Yavor's Flirting Saga

Some reflections on my last week's flirting spree. Flirting en masse :D


Starting with a political meeting where I met a cute member of parliament who used to be model and TV presenter. I was gladly surprised by her wise and rather apolitical talk and after the session I went to congratulate her that she wasn't a "blonde". Everything was going well as I was engulfing her with compliments until I found that she was married. Argh! What is the fastest way to find out whether someone is married or not if they don't wear a ring?

But then I noticed her cute secretary and went over to her. Unfortunately the poor creature had to run errands all the time and I just couldn't have a decent unbroken conversation with her as she was whizzing around on her dangerous high heels. Thank God there was carpet on the marble floor, otherwise she would have made people think somebody is machine gunning in the hall!

Eventually I got tired of our silenced female machine gunner and found another woman to flirt with. She turned out to be the Ciggy Queen - the biggest cigarette wholesaler in town 8-}=~


On another occasion, a wine exhibition, a had a chance to flirt with a young lady who was hired by a businessman from Southern Italy to translate from Italian and to run the occasional PR. It took me 2 days to steal her from her boss. He gave me an angry "mafioso" look when he found out that I wasn't interested in his wines but in his assistant. The date was not a success. This girl had no reflex for flirting and I couldn't move the conversation away from politics into more romantic matters. We spent the whole time intellectualising on EU politics. When we parted I wished her much success and told her I will vote for her if she ever runs for president of the EU.


Wednesday evening I went to dinner with two Greek guys, my dad and an attractive colleague of his. Unfortunately I couldn't position myself strategically close to the lady and ended talking over one of the Greek guys head. He couldn't understand what we were chatting and our giggling was apparently irritating him. Then he started smoking cigarettes. Bad Greek ciggies. One after the other :-( Anyway, I managed to win her over to come with me on a ski trip next week.


But then the next day I met a girl who really caught my attention.

It wasn't her body (which some here may call "intimidating") and it wasn't her attire (or the sparseness of it - you don't see many bare bellies around here in the middle of winter), but the ease talking to her. Our conversation was smooth as 10 yr old whiskey and it felt very natural to be with her. I became fully aware of this only in retrospect, after we met, because I was so caught up when I was with her.

I met her at a music shop where I went looking for new CDs, she was working there. When I saw her I had no intent to flirt with her, but once we started talking there was no stopping us :-) We must have talked half an hour over the counter.

At one point I asked her whether they have some new French CDs and used the occasion to tell her a few funny stories with my cute French teacher Nadine. Then she suddenly interrupted me and said

"Stop talking about her!"

"Are you jealous?" was my half-joking reply.

You can't imagine the amount of non-verbal communication that passed between us in this moment 8)

Then I dared to ask her out but she said her boyfriend would kill her if he found out. But I haven't given up yet and I'll visit her again!


What was this component that made communication between us so easy and open, from the very first second we met?

Normally, when I meet a strange woman there's always an initial communication barier between us. Even when this barrier is "dissolved" conversation can still feel very strained and artificial. But in this case I didn't feel the need to act this way. Not at all.

I suppose many of you should have experienced something similar.

You've had quite a week !!

Keep it up and you're bound to meet your match :)

Geez, I get tired just reading that . . .

First you flirt with an intelligent married woman whom you congratulate for not being "blond." Hmmm...

Then you flirt unsucessfully with her cute high-heeled secretary.

Next you flirt with a woman who pedals one of the deadliest drugs on earth, nicotine.

Next you go to dinner with a woman with whom you have absolutely nothing in common and with whom there is no chemistry.

Then you invite a woman to go skiing with you that you have only been able to talk to through a smoke screen at a dinner table.

Finally you enjoy great chemistry with a woman who already has a boyfriend.

Thumbs up on your willingness to flirt.
Thumbs down on your screening process. I'd say it could use a little polishing!!

Let us know how it all works out.

Katmeup, you said everything I was thinking! :)

keep digging, you never know when you'll find the oil.

May I ask, when you flirt .... is it in hopes of possibly connecting sexually?

And.......if your flirts were to possibly connect sexually......would you with each one of your flirts?

Is flirting to you more like a recreation? I don't understand why you find the need to flirt as much as you do....what is the reasoning to act as you do? And, what is the driving force that keeps you to continue with your plight when so many times it seems it is not reciprocated?

I was just wondering..........and am curious........

Love,
Sora

Salut Loucine,

Originally posted by Loucine
keep digging, you never know when you'll find the oil.

I don't have to dig to find oil.

Scientists say that enough oil can be found in human hair.

Besides, it's a renewable resource!

Sora, thank you for your direct questions!

> May I ask, when you flirt .... is it in hopes
> of possibly connecting sexually?

Yes, always!

I flirt with a woman when I think there's a potential for a serios and absorbing love relationship. A relationship that includes sexual connection.

If the outcome isn't an intimate relationship, we can still be friends. I've got tonnes of female friends, so you can see how successful I've been at flirting ;)


> And.......if your flirts were to possibly
> connect sexually......would you with each
> one of your flirts?

No, not with each one, because to me the sex is not the end in itself. I doubt there are human beings who are interested in a purely sexual relationship.



> Is flirting to you more like a recreation?

As a side effect it can well be. Considering the amount of calories and brain power that it requires :D


> I don't understand why you find the need
> to flirt as much as you do....what is the
> reasoning to act as you do?

<i>Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you:
For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened.</i>[Matthew 7:7-8]



> And, what is the driving force that keeps
> you to continue with your plight when so
> many times it seems it is not reciprocated?

I wasn't asking for anything in return.

I was just looking for my 1/2 :)

Or my 1.

But Kat7 is right that I must improve the screening process!

LOL :)
Yavor - I enjoyed reading your flirting saga. As a certified non-flirter, I found it fascinating. It seems so tiring to me though - I dunno how you do it! Poor high-heeled machine gunned girl!

Hi Trish,

Originally posted by Trish
In the meantime, flirting with women who are married or have a boyfriend is all right.

Even if the subject happens to be married, I suppose it could still be nice for her to find out that somebody sincerely appreciates her.


Have fun and good luck!

Thank you :)

Originally posted by Yavor
Salut Loucine,



I don't have to dig to find oil.

Scientists say that enough oil can be found in human hair.

Besides, it's a renewable resource!

Well Yavor, with your good sense of humour I'm sure a door will open with a smiling face greeting you:) , as for the oil, that's interesting, maybe a solution to a major energy problem ? cars run by human oil, hmmmmm.

Originally posted by Loucine
Well Yavor, with your good sense of humour I'm sure a door will open with a smiling face greeting you:)

A door with the smiling face of my old girlfriend Diana maybe? :)

But I'd better explain.

Around the time I became a teenager I had girlfriend. Her name was Diana. I don't know what mix of hormones she had, but her method of enamouring men was to proudly display her bulging muscles and maybe invite them to a friendly wrestle. She trained weight lifting and wrestling, and listened to Heavy Metal music - bands like Iron Maiden, Metalica and Manowar.

She used to be my guardian angel and I her confidant. I spent countless nights with her listening to her woes because her strategy for attracting men was continuously failing to produce results.


Now Diana works as a bouncer :D