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‘trust me’ with the implied message ‘or else’, it doesn’t exactly inspire my confidence. It does inspire hilarity at the idea I could be manipulated by the inferred threat if I ask too many questions he’d break it off.These men think they are pulling a fast one. Typically, they are jerks hiding a girlfriend or wife. I’ve seen women fall for this line of BS. Most likely it’s because this type of ‘if you loved me you’d blindly trust me’ men are pretty slick at romancing girls wanting desperately to believe in love, and to be loved.
I don’t think I am delusional about Luke. I do trust Luke has legitimate reasons to be closemouthed about his professional life. He is not telling me to ‘trust him’ to have his evil way with me. I love letting Luke have his evil way with me. No, I believe he is in a profession where loose lips sink ships, and any knowledge can be dangerous to the unwary. I could easily see him killing someone if there was a good reason. Chances are I’d agree if I knew the reasons. Whatever his job entails, what I don’t sense is a mindless, gun-for-hire mentality. Luke is no thug.
I am happy to give people their privacy, unless it doesn’t coincide with my needs. So far, Luke’s detailed career path wasn’t on my need-to-know list.
That is trust for Luke in his career. Luke’s a man. As programmed, he will try to take advantage of me not asking questions about his professional life, and carry that unquestioning trust over to his personal life. Most men balk at sharing their personal, innermost thoughts and feelings at the best of times. Telling a woman they’re starting to get involved with to just ‘trust them in general, no questions asked’ was a nice move, if you could pull it off.
Like most rational people, I give my trust and respect as it is earned by actions to back it up. Like most rational women, I know better than to state any of the above to a man needing to be in control and keep his secrets.
Does it make me a nosy girl if I found any answers I need from other sources?
I don’t think so, either.
It pays to be friends with the older generations in town. These elderly folks are an amazing and underutilized networking resource. They have everyone’s bloodlines memorized. They recall family scuttlebutt going back thirty or forty years like it happened yesterday. I simply put the word out I was looking for someone who had been friends with Luke’s deceased great uncle, Benjamin Drake.
The only drawback to this plan was getting these nice folks to stop telling me stories and quit talking once they’d started. I may not know exactly what Luke does on the job, but I had more scoop on his life history then a girl could ever want to know.
For example, growing up Luke had been Army mad and it was never doubted he’d have a military career. The various storytellers were all murky on which branch of the military Luke actually served. They all agreed, with a wink and a nod, he was definitely in some elite, everyone was kung-foo fighting, sharpshooting unit. According to his elderly cronies, it was a sad day for Uncle Bennie when his great nephew retired from the military. The culprit was an undisclosed injury Luke received that no longer allowed him to perform his ass-kicking duties.
Luke has actually told me a lot of these same stories of his life as our dating progressed over the last two months. I have to be careful to pretend surprise when hearing them a second time. I was nearly caught hurrying him up on one anecdote and beating him to the punch line. He had squinted, and scrutinized me suspiciously after this faux pas, but I avoided detection with a failsafe diversion—I started talking about sex.
Luke speaks of any childhood memories fondly and easily. He is an only child, his growing up years took place without any angst or trauma, and he actually likes his parents. His dad is a pastor and his mom’s an attorney in the Chicago area.
Any of his adult
I don’t think I am delusional about Luke. I do trust Luke has legitimate reasons to be closemouthed about his professional life. He is not telling me to ‘trust him’ to have his evil way with me. I love letting Luke have his evil way with me. No, I believe he is in a profession where loose lips sink ships, and any knowledge can be dangerous to the unwary. I could easily see him killing someone if there was a good reason. Chances are I’d agree if I knew the reasons. Whatever his job entails, what I don’t sense is a mindless, gun-for-hire mentality. Luke is no thug.
I am happy to give people their privacy, unless it doesn’t coincide with my needs. So far, Luke’s detailed career path wasn’t on my need-to-know list.
That is trust for Luke in his career. Luke’s a man. As programmed, he will try to take advantage of me not asking questions about his professional life, and carry that unquestioning trust over to his personal life. Most men balk at sharing their personal, innermost thoughts and feelings at the best of times. Telling a woman they’re starting to get involved with to just ‘trust them in general, no questions asked’ was a nice move, if you could pull it off.
Like most rational people, I give my trust and respect as it is earned by actions to back it up. Like most rational women, I know better than to state any of the above to a man needing to be in control and keep his secrets.
Does it make me a nosy girl if I found any answers I need from other sources?
I don’t think so, either.
It pays to be friends with the older generations in town. These elderly folks are an amazing and underutilized networking resource. They have everyone’s bloodlines memorized. They recall family scuttlebutt going back thirty or forty years like it happened yesterday. I simply put the word out I was looking for someone who had been friends with Luke’s deceased great uncle, Benjamin Drake.
The only drawback to this plan was getting these nice folks to stop telling me stories and quit talking once they’d started. I may not know exactly what Luke does on the job, but I had more scoop on his life history then a girl could ever want to know.
For example, growing up Luke had been Army mad and it was never doubted he’d have a military career. The various storytellers were all murky on which branch of the military Luke actually served. They all agreed, with a wink and a nod, he was definitely in some elite, everyone was kung-foo fighting, sharpshooting unit. According to his elderly cronies, it was a sad day for Uncle Bennie when his great nephew retired from the military. The culprit was an undisclosed injury Luke received that no longer allowed him to perform his ass-kicking duties.
Luke has actually told me a lot of these same stories of his life as our dating progressed over the last two months. I have to be careful to pretend surprise when hearing them a second time. I was nearly caught hurrying him up on one anecdote and beating him to the punch line. He had squinted, and scrutinized me suspiciously after this faux pas, but I avoided detection with a failsafe diversion—I started talking about sex.
Luke speaks of any childhood memories fondly and easily. He is an only child, his growing up years took place without any angst or trauma, and he actually likes his parents. His dad is a pastor and his mom’s an attorney in the Chicago area.
Any of his adult
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