A friend of mine recently commented on a typical aspect of male behavior. When out with her boyfriend, she's observed the way he checks out other women's attributes while also furtively trying to disguise the fact that he's looking. Here was my mistake. "Why don't you let him look? It's perfectly natural to look people over." She was indignant. "I don't want him checking anyone out but me." Oh, please. What a boring world this would be if that was the case.
Then I made my second mistake. "Well, don't you check out men's crotches?" She looked shocked. "Oh come on," I continued, "it's the very same thing." "I don't even check out my boyfriend's crotch like that," she replied. Such a liar.
I'd hope the learned folk who favor me with their comments on this blog would agree; we do check people out and should say so. It's in our chemical make up. For those of you that lean towards men, I know you must check out the crotch. Don't you? I freely admit that I do--sometimes, it's almost involuntary. It takes stealth movements to carry a conversation with a man, retain eye contact and wait for that one moment when they avert their eyes so you can glance downwards. It certainly helps if they are sitting and most certainly helps if they are wearing jeans. And bonus points if I catch them checking out my rack at any time during the exchange--that makes me feel less guilty if my eyes wander. To me, this is perfectly natural behavior...the human version of dogs sniffing one another's bottoms.
So I relayed this little same diatribe to my friend and she just looked at me blankly. "Something's wrong with you. Most women are not that way," she said. I could not leave it alone. I cited the scene in the movie "What Women Want" where Helen Hunt checks out Mel Gibson's crotch; in fact, she does it twice. If it can be represented in a film, it has to be something a majority of the audience can relate to, right? Then I thought of some of my online friends and their tendency to upload photographs during online chat of a certain singer's endowed nether regions. And trust me, we all seem to appreciate it.
Seems to me that my friend is in the minority.
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I'm not so sure, CW. I honestly do not check out men's crotches in real life. The only ones I look at are TFH's, cause I wanna DO HIM, and Paul's, cause I wanna DO HIM STILL. But strangers? Never.
I think movies and stuff want us to think the majority of women do this, but in my experience, it ain't happenin. You're in the minority, you sexy dynamo!
Seriously, Jules? Maybe I am a freak...
Yeah, not so much on the crotch check here either. I do check out a nicely formed ass when I can though.
I look at eyes, smile and ass.
I look at their heart. Hahaha!!
Sorry, CW, but I don't look at men's crotches, either. Don't know what to tell ya. (Perv) :)
I don't check out anything specific and I only look when it occurs to me to do so. My husband and my sons are checker-outers. I have told my sons to be respectful and I've told my husband "look all you want, just don't forget that I DON'T SHARE". I'm limited that way I guess.
OK, I check out their packages and I'm a lesbian. There, I said it, I feel better.
Ladies--I do look at other things beside the crotch, of course, but I can't help but go for the cookies. I admit it, she says in true perv fashion. *sigh*
Ummmm...very instructive!!
:-)
Taylor has a crotch? Never noticed. :-)
Gotcha! Of course I look.
I look, certainly. It's not the FIRST thing I look at, but it's in the top ten!
I do look at the crotches of men, I always have. It isn't something I talk about but hey, it's natural. C&W, I like the way you compared it to dogs sniffing each other...hilarious. I will add though, I really go crazy over shoulders. If a man has gorgeous, muscular, chiseled shoulders...I melt like butter.
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