#2 - Women, Early Morning - Men, Late Night

This, my friends, is also the truth. You see DL men, as inconspicuous as they appear to seem, must attempt by great measures not to blow their covers (no pun intended). As a result, DL men must prove to their wives and girlfriends that everything is just fine on the home base. You see, DL men have an acute ability to make sure calm waters remain just that...calm. For if the normal trend is interrupted in any way, the results could be more disastrous than that of the effects of the tsunami in Sri Lanka.

Here's an example of what I mean: Fellow DL man James is an average DL guy. He's naturally masculine, well groomed, average height, average weight, but mad sexy. He has one hell of a wife too. She's petite, light, long hair, wonderful smile, and thick in all the right places. Women are emotional beings. James knows that he must fulfill his wife's emotional needs before anything else. If she's unfulfilled emotionally, even for the slightest second, she'll be questioning why and will be playing Inspector Gadget unlike any woman ever could. James, being inspired by companionship and hell-a-fied sex from the same gender (male), needs physical companionship. He has a problem, doesn't he?

He could have a problem if he doesn't play his cards right. James' solution is similar to that of every other DL man. James has to make sure his wife is satisfied emotionally before his needs are met. He spends time with her. He asks her about her day. He converses about the things that are important to her. She is loving the attention she's getting from her man. He solidifies the Boston (reference to all my Spades or Bid playas out there) by turning the emotional to physical.

Please note, this is for her pleasure only. He grabs her from behind and places his hands around her waist. He grazes the back of her neck with his tongue - going in circles as she starts to feel warm. He turns her around and passionately kisses her, one hand on her chin (showing his aggression and making her feel safe) and the other underneath her bra. He moves one hand slowly down her stomach, underneath her panties, and plays with her causing her to continue to moan in ecstasy. He has to finish so he continues to kiss her - while he undresses her - and fucks the shit out of her raw right where she stands. As he finishes, she is enamored at his ability, and her heart flutters, making the impression of this man settle deeper and deeper.

He cleans up well - throws on a t-shirt and Timbs - a few splashes of Issey or John Paul - a basketball cap (either backwards or slightly cocked to the side) and tells his wife he's going to hang out w/the fellas tonight, not to wait up, and he'll be back. He hugs her again and passionately kisses her - reminding her that she belongs to him. He knows full well, he'll have to perform this same act tomorrow morning so as to ensure the water remains calm. But as for tonight, he's doing what most other DL men do and like - going out to act as what he really is...a social top. He'll be out with his boys late at night only to return and perform his unapologetic, sad, tired, but so increasingly effective ritual with his woman in the early morning.

Ladies, observe him closely during this time. If he still has that faint smell of Issey or John Paul, then you're good. Become one with these scents, chances are, they've been mixed with something else.

-TJ