If a woman goes to post at Maidenfans.com, I am automatically going by the assumption that she is the exception to prove the rule.
Still, I've been thinking about this thing that happened to me something like two or three years ago, and maybe you can explain it to me. I met this girl, who is nice, beautiful and intelligent - three things that rarely go together - and whom I clicked with right from the start. I mean really, right from the start: I met her when we were both asking a dj for a song, and I talked crap about the one she wanted (I think it was something like Disturbed). She went straight to the bar with me. We met a few times afterwards, developed mutual interest in what we do, became friends, and I couldn't help but think that she was drawn to me. She did say things about me being great and sweet and whatnot, and I was sure that it was going to mean she thinks of me the way I described to Flash above. Whenever I said something in that direction she told me she really thinks I'm attractive, how she gets lost in my eyes, blablabla. So we went out to a party once, in a group of three or four, and met lots of other people there, all of whom both of us knew and considered friends. Yet she stuck with me the whole evening. We were dancing, cuddling, kissing, and the thing really went to sparks when they played Heaven and Hell, a song we both adore. No innuendo here, I am a romantic, believe it or not. Anyway, that whole cuddling and kissing went on until we went till the tube station, where I decided to wrap it up and stuck my tongue into her mouth. She pushed me back in shock and said something to the effect of, "watch it, buster!".
A few months later she got together with some fat guy who was pretty stupid and did not seem to care for anything she did. In one of her drunken ramblings, she more or less admitted that she got together with him because he's blowing her brains out in bed.
WHAT THE FUCK!