Virtual Virgins (You Got Served)

So, I’m talking to this chick I know, and she’s telling me about this ultra-positive, transformative physical experience she had with a guy.

I’m listening to what she’s saying, and while she’s astounded, I’m thinking “Finally… Someone did the right thing.”

I explained to her that what dude did, while uncommon, was exactly what he was SUPPOSED TO DO if his goal was to show her a good time and/or lock her down.

Are You A Virgin?

Unfortunately, the way the game’s set up, with guys having to convince women to have sex with them and women deciding whether they want to lay down or not, it’s not conducive to guys actually putting in WORK when they finally get on.

The guy’s job is done in GETTING to the point where he’s having sex with her, so once he gets in, it’s Miller-Time! >:D haha He’s relaxing. Cold Lampin’. Layin’ up in the cut. Chillin’. He’s accomplished what he wants out of life before he even gets his, let alone before she gets HERS.

The end result of this oft-repeated process is that women have a skewed concept of whether they’ve actually had sex or not.

I mean, yeah, they DID have sex, like, technically. Like if you look up intercourse on Wikipedia, they would raise their hands and say they’ve experienced that:

Sexual intercourse, also known as copulation or coitus, commonly refers to the act in which the male reproductive organ enters the female reproductive tract.[1][2]

See what I mean? 😀 haha Lots of women can say that they’ve experienced having a male organ inside their reproductive tracts. They’ll say that they’ve had sex, or even that they’re currently having sex with someone. They’ll tell you that they’re not virgins, which, once again, by TECHNICAL definition, they aren’t:

A virgin (or maiden) originally meant a woman who has never had sexual intercourse.

But wait! 😀 haha HOLE UP, NAOH!!! 😀 … Let’s not stop reading THERE! >:D

Virginity is the state of being a virgin. It is derived from the Latin virgo, which means “sexually inexperienced woman”.

hmm…. Sexually. Inexperienced. Woman…….

As in Latin, the English word is also often used with wider reference, by relaxing the age, gender or sexual criteria.[1] Hence, more mature women can be virgins (The Virgin Queen), men can be virgins, and potential initiates into many fields can be colloquially termed virgins; for example, a skydiving “virgin”. In the latter usage, virgin simply means uninitiated.

By extension from its primary sense, the idea that a virgin has a sexual “blank slate”,[2] unchanged by any past intimate connection or experience,[2] leads to the abstraction of unadulterated purity (see below).

hmm… A sexual “blank slate”. o_O .. Unchanged by any past intimate connection or experience… o_O

This is why I call these chicks Virtual Virgins. Technically, they’ve experienced intercourse, if you’re willing to take the dictionary’s definition literally, but they’ve never actually been SERVED. >:D

For lack of current access to less-crude terminology which would efficiently articulate my point, Dudes have been up in them, but nothing actually happened.

She’s still “a blank slate, unchanged by any past intimate connection or experience” = a virgin, as far as I’m concerned.

I’m not talking about young chicks either. 😀 I’m from the hood. Around here, lots of girls are on their second kid by the time they hit 17.

People are broke around here. The movies cost money. Hooking up is free.

I would LOVE to be able to say “Hooking up is only as expensive as the cost of condoms”, but with the number of kids running around here, it’s clear that dudes would rather get their checks docked for Child Support and spend still more money for VD medication than kick in $10 for a few Jimmy Hats.

So I know more old virgins than young ones.

You Ain’t Ish

There’s nothing WRONG with being a virgin, mind you. That’s not what I’m saying. I’m not low-rating these women at all. 🙂 .. I’m just saying that just because you’re twice some other chick’s age doesn’t mean that guys see you as a sexual threat.

The Game works off of experience, not time spent in the trenches. If you hooked up with 80 lame dudes in 20 years, and she spent six months with a guy that was doing the right thing by her every single day of their time together, she knows what’s up and you don’t. Her outlook on life and her understanding of what’s possible for her if she’s aligned with the right guy(s) is on-point, and you’re still stumbling around in the dark.

Fortunately, “Ignorance Is Bliss” applies here, because you’ll never know what you’re missing until you get it.

The reason I wanted to talk about this is that it’s really funny/pathetic to me when I’m listening to some chick and she’s talkin’ all big & bad as if she’s not a virgin, just because she’s had sex.

Just ’cause some dude bought her flowers & candy and went out with her four weekends in a row and she decided to give it up on the fourth date, and he may or may not have called her ever again, afterwards, she thinks she knows what time it is with guys. She counts herself amongst the experienced…

Meanwhile, I’m sitting there like “If I touched this chick on her shoulder.. with my hand.. OVER her shirt.. her brain would scramble and she’d fall on the floor in the fetal position.”

It’s like whatever she’s sexually experienced up until this very point, today, counts for nothing at all.

Can You Ride?

The only problem with this format of ignorance is that women in this state don’t realize how susceptible they are to The Real Deal when it’s in their face. They swear up and down that they’re going to be faithful to their man blah blah blah until they actually get MOVED, and then they’re like WTF??? o_O

When I was like 13 years old, I used to go to camp. At the camp, they had horses for us to ride. TAME. ASS. HORSES. 😀 haha WOULDN’T. HURT. A. FLY.-ASS HORSES. Whomever’s in charge takes these horses and guides them in a circle around the ring while you’re sitting on top of them.

Can I say that I’ve ridden a horse?.. Yes, I can! 😀

When you get good enough with sitting on top of a horse while someone else guides it around and the horse walks because it has nothing better to do, they let you go on a trail ride.

