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amulSometimes people say things to me, and I have to look around to see who they're talking to.
"You seem like you've got your shit all figured out."
"I can't figure out how you manage to let things just roll off you like this."
"It's funny, but you and [deleted] are both the two kinkiest men I know, but also the most gentlemanly."
Words like these I cherish, but not as much as the more subtle indications of trust and respect which is shown when someone confides in me, as did the perfectly sweet and vanilla girl at Duck Con who, after only a few short investigatory conversations, invited me to her room so that the two of us could talk in private about the relationship turmoil she was enduring. She needed to talk to someone who understood the world she had been thrust into, who would be as unbiased as he could, and who would not try to turn her vulnerability into something to be exploited.
That sort of bold and understated faith in my trustworthiness always causes me to feel a little giddy afterward.
"You seem like you've got your shit all figured out."
"I can't figure out how you manage to let things just roll off you like this."
"It's funny, but you and [deleted] are both the two kinkiest men I know, but also the most gentlemanly."
Words like these I cherish, but not as much as the more subtle indications of trust and respect which is shown when someone confides in me, as did the perfectly sweet and vanilla girl at Duck Con who, after only a few short investigatory conversations, invited me to her room so that the two of us could talk in private about the relationship turmoil she was enduring. She needed to talk to someone who understood the world she had been thrust into, who would be as unbiased as he could, and who would not try to turn her vulnerability into something to be exploited.
That sort of bold and understated faith in my trustworthiness always causes me to feel a little giddy afterward.
