THE LOVE/SEX CONFUSION COMPLEX

The moral of the story here ladies is don’t confuse a man wanting to sleep with you with actually liking you. This warning may come as a bit of a shock to some women, but considering that we’re not very good at separating the two, I wouldn’t suggest taking it lightly.

Although Modern women have certainly risen to the occasion in their act of trying to be just like men, there is always one area in which we with constantly fall short and that is trying to be a man when it comes to the bedroom. The reason, simple as it may be, is we are not built like that.

Most women – especially the feminists among us – would vehemently disagree. Women have finally got the chance to do whatever they like, including treating men like pogo sticks with no expectations of eggs and bacon in the morning or intent to see the guy ever again after a mind-blowing (or lackluster) sex fest. And why not sample the goods without emotional investment?

It’s a noble cause but its harder to pull off than it seems. The problem lies with a little hormone called oxytocin, one in which, according to psychiatrists at the Califonia School of Professional Psychology, simulates maternal behavious. Dictating the fact that once we have done the horizonal hanky panky with a man, we’re going to want to have his babies whether we like it or not.

While the man beneath us, behind us or on top of us happily surfs cloud nine of the pleasure hormone, we are left with the dubbed “cuddle hormone”, one that simulates an emotional connection which makes Mr.Ordinary become the Mr.Oh-So-Freaking-Fabulous, no matter the level of fun we are having

In other words, women will often confuse the fact that a man lusting for the key to their underwear is also really into them. And the more they see their bonk buddy, the more they fall in love with him, and expect him to be doing the same. So beware gents only in it for the casual fling, your walking a fine line to descruction if intentions are not crystal clear.

This is where the confusion sets in, women expect, men disappoint, a vicious cycle of misunderstood intentions. Women cannot help forming some kind of attachment from doing the deed and men cannot help enjoying sex with no emotional investment.

Nobodys to blame, except perhaps that damned homone.