“What are YOU doing here?!”
Christine’s excitement couldn’t be contained as she leaped across the LAX ticket counter and embraced me with a delirious mix of surprise and hidden anticipation.
She was still on duty but a call to her girlfriend in the back office quickly remedied that.
I only had a 3 hour layover but in a few minutes we found ourselves at the local Denny’s with two 7am grand slam specials being delivered to our booth.
Christine was still wearing her stunning two piece baby blue airline uniform with her hair in a sexy retro-style bun.
Our reunion was just one happy blur to me since it was always great to be in the company of such a beautiful woman..
Especially one who was so attentive to my every word.
I guess for that reason Christine was always a paradox.
Because one moment she was an explosive package of dark sensuality highlighted with a look that could kill.
And in the next moment her sweetness could surpass the maple syrup that slowly worked it’s way down her freshly buttered pancakes.
Halfway through our exercise in shared gluttony her eyes took a serious tone.
“Hey I need to tell you something.”
My posture straightens as I gave the “all clear” facial signal that she needed to see in order to start her latest confessional.
“I’ve hooked up with a strange crowd and I don’t understand why”
“How strange?” I inquired.
“Well I don’t know how to say this…” she hesitated for a moment and glanced at the traffic outside our window.
“…but I’m hanging out with a group that likes to be tied up and beaten black and blue with horse whips in a very secret little club downtown.”
Part of me wanted to let my lower jaw free fall to the table while the other part just keep a poker face and continued to keep quiet.
“Its a form of play I’ve tried a few times and for some weird reason I really like it because it gives me a big release.”
In the back of my head the phrase “be careful what you wish for” was floating to the surface as I was unsure as to what to do with this latest bit of “honesty”.
On one hand Christine’s frankness was always appreciated.. but on the other hand.. well just what the HELL did this mean?
The passive side to our relationship started to kick in again as I realized that I was going to continue my role as a silent sentinel to the unknown path of a young woman’s soul…
A path that was increasingly headed towards the dark side of the moon.
My concern finally started to show.
“Seriously Chris what’s going on with you girl?”
She pulled out her favorite pack of menthol slims, sparked one up, took a long reflective drag, and carefully exhaled out of the far corner of her mouth opposite of me.
“I really don’t know.. I just know that I’m starting to like this type of pain because my life has always been so frustrating and this let’s me get it all out.”
“Are you dating anyone right now?” I asked.
“You know that’s the funny thing.. I’ve been living in LA for over a year and I get hit on all the time. And many of these guys are really nice and successful but I just don’t see the point.. I don’t really let them get close like I do with you.”
Just as the warmth of her accolade started to touch me.. she continued.
“But then again the man I like the most right now is the guy who runs this club and he’s the one who ties me up. He’s really sweet to me when he’s doing the knots and he’s always asking for my permission but when he gets into character he totally goes all out and screams ‘YOU DIRTY BITCH!’ and then just whips the living hell out of me.”
Christine’s words carried a shock wave that was permanently being etched into my memory but somehow my response to her was still even keel.
“Chris this doesn’t make any sense.. why are you into this?”
She took another slow hazy drag on her menthol.
“I know this sounds weird.. but when I’m being whipped it makes me feel like I’m actually the one who’s in control…”
“…I get real hardened and confrontational in my mind and I think.. oh yeah is this all you can do!?! I’m tougher than you.. ”
A tear was starting to well up in her eye..
“I think I get it from my mother.” she softly added.
“How?” I asked.
I couldn’t finish eating and just sat on the edge of my seat instead.
“My mother was a pretty hard core feminist in the 70’s.. and I never really knew my dad growing up because my mother basically chased him away and kept him away from me. It wasn’t until much later that I connected with him and found out that he was really a cool guy…”
“But all my life my mother used to scream at me..”
Christine you must NEVER TRUST A MAN!’
You HEAR ME?!!! You must NEVER DEPEND ON ANY MAN!’
They will BETRAY and HURT YOU!
You must be STRONG, INDEPENDENT and ALWAYS IN CONTROL!!
I recall how helpless I felt watching an old ghost from Christine’s past coming forward to torment her as she sat in front of me.
I recall being taken back by the painful anguish in her words and by the venom that transformed Christine’s face as she imitated her mother’s punishing indoctrinations.
My friend Christine was deep in the middle of a solitary fight for her very identity.
A fight which was mercilessly waged on one side by the masculine forces of power and control..
.. and the only thing opposing this..
was a vulnerable lady who was lost in the woods.
(end of part 2)
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Did I miss something? Where is part 1?
That being said, I find it really interesting that this woman apparently finds her strength in submission, albeit in what some would label a highly misguided manner.
I don’t mean this in a bad way, but its nice to know that its not just me who thinks that they know someone and then they get a curve-ball when they are least expect it.
This is really sad
Good Lord, that’s a rough surprise.
Part III is going to be a doozy, I think.
They will BETRAY and HURT YOU!
