evadjams wrote:I like to think I'm invested in my partner's pleasure and would try to get them off even if I didn't understand their kink. If she said I'm really into being covered with frogs, I would go on Amazon and order some plastic frogs, and try to figure out where her head is at so I could say things that drive her crazy.
Priceless, this has me rolling on the floor. And: Exactly. Me, too. But I have a theory about that clueless stare we sometimes get when we try to reveal the nature of the fetish: It may just be too complex for a novice to get into on the spot. There is a lot to know, after all. I think I might give a similar stare to a woman who reveals to me her fetish is Confucianism. I guess I'd be like, "um, ok, let me read up on it."
But I noticed that those women who managed to get right into it tended to be either medical professionals, naturally, or, and this is perhaps a bit strange, animal-attuned. In my experience, women who have animals, like horses and dogs and cats and birds, make the switch very quickly, and they "get" me. Who knows why...