Confessions of a marriage agency translator

[JoeyB]

Pervert is in the eye of the beholder. It wasn't that long ago that older men married 12 year olds (after their last wife died in childbirth). Today most would consider that perverted and it's definitely illegal.

I think the real point of that story is that he was delusional.

[BillyB]

Billy you forgot something. Speaking from experience and 9 years added to your example that the biggest problem they have is the belief that they must accept everything coming from their woman without question. It is their way of demonstrating their faith and faithfulness and desire for monogamy to this woman. WOVO i(Write One Visit One) s hardwired into them.

You brought up some good points Maxx. A guy should question the woman he's getting to know but not so much he gives off the impression he's paranoid.


A guy eventually should show that he could be faithful in a monogamous relationship but he should not attempt this with a stranger. He should wait until he and a lady gets into an exclusive relationship after a first meeting before demonstrating he's faithful. During correspondence with ladies, some asked me if I were writing other women. I was honest but some were not happy I wasn't writing only them. I told them we should communicate as friends first and decide later if we are compatible and should meet. It's also strange if a person dedicates their life to someone they haven't met. Most ladies liked my answer and continued to communicate. Others wrote me off as a cheater and playboy.

at what specific age gap does the situation qualify as pervert.

I was shopping and seen a young boy laying on the floor. As women with skirts walked by, he was looking up at their panties...if they were wearing any. Perverted behavior isn't exclusive to old people.

[ML]

I was shopping and seen a young boy laying on the floor. As women with skirts walked by, he was looking up at their panties...if they were wearing any. Perverted behavior isn't exclusive to old people.

Hey . . . he was just trying to get an idea of where he came from.

When I was a teenager, some boys (but not me) would lay on the bank under the steel grid walkway of the local bridge.

Some of the girls screamed;  others giggled . . . as I was told.