The Pinky Finger

A lover of min told me a story from one of her first dates. The boy who went with her was very sweet, but also inexperienced and too timid. She liked him, and decided to go on a date with him even still.

They were going to watch a film.

He was completely in awe of her, and didn't quite know what to do with his attraction for her. So when they sat down, for a long part of the film - a romantic comedy - he did nothing. But after a while his desire won over his wit. He wanted badly to touch her, but without a clear solution on how she would react, and fearful of - God forbid - rejection, he chose to sneak in on her.

Slowly he started to make his move, hoping that she wouldn't notice. He started to twist his arm ever so slowly in her direction, trying to inch in on her with his little finger - the finger closest to her.

At long last he managed to get close enough to touch her hand, but for the last inch he stopped short, wondering if it was safe to go ahead. She could feel his insecurity growing in the chair next to her, but still she didn't move, excited to know what he'd do about it.

Finally he decided to overcome his fear, and touched her hand for a brief moment. It was his moment of glory. He had made it, and completely alienated the girl in the process.

"What the fuck is he doing?" she wondered, and felt sad that he was such a wimp.

After that, she decided to never see him again. What she had seen was only a creepy guy needing badly to overcome his fear for her - the woman he felt was so much better than him that he barely dared to touch her. Silently she wished he would at least be man enough to touch her in a proper way - to take her hand into his and making her feel good by stroking it instead of making such a big deal out of it.

Overcoming his own fear like that was of course marvellous, but in the end it didn't help him much either. So don't be a wimp. Don't sneak your pinky finger into her. Instead be assertive, take control, and show her that you're man enough for her.