Yeah... about that....
Just because I like tickling, doesn't mean I'm emotionally invested in whether you get off. Especially when you've gone to great lengths to make it clear that you don't care about anything, except whether you get off.
If this ends up being anything but an attempt at polite refusal, I will eat my hat. I will buy a hat so that I can eat it, because it will be the only thing that makes sense in the world anymore.
I don't know whether you're the king of not having any morals, though your original post was more about interpreting her posts than of having a moral dilemma. But I think you're projecting your fetish-culture orientations onto her, to the point of letting your orientation crowd out your sense of friendship. She regards you as her friend, and she is making plans to get together with you as a friend, the way friends get together. And now you're saying that you'd rather pay her for a tickling session, and you can take or leave hanging out with her at all. Anyway, I don't think she's hinting. I think she assumed you were joking the first time, and I think the second time, when she thought you might be serious, she politely said no. I think the non-reply to your last note could be a sign that you completely freaked her out when you made clear that you were serious. I've made this mistake myself, of getting so comfortable with life here in the fetish world that I forget how weird all this seems to outsiders. There's a woman down in Baltimore who told me she'd call the police if I ever tried to contact her, after I made the mistake of saying "I have a couple of soft-core fetishes" when we were getting acquainted.
He's under the bridge again, waiting for The Three Billygoats Gruff....
Speedbump: She did have an extreme reaction, but our world does seem weird to outsiders. My suggestion to fellow kinksters, when it comes to telling other people about the proclivity, unless they're going to make themselves public figures over it and have interviews on the evening news, is to wait till a really comfortable friendship is in place, and only discuss it in that context, with a friend who is clearly receptive to hearing about it. One female friend of mine said "That is so cool!" when I told her about it; another reacted similarly and then later let me give her a foot tickling. (Milagros, if you're reading this, you've met both of these ladies in the same artistic facility where you saw me again last week.) But many more will get freaked out. I'm going to be very interested in the OP's update after the meet-up does or doesn't happen.
Am I the only person who noticed that he'd signed in under the "wrong" profile back on page 1?
Am I the only person who noticed that he'd signed in under the "wrong" profile back on page 1?
I just didn't think it was relevant.
I disagree, seeing as how we're all being trolled. At least the thread's drifted into a mildly relevant discussion.
hahaha well thank you very much and i have lol they arent thaaaat bad i guess <3P.S. Diana Banana: I love your chubby cheeks. Accept yourself.
lets hope for the best and pray he gets his hands on her feet
Am I the only person who noticed that he'd signed in under the "wrong" profile back on page 1?
You haven't read a whole lot of pots he made, right?
So don't hope that I get my hands on her feet, because I'm a "bad" person who doesn't deserve to be happy, is that what that means?
So don't hope that I get my hands on her feet, because I'm a "bad" person who doesn't deserve to be happy, is that what that means?
I'm genuinely curious here.
I know YOU believe you are somehow exempt from the social contract, that everything should be handed to you with no effort on your part, buy why should anyone else believe that? Why should anyone believe you deserve anything, when you view others as objects and all you talk about is you own self-absorbed misanthropy? Why should anyone care about you when, every chance you get, you make it abundantly clear that you don't care about anything but yourself?
I'm genuinely curious here.
I know YOU believe you are somehow exempt from the social contract, that everything should be handed to you with no effort on your part, but why should anyone else believe that? Why should anyone believe you deserve anything, when you view others as objects and all you talk about is your own self-absorbed misanthropy? Why should anyone care about you when, every chance you get, you make it abundantly clear that you don't care about anything but yourself?
It came as a surprise to me when you said that tickling her, with or without paying for it, was all you cared about, and I would ask you to think about whether that's really how you feel, and whether that's how you feel about friendships for their own sake in general.