This "sex coach" ... who suggests, in this article, to know oh-so-much about intimacy in committed relationships ... had a much different take on relationships not too terribly long ago ...
Confessions Of A Maneater: Why I Would Rather Be Loved Than Love
By Gigi Engle
July 17, 2015
http://www.elitedaily.com/dating/confessions-maneater-rather-loved-love/1113995
When it comes to dating, I can be a ruthless c*nt. I readily admit this. Saying I'm a dateable girl is like saying that Lady Gaga is tame. It would be a fallacy.
I was once with a guy I thought of as a casual hookup. He'd come running no matter when I called; he was my go-to person when I was drunk and horny at 4 am.
He lived in one of the deep, Narnia-esque parts of Brooklyn. But whenever I texted him after a long night at the clubs, he dutifully took three trains to my Upper West Side apartment.
After I got what I wanted, I'd tell him to leave. I was done. It was time for him to go. "Get out," I said. It was as simple as that.
He'd want to stay. He'd ask me to dinner the next night. He never got either of these things.
I wasn't interested in that; I wanted nothing to do with his plans for us. But he kept coming back. Poor kid.
"You're a maneater, Gigi," he'd tell me.
Truth be told, this is basically how all of my relationships go. I give nothing and take whatever suits me. I have respect only for my desires and never for anyone else's.
You know why?
I'm constantly hungry. I'm hungry for passion. I'm hungry for raw energy. I'm hungry for electric vibrations. I'm hungry for anything new. I never feel quenched. I never feel satiated.
I'm starving, and I end up gobbling up every man who comes in contact with me.
I collect men's hearts because I'd rather be loved than love. The guys who are into me are the guys who want to "save" me.
This is interesting for a while, but eventually it bores me to tears. They give me everything; I leave them with nothing.
Yes, I am a maneater - a bit of a succubus, if you will. I have spent my twenties straddling between my single-girl self and my relationship self. I've tried to have everything I want without compromising. ...
Gigi Engles ~
Sorry, dearie, but ... in my expert opinion ... it wouldn't be worth taking even a couple of steps outside my front door to get any of your tail. I strongly suspect that all of these men you are supposedly chewing up and spitting out are nothing more than pathetic lil' libtard pajama boys ... like this dweeb you are with, here ...
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