High Anxiety and Sexual Attraction

talking to beautiful women like being on a bridge

Memo:

Sexual attraction and high anxiety

Research conducted by Donald G. Dutton and Arthur P. Aron aimed to find the relation between sexual attraction and high anxiety conditions. In doing so, 85 male participants were contacted by an attractive female interviewer at either a fear-arousing bridge or a normal bridge. Conclusively, it was shown that the male participants who were asked to write stories by the female interviewer on the fear-arousing bridge, wrote more sexual content in the stories and attempted, with greater effort, to contact the female interviewer after the experiment than those male participants who wrote on the normal bridge. In another test, a male participant, chosen from a group of 80, was given anticipated shocks. Along with the male was an attractive female confederate, who was also being shocked. The experiment showed that the male's sexual imagery was much higher when self-shock was anticipated and not when the female confederate shock was anticipated.

Enhancement

 

Of course, Henry had come there to find an attractive female confederate.

That's what his usual mission was.

In Washington DC, he saw confederate flags, and many attractive females. The civil war ended--oh, about 150 years ago.

Henry was in the Bugle Bagel shop, where he used to go on an occasional Thursday afternoon for lunch, so he could read the newspapers there. They usually had a USA Today which carried the RPI rankings of college basketball teams.

As he picked up the newspaper, and headed over to a table with his honey-walnut cream cheese on cinnamon and raisin bagel, someone called out, "Hey! Henry!"

He looked over. It was an old classmate from college, Ben Brisson, who he was on the lacrosse team with a few years before.

"Oh, hi, Ben," he said, as he approached the table.

"Sit down, Henry. Have lunch with us," Ben said.

He was sitting with a girl with large black sunglasses on, all dressed in black, with dark purple lipstick and black fingernail polish. She seemed familiar. Henry sat down.

"How's it going?" Henry said. The girl just looked away.

"Great. Great," Ben said. "Just got a new job in the bookstore next door."

"Excellent."

"Oh, yeah. Like, minimum wage. But, hoping it will hold me over until I can get something real. What are you doing?"

"Practicing law."

"Nice."

Finally the girl spoke up. "How long is this going to take? Is he going to be here long?"

"Martha, come on," Ben said.

"I haven't got time for this," she said.

Henry got up. "Well, I guess I'll take off. Nice seeing you, Ben."

"Yeah, sorry, Henry."

 

end of chap 1