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12/09/2003: "The good old days"
I am currently reading a book that was written in 1891 that I have to write a paper on. The main character in the book, I'll have you know, sucks at seduction. He knows he's going to have a married woman over for some nookie, and he starts obsessing about how it's going to happen. According to him, getting naked with someone is very embarassing, so he's going to get her drunk enough that she passes out. His plan is that when she wakes up, he'll already be going at her. Then he starts wondering where they're going to do this and decides on the sitting room, but since there isn't a couch there, they'll have to do it on the floor. And then he wonders if, upon seeing the kettle in the fireplace he had out for tea, she'll think he meant for her to bathe before they started.
When she does get there, he realizes that she doesn't intend to sleep with him at all, and he starts musing about whether he should just throw her on the floor and rape her or not. Then when she leaves him, he chides himself for not being more determined and being swayed by her womanly tears.
Yeah, people's morals today are really terrible compared to what they were 100 years ago.
And someone needs to give this guy a lesson on how to get in a girl's pants.