Andrea Newman

Taking the lead

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Dear Andrea:

I am a 21-year-old college student and am looking for boys about my age to have sex with. But whenever I approach one, I end the conversation with absolutely no idea if he is interested. The signals are so mixed, they cancel each other out. A lot of the time, a boy will avoid eye contact, keeping his arms folded and swallowing a lot, then ask if I’d like to get coffee sometime. If I do something extremely forward, like touch his arm and leer, it’s like I pulled out a gun. I’ve had boys run away from me before.

I tend to be attracted to guys who are shy, ectomorphic, and slightly younger than I am. I’m not a huge S-M fan, although I am aggressive. I hesitate to call myself sexually dominant, though, because my last boyfriend was so submissive he wouldn’t exert any kind of effort. I got really bored and frustrated with always having to do the work.

I tried the whole alcohol thing, but hated feeling drunk. It made me even more depressed, and talking to guys is not a problem for me, sober or not. I’ve tried going places where other people were drinking, but the problems persist. I take a lot of film classes (which is where I meet most of these kids) and have no problem approaching them, but the dynamic remains the same. Should I find some other type of boy? Go out with someone I find unsexy? Be more assertive? Be less assertive? What?

Love,

No Action

Dear No-A:

Be less Vulcan, perhaps? There is something a little chilling in your approach ("I am looking for boys about my age to have sex with"), something that falls somewhere between the robotic and the predatory that your targets may be picking up on. Is sex really all you’re interested in? I ask because despite their reputation for happily sticking it into anything with a concavity capable of receiving it, even very young men often prefer some human interaction with their nookie. Shocking, but true.

To be fair, one needn’t have pointed ears and a dispassionate air to have a hard time judging whether a would-be partner is interested. In general, the best judges of others’ interest are straight women and gay men, with lesbians and straight guys often professing an utter inability to read signals, no matter how loudly broadcast or animatedly mimed. To some extent it may correlate inversely with willingness to make the first move. Straight women, who are used to being approached, develop the necessary radar. Straight men, who must usually do the heavy lifting, don’t. You, as a habitual first-approacher, wouldn’t have developed yours much either.

If you often get a delayed but gratifying "Um, coffee?" in response to your no-grabbing, no-leering approach (my preference for you, in case you missed that part), then I fail to see the problem. You may not be able to predict whether you will get a bite during the bait-dangling phase, but what of it? Anything is preferable, surely, to kissing the boys and making them cry.

If you want to learn something, though, try paying attention to any emerging patterns: how do the guys who eventually mumble something about coffee act compared to those who run away? The kind of guys you like are never going to thrust out a beefy arm, give you a hearty handshake, and ask you back to their place for some truly epic boinking — but guys like that can be tools. So if you like the shy, mumbly dudes, you must learn to appreciate them in all their mumbly glory. Cultivate a little Zen. Be the mumbly guy.

I do have one more question for you though, if you don’t mind: do any of the coffee-offerers ever come back for seconds? (And I don’t mean refills.) Do you want them to? If not, OK, you’re a little too efficient for me, but I don’t have a problem with single-minded female sex-seekers, provided everybody’s happy. If you’d like to see them again, though, you might consider spending more of your time pondering that question and less on trying to second-guess the college boys, who likely don’t even have a reason for their behavior and are just doing whatever they can manage with their immature social skills and fully-formed, if underinformed, sex drives.

I also feel the need to point out, in defense of submissives everywhere, that being passive should not be equated with being submissive. Passivity is annoying; submission is hot. Since you are not into S-M, you probably want to avoid such terms lest you find yourself in situations that are not at all what you had in mind.

Love,

Andrea

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Quid pro shmo

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Dear Andrea:

My girlfriend and I met in Europe. We were simply friends because she had a boyfriend. She came to the United States for grad school, and now we’re dating. But, she still hasn’t broken up with her boyfriend over there. She doesn’t want to do it over the phone because she’s been with him for about five years. She says she’ll break up with him over summer break when she can do it in person. Does this mean I could also have another girlfriend? I don’t want to be the asshole boyfriend who tells her to break up with her undergrad boyfriend, yet it’d be great if I could be that guy without being an asshole. Help?

Love,

Confused

Dear Fuse:

You’re not confused; you’re just a bit dumb. You’re not really her boyfriend either; you’re the Guy She’s Seeing behind Her Boyfriend’s Back. As a GSSBHBB, you don’t get to tell her to break up with her boyfriend. If you want two girlfriends, well, people do do that. but it’s A) not likely to work out and B) best not demanded as quid pro quo. That’s just childish. You don’t really want to get all "Mo-o-m, she got more pudding than I did! It’s not fair!" about this, do you?

It’s perfectly OK to tell her you’d like to be her boyfriend after she breaks up with Euroboy — saying what you can and cannot put up with doesn’t make you an asshole, it just makes you not a doormat. Right now she assumes you don’t really mind being the guy she keeps stateside while she dangles Euroboyfriend on a very long string. And why shouldn’t she?

If she really believes letting him think all is hunky-dory (substitute appropriate folksy Yurpean idiom here) for another six months and then ruining his summer is kinder than dispatching him swiftly and judiciously, then I really don’t know what to think of her. Clueless, thoughtless, or cruel? Hmm … I just don’t know which one to pick — they all sound so good!

Love,

Andrea

Dear Andrea:

I have been cohabitating with a woman for 10 years. We were a couple for half that time, but due to her bipolar disorder, my issues, and the resulting incompatibility, I insisted we officially break up. However, I’m still providing considerable financial support and have continued living under these less than ideal conditions as she strives to get her life back in order. Slowly. As if this were not enough, our apartment is in shambles. All the while I’ve lived virtually as an ascetic monk.

A number of opportunities have gone by due to my unorthodox, awkward living arrangement. I’ve wavered from one extreme to the other — going through periods of resigning myself to never having sex again or else being absolutely, uncontrollably obsessed. At this point, not knowing when my apartment and my life will be my own again, I am about to climb the walls. I lust after just about any female that crosses my path, including those to whom I would not ordinarily give a second look. Although my roommate gives lip service (the only kind I’ve received during the past five years) to my seeing other people, she also has no problem making it known how uncomfortable it would make her feel. Meanwhile, I am going stark raving mad. Look forward to hearing what, if anything, you can offer.

Love,

No Monk

Dear Monk:

Yeah, well, I’m not offering the only thing we’re both sure would make you feel better, so don’t get too excited.

Look, you know what I’m going to say. Loyalty is great, and taking care of those less able is great, but there’s a lot to be said for taking care of yourself too. You’ve done well by her. Now help her get set up with some services and take yourself (or, preferably, her) to Craigslist and find her a room. Pay her rent if necessary. Be her friend. But get her and her discomfort the hell out of your apartment.

I had to cut a lot out of your letter, which felt as long to me as your period of enforced and guilt-ridden celibacy has to you, but it seems you feel a little awkward about being so sexed up in your situation and at your age. Well, unless you’ve got a better plan, you’re just going to have to be 60 and starting over. That’s not the greatest but how much better is it than being 60 and done already, huh? Huh?

A side benefit of all this, which you probably haven’t considered, is that having been such a loyal caretaker will make you very attractive to certain types of women. It’s kind of the way the single mothers at the playground cannot stop themselves from crawling all over married men who show up with a baby. Or a puppy. (What is up with that, anyway? Women, cut that out!)

You will get free of this, and you will get laid. Do it in that order if that’s the only way you feel comfortable, but do it.

Love,

Andrea

Andrea Nemerson has spent the last 14 years as a sex educator and an instructor of sex educators. In her previous life she was a prop designer. And she just gave birth to twins, so she’s one bad mother of a sex adviser. Visit www.altsexcolumn.com to view her previous columns.