I peed on him.
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Possession is 9/10ths of the law.
I don't have boyfriends.
Okay. I HAVE had boyfriends. But generally I tire of men after a couple of weeks and I'm ready to move on. I don't play games. I'm very upfront. And, of course, I am still a lady. I'm not a long term kind of gal since there's always another guy around the corner.
I've always been selfish. I hate to share. It's only recently (i.e. since college) that I've been able to lend people things or not get completely pissed if I come in and my roommate is watching my television. I'm very much a MY kind of girl and I'm working on trying to not be like this anymore.
But there is a steadfast rule that I hold to no matter what the situation. It epitomizes my selfish tendencies to the max. There are no exceptions, and if this rule is broken, friendships could be compromised and/or lost forever.
If I see him first, he's mine.
That's right. It doesn't matter if a man and I only exhcanged the briefest of glances in a crowded elevator or if he's all over me at a club. It doesn't matter if I have a huge crush or I only love him from afar. If I'm the first to say he's cute, I have marked my territory. I have "peed on him". He's mine.
This seems to be a well known fact among women. If you're out with your girls and one of them brings a guy along, even if you've never heard her mention him before, HE'S HERS. So you don't see her flirting with him? Be a good friend and ask before you attempt to get your groove on with him. Or you will have a very pissed off gal pal in your midst.
So while I'm always jumping from one guy to the next, possession is 9/1oths of the law and as long as he's with me, hands off.
It's funny–I'm usually so laidback and ready to chill. But the minute I sense someone up in my space, "on my man," the claws come out and I get very passively aggressively ready to fight. I guess it's the part of me that always wanted to be on Jerry Springer shining through.
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This isn’t a “girlfriend” notion of property, it’s a human one. Yes, men divvy up women.
We never tell about it though. Men aren’t allowed to say things that imply property, but there you go. Bunches of rules and addendum’s added on to the property theorem: generally, a kind of honor-system capitalism is at stake.
Some of the bunches of addendum’s: if a woman has a certain amount of hotness, and she’s an utter slut, even men previously in love with sometimes give OK’s: but it depends on the man. He can say “no fuckin’ way!” and you HAVE to respect it. Most men will allow friends to get some kitty off even previously close women (especially if it’s tied up with conquest or humiliating the girl; girls who get the bronco fuck* are almost always given permission!), but it depends on the breakup and the man. Lotta details to the Law, but authority ALWAYS rests in the dude who dated a woman first. Men are just more easygoing both ways than women: men allow friends to date their property (and that’s what you call men too, so no whining), and they’re less inclined to hate the women for it, too. All in all, women are WAY more territorial.
*- “Bronco Fuck”- design for humiliation against harlots and men who are slumming it. You get behind her, start fucking, and your friends jump out and start recording: your score is how long you stay riding, like a bronco.