Can Women Really Have Sex Like Men?

I’ve been hanging out with some gals who are a couple years younger than me lately. And by a couple, I mean about 6 years younger. I’m single OK! Everyone my age is either in a relationship, married, married with children (not the Bundy kind), or has moved away. When I want to go downtown and have a couple of beers I call on these gals.

I don’t know if it’s just me, but these girls are having sex with, what appears to be, no emotional attachment whatsoever! Don't be a hater and start judging. I could go on and on about this double standard. How if a man was out single, after a break-up, or divorce he can sleep around because he’s just on the prowl or being a “player”.

I'm no prude. However, I have come to the realization that women just cannot have sex like this—there is always some sort of mental, monetary(!), or emotional “transaction” involved. This "transaction" can be realized or unrealized--and more times than not, it's the latter. I also want to make one thing very clear, that I am not judging. There is no good or bad, I'm merely making an observation.


There is sex and it may be in The City, but shit is never that simple.

Sometimes I think that the things that are best for us are actually the hardest e.g., quitting smoking, getting out of an unhealthy relationship, stopping after two chocolate chip cookies, . . .etc. I don't know everything by any means, but I do know that it’s hard going to the bar and not drink the free drinks offered. (I did it this weekend and my full-of-tact drunk-ass-guy-friend asked me if I was pregnant, very loudly, in the middle of the bar). Uh, that's a negative. Plus, it was oh so lovely for the flirting vibe I was sending to the cute guy in dark Ray Bans. Damn it.

Moving on . . . It’s also hard not to answer texts that are sent after 10pm from men who you’ve: made out with, slept with, been in a relationship with, are extremely attracted to, or after several drinks, remember that you are a little attracted to. However, I can guarantee, that they are not texting to take you to dinner.

And about texting: What the hell? Are we becoming so socially inept that we have to rely on a device such as a cell phone key pad and screen to interact with someone we are interested in? Oh never mind, I’m not going to blame it on the texting (or the ah-ah-ah-ah-alcohol). It’s individuals who are choosing to crash into each other late at night. That's never gonna end. The one night stand is as old as Rahab (she’s the Bible’s most famous prostitute—look that shit up). I also don’t see booty-texting going out of style anytime soon either. {{See my statement above about the the hardest and best things . . .}} Sigh.

Like I told my friend last night, when she received one of those texts and asked me what she should do, “Doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results, is the definition of insanity. He wants to have sex with you and that’s it. If you want a relationship, don’t settle for this crap. If you want to just have sex, text him back. Boys are not complicated, it’s us (and I pointed to my head) that make it that way.”

Not preggers,
Nik