What about your Friends Sex Life?
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What about your Friends Sex Life?
| Thu, 04-10-2008 - 11:38am |
Tracey Cox says:
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"She's always bragging about how perfect her man is in bed, but is your friend's sex life really as good as she'd like you to believe? Probably not."
If you've wondered what kind of bragging to believe, check out her fun quiz ...
What's Your Friend's Sex Life Really Like?
Is she being honest, exaggerating or flat-out lying?
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LOL Misty:
Intellectually, most of us know it shouldn't matter what John and Jane are up to in bed. The trouble is, it does. If you're sitting in a bar listening to your girlfriends rattle on about this guy and that guy and what John does and how hot it is when he does it, you're bound to feel upset if the closest you get to an orgasm is eating a Hershey bar. We all like to measure ourselves against the norm to find our place in the sexual pecking order -- particularly at different stages in our lives. The first thing most of us do if something alters dramatically in our sex life is ask a friend if it's happened to her.
Another reason we compare: wishful thinking. If our sex life is awful and we suspect it's got a lot to do with monogamy or age, we want to hear that others out there are still sizzling. If Jane's still doing it twice a night, then there may still be hope. If she can get it right, then maybe one day, with the right man, a new man or the right sex toy, our desire will come flooding back. We might appear flippant and toss our hair around a lot during those girly chats about sex, but most of us are very serious about wanting to get real answers.
As for your friend, the Drunk Confessor is easy to recognize at a glance. She's not afraid to experiment with her outfits once in a while and can look strikingly stylish -- but she's not a slave to fashion and often sticks to can't-fail outfits like jeans, great shoes and a fab top. She's a regular at the hair salon, but her hair's still cut in a low-maintenance style with makeup fresh and unfussy.
A serial monogamist, she prefers one-on-one long-term relationships and enjoys lots of "couples" activities. She'll sneak away for romantic long weekends but is tactful enough not to flaunt her happy coupledom in front of potentially vulnerable single friends. Equally at home in the local pub as an upscale eatery, her diverse collection of books, CDs and DVDs suggest -- quite accurately -- that she has many sides to her personality.
There's a little bit of the Drunk Confessor in all of us. There's a world of difference between a boastful bragger and the girl who launches into enthusiastic rave about sex with a tongue loosened by one too many. It's a clich頴hat the person who talks most about sex is having the least; it totally depends on how and when details are divulged.
The trick to telling whether someone's exaggerating or really did have sex in the middle of Grand Central seems to be how well you know them. According to the experts, we overplay and exaggerate our sexual prowess when we first meet people out of a desire not to seem inferior. Quite the opposite happens once we become fast friends: We exaggerate how bad things are in an effort to avoid making our friend feel insecure.
It's also true that some women who don't enjoy sex don't like -- and sometimes even pick on -- women who do enjoy sex. They tend to invalidate it and pretend that it's not important. If the rest of your friends are moaning about having to give fellatio and saying how awful it is, it takes a lot of confidence to admit that you enjoy it. Is it any wonder she waits until you're all on your second bottle before fessing up?
But even if she is a few sheets to the wind, out of all your girlfriends, this is the one who'll probably tell you the truth. It may be she's naturally more outrageous anyway, but the girl who gets drunk and goes into great detail is usually the one who's highly orgasmic.
Intellectually, most of us know it shouldn't matter what John and Jane are up to in bed. The trouble is, it does. If you're sitting in a bar listening to your girlfriends rattle on about this guy and that guy and what John does and how hot it is when he does it, you're bound to feel upset if the closest you get to an orgasm is eating a Hershey bar. We all like to measure ourselves against the norm to find our place in the sexual pecking order -- particularly at different stages in our lives. The first thing most of us do if something alters dramatically in our sex life is ask a friend if it's happened to her.
Another reason we compare: wishful thinking. If our sex life is awful and we suspect it's got a lot to do with monogamy or age, we want to hear that others out there are still sizzling. If Jane's still doing it twice a night, then there may still be hope. If she can get it right, then maybe one day, with the right man, a new man or the right sex toy, our desire will come flooding back. We might appear flippant and toss our hair around a lot during those girly chats about sex, but most of us are very serious about wanting to get real answers.
The Pretty Girl is the type guys go ga-ga for: gorgeous, glamorous, with a body to die for and the face of an angel. In the whole time you've known her, she's never had a bad hair day or a fat day. You should hate her, but perhaps because her success with men is surprisingly patchy, you don't. The Pretty Girl always waits to be approached and likes "real" men -- guys who pick up the bill and pander to every whim. Her boyfriends are good-looking and adoring but, like her, a little one-dimensional. She's not terribly passionate about life and rarely gets worked up about anything. When the conversation turns to sex, she'll smile knowingly but looks faintly bored -- which is basically what she does in bed as well.
It�s ironic that the women who could wear a toga and look good tend to invest the most in designer clothing. But the Pretty Girl is no fashion victim; she's just well aware of what makes her look extraordinarily beautiful and what reduces her to looking merely stunning. Most of her income is spent on her appearance, and it shows. Her feet and fingernails are immaculately manicured, her teeth bright and white, her hair almost as shiny as the highly polished sports car waiting for her outside. She loves Money with a capital M. The very best it can buy, always bought with the best of taste. Her music collection is a classy mix of urban hip, her underwear is frothy wisps of nothing, her skin-care range is imported from a spa in Switzerland, and her selection of Jimmy Choos makes Sarah Jessica Parker look like she's been splashing in the shoe-devotee toddler pool.
But the fact is -- surprisingly -- the truly good-looking often don't make great lovers. Because their self-image tends to revolve around their looks, Pretty Girls are often tense, insecure and inhibited in bed. It's essential to keep up the beautiful look at all times � and that's just not possible during a good old throw-each-other-around-the-bedroom sex session. Sex is about what's happening on the inside, not the outside. You shouldn't really care if you get in bed looking like Heidi Klum and emerge looking like Marilyn Manson; if it was good, who cares? Sex is sweaty, messy and often unflattering. Envious images of her toned tummy and thighs gyrating against her equally gorgeous partner might haunt you, but she's probably equally jealous of your ability to let go and get lost in the moment. The more compliments you pay her that aren't looks-related, the more her lovers will thank you.
Wow....
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I'm a Drunk Confessor.
I posted my response to this earlier on, I'm sure...........I must have had a technical issue with my internet when I hit "Post".
Anyway, it sums me up so well.
Ummm...no.
When I took the quiz three different times with you as the friend I was answering about, I got the Drunk Confessor twice and the Quiet Achiever once. I don't even know how you answered for it to come up with the Party Girl. Any chance you were a little tired or distracted when you took the quiz? Based on everything I know about you, that result is just plain wrong.
Go back and try again. ;-)
… Em
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