Why Women Drool over Tattooed and/or Damaged Rock Stars?

It’s almost a bookish fad to drool all over those pretty, commitment-phobic, been-hurt-before men that know their way around a guitar. But we also know that their “relationships” do not go beyond two orgasms. Anything beyond that, and the guy is either a sex god that loves giving orgasms to nameless women OR he’s with the female protagonist of the book.

So why exactly are they the prime features of our fantasies?

Is it the damaged front they put up? Pfft. I don’t think so.

Is it the commitment phobia? Nope. Try again.

Then what, musical appreciation? Nyet.

Is it the fact that there’s still hope for these poor souls?

You got it.

Women have a mother hen instinct. There’s no two ways about it. We’re born this way. We can smell burning pop tarts from two rooms away with the same intensity that we smell when a sad, broken human has hope for his soul.

Add to that, that the human is a sex machine, has an eight-inch “love muscle” and is a completely protective sweetheart. Once he does a 360 from his previous lifestyle, of course.

He’s damaged. Maybe he’s been abused as a kid. Maybe he got dumped more times than you count on one hand. Maybe his band-mates hate him for his ‘tude.

Or maybe he’s just a jerk.

But these men have absolutely nothing to fear. Because our loving ladies are here!

But does this happen in real life? Are we drawn to men that look like there’s nothing going for them except the multiple orgasms they’re capable of giving—and taking?

 

What kind of men–bookish or otherwise–do you like? Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! 😀

 

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