Different Pages, An Example.

Her: Honey, we should go to the opera ...
Him: We should have sex!


Her: Honey, we should have sex!
Him: I am taking you to the opera ...

The unsaid words of Him & Her - 1

Her: He says he loves me.

Him: And do you think he does?

Her: I don’t know. I don’t know him

Him: So?

Her: I don’t know. I didn’t need to know you to know that you love me ...
I knew you do. I know you do. I don’t need you to say you love me. I don’t need you to prove you love me.
I just know ... 

You love me, don’t you?

Him: I don’t really know ...

* he pulls her in for a long kiss*

On that Crazy Happy Thought

In our golden days, Sameh had the nice habit of sending me happy thoughts to sleep. One night, he said that my happy thought is an eunuch. I don’t remember whether he explained the term to me, or he asked me to google it. What counts is, I didn’t really like the idea. Years later, I think Sameh was right. An eunuch could be the happy thought I really need.

An eunuch in short is a castrated slave. The idea was so cruel. I honestly couldn’t get past the cruelty of the concept. “A castrated slave” how would this be a happy thought.

Cruelty aside and principles aside, an eunuch could really be a happy thought for a single mid-aged “girl” like me. “A safe company of a man”, what else would a girl want?

You would get a man to help you, he is your slave. He doesn’t really have the choice to deny you anything you want. He is castrated, so you don’t run the risk of having him sexually offending you. 

Even better, historically speaking women used partially castrated slaves for sexual favors. “They got the flowers of marriage not its fruits”.

So, all the problems of a single mid-aged woman could simply be solved by having an eunuch.

Think of this: A man who would please you, without you having to beg. A man, with no strings (no pain) attached.

Sounds perfect?

But then it is inhumane.