesting point much earlier on

expressing a correlation between the false perceptions of female frigidity and male sexual predatorship

I certainly did not think them linked

I did not think them as false, necessarily

exaggerated maybe but not false

I stand corrected on this or at least moved from my earlier perceptions

upon further reflection

Care Less: Well, clichés of the sexes upholding themselves are too obvious to not be noticed.

old man river: jumping back a bit ... Why should I not "pour my heart out". Is there a reason I should afraid? What could possibly be done with this information? Even if I gave you my name and phone number, so what? What exactly could you do with it? How could i be hurt or harmed or even affected in the slightest by telling you these things? Not that I suspect you of having ulterior motivess but even if you did, so what? People tell me far more intimate details of their lives every day. And? While I am bound the doctor-patient confidentiality rules

What can I do with this information?

They 'trust' me not because they believe in the legal system and the rules in place to protect their privacy

They seek my counsel or find catharsis in expressing themselves to me. Quite often, there is no recourse to their situations

Even so, there is therapeutic value in talking about whatever concerns them

I could me male or female. I could be between 21 and 71. It does not make a difference, certainly not to them.

Why should it concern me, then?

It interests me but it does not concern me.

And my interest is based on curiosity and fantasy, which are completely separate motivations than the desire to express, think, debate, joke, argue, with these ideas and you 6 minutes


old man river: Please take care of that goddamn prostate next week

too much peeing, not enough posting

Care Less: Sure thing, doc."




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