"Yes..." said Simon, almost at once. "Her name was Yuli. and she was beautiful, full of life, friendly... she slept with me very quickly, and anytime I wanted after. She did everything to make sure she was everything I could want. She liked everything about me. No complains. she was so desperate to make me happy, and to be exactly what I wanted, how I wanted, how I wanted it. And it was great at first, but it quickly became stifling. She could offer nothing new to the relationship because it was all about desperately pleasing me. I felt like she was just so crazy about me and I was still just trying to get to know her. In the end I... sort of backed off a bit to get my barrings, and she was onto someone else who asked her to go to bed with them."
Simon shrugged, then said, "It's not the exact same situation. she was desperate for love. You are desperate for sex.. maybe also for love. Who knows. It's all for an emotional gratification in the end, isn't it? If not we would all be content with a few toys and our own hands. But my point is... desperation is not very attractive. It shows weakness, and lack of confidence. And it's not flattering to your companion that is made to feel it could have been him, or his friend, or the guy at the end of the bar. Men don't just like to chance because it's in our dna to hunt. It's also because we like to think the woman has standards and that we met those standards. That we beat out other men that were less then us. I guess you could call it ego. Look.."
Simon looked up thoughtfully a moment, then looking back at her he said, "That night we played spin the bottle, I did not have my eye on your sister at all. I mean she was of course attractive, but she was also cold and distant. I didn't think of her as a possibility. and then she dragged me into a back room closet, angrily shoved my back to the wall, kissed me, and then went onto say she did not like men. she liked women. she had always liked women over men. And yet of all men... she was undeniably attracted to me. Against her will! I could not help but be flatter out of my mind that I had some how beat out every other man in the room in her mind. In fact if I wasn't thee she wouldn't have even wanted to go home with any of them. They were nothing. I was some high quality shit! At least... that was how my ego chose to understand it. And she was so angry with me! So her solution was to demand I go with her so she could do things to me as punishment, then have her way with me and..."
Simon paused, cleared his throat, then said, "Well if you ignore the psychologically troubling side to all of that... we both had our issues... but the general point still stands. I was incredibly turned on by the fact that I was something she saw as different from the rest, special, she didn't need any man... yet she chose me."
Simon shrugged, then said, "And you spend New Years complaining about how you had no one to kiss... which kind of makes guys wonder what is wrong with you... if a pretty girl like you is being rejected well... must be a reason to that. Healthy sex drive is very attractive. Desperation? Not so much."