Jumping the evolutionary fence
When I arrived in Australia, the first person I met was lovely lesbian lady. Well, it was the first time I had ever dealt with a girl who thought “blokes were just tools” and women were at the very top of the evolutionary chain.
One of the first things I noticed, was the totally relaxed the living environment. None the usual girl-boy shared space issues or conflicts. Being a player, she would regularly ask me – “What do think of her?“, “She’s so sweet. I could love her. Did you notice that bra?“.
Now that you’ve got situation framed, you’ll understand my surprise when I got an email that she’d met a Chef – a bloke – a tool at the bottom of the evolutionary chain !!!
Finally I had a chance to ensure that us blokes – could apply our tools 
She’d jumped her evolutionary fence.
She had to love this bloke.
She had to understand how great us blokes are.
Good food equals great sex. Dinning with a potential mate can tell you a lot about them. Just think about the words we use – spicy, gooey, steamy food. Now that should be telling u something.
This behavior probably comes from the stone age when the bloke would go pick up a mammoth for dinner (Maccers didn’t exist yet!!!). Meanwhile the Sheila would stroll down to Eden – picking up the fruit and veg (=prehistoric shopping without visa) – to ensure a well balanced diet .
While she washed the potatoes, he baked the chocolate cake from scratch. Together they’d sit around the cave fire on a tiger skinned floor enjoying dinner together. As the flames died and the night grew cold, the bloke snuggled up – (she’d taken the mammoth blanket!!) – looking for some bonded warmth. The rest is history.
And as you see, all really good relationships – boy girl – romance have started with a cave-made candlelit decadent dining experience.
So don’t just eat ur Chef – nibble slowly gently…
The desert that follows will be your laced aphrodisiac
But whatever you do, blokes – especially Chefs – don’t like girls that stick with a salad and then peck at it. If you tell your Sheila mates that the Chef bakes and offers them “samples”, they’ll be swooning around your catch.
If they swoon, get a leash for the Chef – spanking as required until well trained.
I await my lesbian mate response…
