I have to admit that before my entry into the hobby a man's physical appearance played a very important roll in who I dated. I'm happy to say that in my time as Macy I've learned to appreciate a sharp mind, witty sense of humor and a dorky shy smile. I now adore men that I would have never looked at twice before because they're smart, kind, and driven. So no, looks are not important.
Originally Posted by Macy Manning
I can say the same for women.
Before the hobby world I used to judge any woman I know who's slept with more than two guys. I'd feel as if we'd never belong at the same dinner date table unless I'm plotting to get the panties.
These days, I hold a sense of appreciation toward a woman in the hobby who fully understands my sexual desires. I can actually see myself walking in public with one and enjoying a dinner date together.
That's until I'm snapped back into the real world and am presented with an opportunity to date a woman to which I know doesn't' have the magic ability to sex, seduce, and romance nearly every type of man whether small, large, hairy, old, big, bald, Pakistanian, fat, crooked teeth, disabled, etc...
Like shit! Real world broads may still hold that whole "unknown" factor as far as guys she's slept with but at least their rap sheet is consistent with certain type of (attractive) guys. It's disturbing enough to wonder if that attractive male she greeted while we hung out had his time in the sack with her and it's another to wonder if Phillip the fat pale techy two seats over at the bar one day scooped up enough coin to have my soon-to-be-beloved gargle down some of his jizz.