tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221156423934687069.post8102774230898373847..comments2023-10-30T02:07:30.098-07:00Comments on The Musings of Wendy Withers: The weakness of male desireWendy Withershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16684363310597002101noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221156423934687069.post-23022028716791771782007-10-23T04:31:00.000-07:002007-10-23T04:31:00.000-07:00It's an odd sort of control, though, and often one...It's an odd sort of control, though, and often one that the woman herself cannot control. <BR/><BR/>That said, I think I'd be creeped out by someone "appreciating" me at gym, all sweaty and red-faced in my best old trackpants :DMariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07521614714749272010noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3221156423934687069.post-46664401585998566152007-10-13T09:12:00.000-07:002007-10-13T09:12:00.000-07:00Speaking as a man,it's often hard not to look.You ...Speaking as a man,it's often hard not to look.You need to be careful though because there's a difference between an appreciative glance and a scary stare.You never know which side of the "It's OK to look/Don't look at me" fence the woman falls on.Women are in control,but men need to know how to behave.GeneralBobbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03522455529064204727noreply@blogger.com