As I look back on my past relationships, I see a trail of dismal failures. I blamed all these failures on a myriad of perceived defects, some of which were closer to the truth than others. The main reason eluded me until recently, though, when I discovered through rather intense contemplation that the distinctive defect in each was a lack of connection. Without connection there is no real communication, nothing of real essence, anyway.
There was one woman in my life, however, who showed me how I can make such a connection, and now, three decades later, I think I finally learned my lesson from that relationship. This connection came from a high erotic tension that was born of my control over her and her consent to that control. I wasn't aware of the dynamics at the time because it was all so natural and easy from the time we met.
Looking For Craigslist dating alternative? Try these pages: