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Title: Re: chatting up a girl

Chatting with a girl was my favourite just before I quitted a grope entirely. I talked to a girl without touching her, though. In my case, it substituted the true frottage. The best of all, it is legal. There is no law forbids a conversation.

Just like a grope I mark a girl out. A willing or tolerant girl has something in the air. I chat up the girl long before we get into a train. The pre-conversation reveals her tolerance. With the learnt footwork I position myself in front of her, facing each other, upon aboard.

And I just keep the conversation. I do not touch her. I do not grope. But the crowdedness automatically make us press against each other. The conversation reminds her that I'm a real human being, not a part of the crowd. A real man with a real body with a real dick is pressed against her real pussy.

At first she stiffens her body. She may bend forward a little to avoid genital contact with her shoulders hunched to protect her breasts. Amazingly enough, more women offer resistance when they are spoken to than they are groped. But no one knows what to resist when accosted.

She is embarrassed and she is excited. But I'm just talking. Soon she learns that we are glued together for a little while. It is inevitable and it is no one's fault. She may resign. She may even become naughty. Not everyone enjoys body contact but at least she can accept it.

A groping hand tells a woman that I am a man and I have an intention. Nonchalant small talk can convey the same. A hint here and then there. It is just like a grope. It is a negotiating process. The physical guard requires mental strain. It can be exhausted or relaxed.

I may ask if I would be better stop talking. If yes, then we go back to Mr. & Ms. nobody. If no, then I further ask why she is so strained - and a joke or two. In either case, she loses the reason to be protective. Her mental faculties can be her liability then. A intelligent woman tends to stop what she can not explain.

She lowers the guard. We come to the full physical contact - her chest against mine, her abdomen aganist mine. Wait for a while till this becomes normal (or norm?). And I beg her forgiveness only to remind her that we are in the awkward situation. Hush-hush-talking continues.

Date: Thu Feb 15 21:07:47 2001 GMT

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