You and me baby, we ain't nothing but mammals....

You're welcome.

The scary thing is that I don't think that's just in the minds of the men, either!

I had always thought that that was more of a male display for other males thing....you know, like a territorial display.


However, I actually saw one of those big red dick cars the other day, parked near a coffee place.


I was passing it, kind of sniggering to myself, in a superior manner, when the owner returned.


There, right in front of my eyes, two young women who were passing stopped, and began to fawn all over the young man about the car.

I was ashamed of my half of the species.


That being said, I was also laughing at myself, and wondering what is the corollary to the big red dick car for women like me?

A very large diamond ring and/or a fur coat (yes, still).

A muscle car.

I enjoyed those pics of greased up, red painted, bone wearing, gorgeous strong quadricep-showing men.

I like male nakedness. It's not about the dong but strength of presence.
They exude I'm strong and beautiful and can stand on my own.

Call me primitive but that turns me on better than any red dong car or muscle car or BMW or verbal ability.

Anyone can have beautiful things but not everyone can be beautiful in their own right and own it.

Not this little white rabbit.



Ewwwww! Bad as the big dick car.

So, I've always been interested - if not in auto guts - auto exteriors. I should be ashamed as a woman? Pshaw.

No. Not what I said at all.


But if you start fawning on men simply because they have a nice car, I would be a little surprised.

Well, I've been know to tell guys I liked their cars...