You must be STRONG, INDEPENDENT and ALWAYS IN CONTROL!!
Funny, that is how many western men feel about western women. The truth is, that is a real danger men risk being involved with women here in the west with the full power and blessing of the state behind western women’s immoral and bad behavior. I don’t want to hazard a guess which vile rabbit hole Part III will descend into.
Taras
Is there going to be a part III?
GL, this is educational, but about as depressing as spending an evening reading profiles on Match.com or YahooPersonals and being accused of sexual harassment. It makes one want to sprint out into a driving snowstorm and cross a frozen river in search of Elena, the beautiful Snow Maiden. I think I’ll drop back and take a look at some pictures, and find a little peace and tranquillity. If I could find Christine, I would take her along.
I agree with Bella this is sad. I was thinking that Christine would fall for her friend, or maybe work something out. Please let me know how to check for part 3
I just discovered a video post from a man in his 20′s who has discovered how destructive Feminism is to his generation..
So obviously.. It’s not just Christine here.. it’s everyone who suffers..
Check it out..
http://markymarksthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-rant-about-feminism.html
Where are these guys? Really? I came across another situation today where I was made to feel silly for not being typical feminazi… and the fact I never get drunk or sleep around.
Feelin’ a little annoyed at the state of things. I don’t know about you guys, but I’M going to Mother Russia if this carries on! ;]
I think there are still real, normal men out there; I don’t mean they comform to ridiculous expectations, I mean men like the one in the video and those on this site who are still interested in love and families rather than dozens of sexual partners. rw_man has said that love abroad is open to women as well and he’s quite right, two years with my Japanese fiance and I wouldn’t change a thing. It would have been so much harder to find someone like him in the UK because, as the video says, our generation doesn’t know how to have a relationship any more.
Bella, I was under the impression that you already had someone?
Ladies,
The overtone that keeps ringing through for me is that you don’t know where these men are who believe in romance, marriage, family, intimacy and all of the things you seem to be searching for. My question is where are you? I don’t find women anywhere who are looking for these things and of those I encounter who believe in such values, they are already in that kind of relationship.
Everyone,
Within the arena of a blog site specifically geared to the common attitudes and desires of many like minded individuals, a handful of people claim to be seeking the same end; a loving relationship leading to family and a long, satisfying life together.
Yet here we all are (and I think the number is quite small) a handful of adults from 20 to 60 that want this ideal, albeit old fashion, Leave It To Beaver life. What do we do about it? Well, to begin with some of the folks here are already in relationships so there’s no need to go anywhere. For the rest of us, do we all just leave? We can pack up everything and head for another continent to see if things are really better but truth be known, most won’t. And for many who do, it is likely that they won’t end up in a better situation than they had at home.
The simple truth is this; marriage and family are in crisis across North America and all who give a damn should be busting their butts to effect necessary change. It doesn’t matter that much where we place our efforts, as long as we do more than just talk to each other about it. Our task is to bring awareness and reform to as many people as we can. The statistics are already staggering and getting worse by the day. Our teenage girls are reading Gossip Girls like there’s some hidden truth in there when in fact the books are so overtly promoting sexual promiscuity that I’ve personally had the books moved to adult only sections of the stores I shop in.
If there are any solid ideas on how to begin this grassroots movement to bring back the values we all believe in, I would love to see us sharing them. I think we are all intelligent enough to come up with something. What do you all think?
Happy Birthday, Richard! I hope you have a lovely day and a wonderful year ahead of you!
Hazel,
Thank you so very much. I’m prayerfully and hopefully looking to some great things in the coming months. Blessings to you and yours,
Richard
Hazel,
Yes, I have a boyfriend, but it would be nice to have other people around me who are on my wavelength. It can be hard to find a good friend here – I mostly have to talk to the foreign girls. :]
I’m happy with my boyfriend (who is from one of these countries men rave about) but it would be nice to not have to look overseas for people to form any sort of relationship with.
I sort of find myself in Christine in the sense that sometimes I feel that the more control I let a guy have over my sexuality, the more control I actually have over him. It’s an weird emotion, but it’s not as self-destructive as Christine’s actions.
I’m not a master of psychology, but maybe she was trying to become a victim due to society keep telling her that she’s one? I find myself sometimes fighting for my integrity and not caving to the temptation of using people to get my way without as much work, due to how it easy it can be. For instance, why work your ass off for 3 years to get to a good school and then graduate from that school with around 100,000$ in debt, when you can just use to help you get in that school and then pay it for you? Why not marry someone rich and just divorce him and take half?
Anyway, I’ve been in a similar position to Christine, just that my kicks were different and if she won’t realize when she hit rock bottom and mature, she will not have a nice ending. I’m glad I realized when I hit that bottom…
Sadly I think there are Western women that are going through what Christine is and are self-destructive. In fact some Western women’s problems can be pin pointed to their fear of letting a man get too close. And most of the time these women probably been burnt by men when they were young.