Is this thing turned on?

Men yield to Arousal!
Women yield to Desire!

I don't know how true the above is but it sounds like a fair enough statement... of course there will always be exceptions and extenuating circumstances and the myriad of counter statements....

Good Friday in the big big miggle day in church... I am half in/out of church as is my custom. One of the young ladies giving a reflection that day on The Seven Last Words of Jesus Christ sits next to me. I know of her and I've been introduced.... Don't ask me for her name, that info was not there. She got up to present and I notice that something is odd about the pattern on her skirt.... wait a minute.... the pattern is not on her skirt but under it. Damn!!! At this point I can't help but notice that her legs are decent looking. A ground lizard runs by and I'm back to
focussing on the foliage outside.

This is a Catholic Church so there is lots of standing and sitting and kneeling ( you don't have to understand why... just accept it). One of those periods of standing I noticed that the gulf between us has narrowed to a gap. No big deal. There's still room.... yikes! No there isn't! WTF she's leaning on me!! I'm about to freak. I start to look down at her to see if I can figure out why it is that she has initiated a Vulcan Mind-meld. She appears unperturbed and my glance down reveals boobies peaking back up at me. So now I gotta avert my eyes. So I can't look to see what's wrong, and it's not an appropriate time during the service to be striking up conversation and then I remember the lace boy shorts.

I do the honourable thing and shift ever-so-slightly to see if she is stably leaning on me or dependently leaning. Yep... she's dependently leaning. So I shift back cause I can't afford for her to fall. Nothing happening inside the church is registering in my brain. Worse she leaning along physiologically embarrassing lines and it was beginning to respond. I willed it down.... it kissed its teeth and said "my time now"!

As I make tiny shifts and incremental rotations to get her out of the line of fire, I am thinking to myself that this is so stupid and I should just ease her up and mek she balance pon har owna 2 foot weh she gat! She shifts and eases up.... sweet relief.... then she falls back into me, nullifying all the movements I just made. Time to sit again... sigh of relief.

Time to stand again so I take 2 steps forward... she on her own. She steps forward and leans on me again. I lean away, she teeters, I lean back. Finally she sits. I ask her if she is feeling ok and she explains that she didn't eat and so she is feeling weak... (that would explain the leaning). I immediately switch into doctor mode and that was the end of arousal.

She continued to lean, but there was no reaction. No fogging of the mind due to arousal.

Now had it been a dude who leaned on me, church or no church, he'd have scarfed on some knuckle sandwiches!

So apparently arousal makes a world of difference to how we respond. I didn't get myself in trouble but certainly my response was blunted. I'll have to think back and see how arousal has gotten me into trouble in the past.... (if I have to think this hard then obviously it was wishful thinking).

Of course, now I remember her name!