My Fellow Inmates,
Define Sexy...
Let me give you a mental image... Get ready for this... Put on some deodorant, its about to get steamy...
You are sitting in a cafe having lunch when suddenly a guy across the restaurant catches your eye. He is beautiful and looks like he spends every waking moment in the gym. His short cut shirt allows his cut torso to poke through, and his abs glisten as hie stands up from the table, smiling at you.
Your cock stiffens as he walks your way... this man is a god, and he is coming towards you...
He reaches your side and glares down in your eyes. He doesn't have to speak, he wants you, your stomach is in your throat...
He Smiles and you melt...
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Ok then...
Take 2...
Same scenario, the cafe...
Yet this time you spot the beautiful boy across the way, and you decide to go for it.
As you approch his table he sees you and instantly stared downwards... Its he shy? or standoffish?
You decide to still chat with him, see where it goes...
"Hi there," You say as you smile at him.
"Hi" he replies softly as he looks like he'd rather be anywhere else...
You pull up a chair, "I noticed you across the way, I think you are very cute..."
"No, I am not," He replies; "Though its nice of you to say that."
"Um..." Your interest is wavering but you attempt to break through the shyness. "Would you be interested in getting a drink sometime?"
"Really?! You'd be interested in someone like me?" he says actually looking amazed...
You end up walking away from the encounter, however it ended, thinking what a shame it was that such a beautiful thing was so broken. The number is then filed in to the do not call section of the round filing bin...
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So what is the point?
You could have it all... Body, Hung, Money... and without confidence, be it natural, liquid, or out of a pill bottle; you will never find what you seek, and if you do find it it is destined to eventually slip through your fingers like the sands of an hourglass...
On the flip side you could have nothing, be a complete asshole, treat everyone around you like shit, be swimming with confidence, and have boys vying for your attention...
We have all heard the old adage that women like guys that treat them like shit...
Confidence is mesmerizing, why? because few of us have it truly...
We have confidence in what we know, what we know we can do better than others, and people would be hard pressed to question our abilities on... Step out of that comfort zone and some of us can fake it well, but will always return quickly to our comfort areas...
Someone said to me: "Wait... you have been hiding your furry side all these years? You exude confidence, I didn't expect you to be someone who would have left anything closeted."
Don't forget in the process that we are all still human as well. Feelings suck, and none of us want ours stepped on.
We need common bonds, support structures, to find the faith to grow and explore.
So last September for the first time ever I found myself surrounded by furs when my house filled with them thanks to Perro and Rottie bringing the Bondofurs from Rainfurrest.
Something inside me paid attention, but still watched from the sidelines, even as I tortured the fuzzies gleefully. See, my comfort levels were not being challenged, so I got to explore my cake while I ate it :-)
Sorry, I got sidetracked, as I always do... so then, how does one get confidence? Is it something you must have naturally? a learned action? does wallmart sell it at a price rollback?
Do I look like I have all the answers?
Step up to the plate... Put on your Big Boy Panties... Take Your Lumps... and Stop Caring...
The rest of us did, and that's how we got to where we are...
Then again some of us are just experts at hiding fragile very well...
I... I... Whats wrong?... Please don't be mad at me... I... Uh... Never mind.... :-P
With That, Visiting Time Is Over.
What Ever You Do Don't Scream Too Loud As Others Are Trying To Sleep.
~Rubberasylum
