not know, dear readers, Weird how tactics are dominant males courting in the park. From my observation post hidden in the heights (I've put up some leafy branches in the window and I put camouflage paint on entering the office) can not stop marveling at the different techniques used by males.
Situation one:
group of teenagers. Five guys with aesthetic (and ethical guess) of "smug" you know, tough guys in the class. Accompanying them, two girls (which later would add a third). The girls playing the old game of the beautiful and the ugly. The beautiful - it was not as much as thought - besieged by the whole group, and especially the Supreme smug, and then tell them. The ugly - with a bit of self-esteem and a good image consulting perhaps could be better than the pretty "official" - trying to draw attention of the group.
Apparently, the group was doing some school work on the city as they were working on a plan that had been deployed Gijón on the floor. Of course, the smug would not stoop to the point of doing homework. They sat on the banks - on the back, obviously, only drippings sit in the seat - and only one of them helped the girls to the work come out ahead. They, meanwhile, took turns on the task, especially because it was pretty constant object of the attentions of the head of the pack.
The above tried everything: if she was sitting, sitting beside her and hug her, take her by the waist, supporting her head on your shoulder or watching quietly - even cherish - the tribal tattoo that looked where the back is about of losing her chaste name ... and if she was standing, go slowly approaching, push, hug her, take her from behind, rubbing rhythmically against her ass (as well as hear it, I pulled the onions fine thing, not a hair cut) and if she went to the kiosk to buy something, he quickly rushed after her, if she picked up a bicycle, he tried to throw it away ... All this decorated with several guttural exclamations and, given the depth of the discourse of such laborer did not allow for much more. The girl was praying, occasionally it away or moved, but neither seemed to make him many asci the siege. You know, the head of the band (thin and agile, like any good band leader who prides himself) who is interested in it, the reputation that it gives, the erotics of power, etc etc. Never mind that the guy is ugly as himself and that prayers are made for the complex mysteries: it is good and rules over the flock and that is enough. I bet that sooner or later the Supreme smug achieve its objective, if not already done so. And there are people for everything, as I said the bullfighter. And very silly aunts too ...
Situation two.
opposition youth group, usual library. As usual, after making a brief stop to study, meet again flirting in the park, which as I explained at some point, is the main reason for their presence there (and still there are parents who believe their children have spent the day studying in the library?). They perform their dance of love around of them, turning the circle, changing positions with a light step, advancing and retreating gently ... Watching them from the window, it would seem that this is a lute and theorbo contradanza, beautifully executed. They hover, mischievous smile and exchange glances with each other. Not for nothing, know their power. Hell, go if you know! They are beautiful and act as such, not hesitating to bring the males to their whims.
Here are strategies and more elaborate than the gang, for something must have served all those years of college ... He used the old trick and doubts about some notes, this account of his exploits ethyl last weekend, the shells beyond a few jokes to make you laugh to the fine. Lo and behold, no one in particular in the pack that stands out for its intelligence, and proposes a game to the most stunning: interchangeable jackets. The question is a little silly, because although the deceased is thin it will be hard not to make jump seams tight leather jacket stylized nymphet. But the plan, ultimately, evil is revealed. For now, the whole pack offers the vision of one of those phenomena that could be considered almost a "file X": how can a shirt so small it may be a cleavage so great. Suddenly, it's as if Venus had emerged triumphant in the park. Time seems to stop. And of course, her delight in the ceremony of undressing: chest out, sly smiles, shakes his mane, slow stretches before the sunbeams that caress the soft hair on his arms. Jackets are exchanged, and the very devious, as he enters the female hunter, get the screams, complaints and caresses of the beautiful, trying to not break the pledge with his rudeness. She then wrapped himself in the big jacket while blink-faced innocence, which he uses to embrace a laugh, a gesture which she received with evident pleasure. That teacher, with a play on the ridiculous appearance have put in the bag ... To remove the hat. Meanwhile, others continue their dance, but a bit off because the elimination of the leading lady.
We can conclude from this that each culture strategies to address the problems are different: while the more primitive culture the male needed to deploy a large physical activity and it took quite a while the conquest of the young female in the stadium later in the macho culture basically used his intelligence, with great economy of effort, to bring the prey to their land. Anyway, finally all met their goal. It is fascinating that the mating of the species, is not it?
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