This means that your TAME-ASS HORSE and a bunch of other tame-ass horses hang out in a posse and slowly roam around the countryside surrounding the camp, while you and your friends are sitting on top of them. Nobody’s physically telling these horses where to go, but they know the ******* drill. Keep walking, stay with the other horses, don’t throw the human off your back.

Can I say that I’ve ridden a horse?.. Yes, I can! 😀

So let’s say I’m talking all this yang about how I’m a horse rider. Let’s say I even bought those boots and the little hard-hat that the riders wear, and the frilly shirt that makes you look like Prince.

Let’s say I’m lampin’ in the Rider’s Lounge or wherever horse riders hang out and one of them offers to me to get on their horse and take it for a spin….. Am I getting on that horse? 😀 HEEEELZ THE **** NAW!!! >:D

As soon as that joint starts running towards a fence it wants to jump over, I’m *DIVING* off of it! 😀

I am not a horse rider. I have ridden tame-ass horses before in my life. There is a MAJOR difference between the two. If I don’t recognize that I am NOT a horse rider and I get on a horse that’s bout-it bout-it, I’m going to be in for a rude awakening.

This is why I find it funny, listening to these amateur-ass females talking as if they’ve been through the wringer. 😀 It’s like “The dudes that you mess with aren’t ****, so how could you possibly have been through any intense **** with dudes that don’t KNOW **** to put you through in the first place?” \o/

This is with the women that claim to have a DECENT sex life with their significant others. Let’s not even discuss the chicks whose boyfriends or husbands aren’t doing the right thing by them in the bedroom.

We See You Coming

VegasThe best way I can describe these virtual virgins is that they exhibit a hypersensitivity to male proximity.

Not just ANY male, but a male that they perceive would actually **** them.

This is why you see a lot of females making what appear to be sexual advances towards Herbs. These guys are “safe”, as far as the gals are concerned. They can climb up on these dudes, grab them, hug them, kiss them, dance with them, hold hands with them, cuddle with them, sleep next to them, and there’s no chance in hell (in her mind) that this dude is actually going to have intercourse with her.

Meanwhile, those very same chicks play their position and keep their ******* hands to themselves when it comes to dudes that they perceive would respond vigorously to the slightest indication of sexual interest from her.

haha I just reminded myself… I was flirting with this chick I like the other day. She’s telling me about she’s dating this guy and yadda yadda and I’m like “ok”, meaning “Sure you are! 😀 haha Keep enjoying that ‘relationship’!”

So later that same evening, I introduce her to a friend of mine. They chat for what couldn’t have been 15 minutes, total, and she comes back to talk to me, obviously flustered, excited, turned on, ready to ‘get it in’. 😀

After I finished laughing in her face, I made it clear to her that what happens in “Vegas” STAYS in Vegas, and that if she wanted to hook up with my boy, it would be totally off the grid, absolute #noblog status, and whomever this Herb is that she’s dating would never find out about it.

She didn’t go for it, though she OBVIOUSLY wanted to, haha >:D

That situation is the perfect illustration of my point.

It’s lovely that she can say she’s in a “relationship” with someone, but when she’s ACTUALLY physically turned on, that’s when she’s going to understand the difference between meaningless agreements people make with each other and that sensual, sexual energy that makes her life worth living.

In any situation, you’re going to have Professionals, Amateurs, and Amateurs that THINK they’re Professionals.

The latter is the dangerous category (to you), because you’re liable to jump in the deep end of the pool because you think you can swim.

When you start drowning and someone saves you, you’re going to think he’s the be-all and end-all, when he’s really just a guy that understood your situation better than you did and was only standing there because he knew you were going to drown.

You’re an obvious opportunity to him.. A blank slate.. Unchanged by any past intimate connection or experience…

Regardless of what you claim to be.. A girlfriend.. A wife.. A lesbian.. He knows better, and intends to prove it at his earliest convenience. Connect with Bill via Facebook, Twitter, LinkedIn, MySpace, Email Subscription, RSS Feed

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  1. I’ve definitely got a sense about what a man is capable of putting forth. That eye for talent has been a cause of some exceptionally passionate flings, and one unauthorized video – which I hesitate to call embarassing, for the fact that we both threw it down like Godzilla.

    1. Well, haha.. Sex Tapes Aside… >:D

      You have a type of sexual magetism that attracts….. sportsmen.

      I can’t see a dude stepping to you that didn’t intend to put in work. I can’t see a guy thinking that you were just some average chick and doing something average with you would either be worth his while or accepted by you.

      Lots of women conceal any of their potential sensuality in fronting and acting like they’re not interested in sex. They clamor about not being sex objects when there’s nothing they can do about it. People have always been sex objects and they always will be. That’s why the planet’s still populated.

      Some women don’t inspire a guy to feel like he has to do anything other than GET HIS if he gets her to lay down. Nobody cares what she wants. Nobody cares what she thinks. Nobody cares if she ever wants to do it again.

      I think your energy works in the opposite direction. I think guys feel like if they get that chance up to bat, they’re going to knock it out tha park or die trying! >:D

  2. Rebecca and I are from the same tribe, evidently! How fortunate we are. Love this article, Bill. Love the invisible neon sign above my head and my ability to respond potently to those whom it draws.

    1. In fact, both of you *are* from the same tribe, now that you bring it up.

      I know both of you personally, Rebecca for many, many years at this point.

      Meeting her and being blessed to have constantly interacted with her was absolutely crucial/critical to my personal mental development.

      You’re both extremely similar in your abilities to be INSIDE the game, yet simultaneously recognize and analyze the game.

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