On dining… at the Y
DATY takes the prize for innovation in sexual lingo. Cunnilingus is a real tongue-twister of a word — difficult to spell, tricky to pronounce — while slang terms like “going down on” or “eating out” are lumbering in their attempts to describe the use of the mouth, lips, or tongue to stimulate the vulva, clitoris, and vagina.
There is a difference between eating and dining. A man can eat at a prison mess hall or grab a burger from a fast-food drive-thru and polish it off in his car. Dining, however, suggests intention, refinement, and pleasure. It is unhurried. It is mindful. It is about savoring an experience and indulging desire, rather than merely feeding a hunger.
DATY understands that distinction. It speaks to a true appreciation for the lady parts, and for a man who knows what he’s doing, it’s the most surefire way to bring forth a crescendo of ecstasy in the woman he wishes to please.
In my lived experience as a sexually active woman, I’ve had the misfortune of encountering more than a few clueless men with neither the patience nor the proclivity for dining at the Y. That all changed when I chose to explore Elevated Dating in pursuit of sexual fulfillment and bliss.
The caliber of men who willingly invest their resources in women — Money, Effort, Attention, and Time (MEAT) — is miles above those who arrive at the table offering only a BONE: Broke, Obnoxious, Neglectful, and Exhausting.
When an Admirer takes the necessary steps to meet with me and thoughtfully carves out at least ninety minutes in his day for us to enjoy some Vital Relief & Relaxation, it signals something important. To me, it reflects a man who values sensual connection, understands that rapport cannot be rushed, and is inclined to prioritize mutual pleasure.
DATY feels Divine, Amazing, and Tantalizing. Yielding to the magnificence of a man’s lips and tongue is quite simply, fine dining for the senses — the kind that turns an ordinary date into a Michelin-star experience.
“Come home and I will lick your pearls.”