If you have seen Michael Mann's 'Last of the Mohicans', and you agree that the romantic scene between Daniel Day Lewis and Madeleine Stowe is very sensual yet even absent nudity, it ranks as the epitome love scene in cinematic history that captures it's audience. If your soul demands no less in a relationship, knowing less is mere mediocrity; then beautiful woman we must connect!

I'm looking for a adventurous damsel who eventually will understand and has no problem with what Nathan told David(grandson of Boaz); OR she is willing to find out what he said to that regal soul for her own enlightenment by researching/studying the sacred documents(Bible) wrote a few thousand years ago.

The Greek potters centurys ago put women weaving something like a rug or blanket on their pottery. I'm looking for one who symbollicly shall weave a blanket to keep us warm in our home. Rather than the opposite extreme, as she who weaves a webb and mates like the venomous black widow, and you know what the female does to her mate after the courtship and breeding is over as seen symbolically in so many episodes of couples in divorce court and collecting child support? In one of my college textbooks it stated many street walkers, trading their body, justify their occupation by saying 'that most women on this continent are just renting themselves out to a man, for a month or a decade, for materialistic values(luxurious car, comfortable home, expensive trips, or financial security in general) where they eventually abuse their once loved(???) husband in his twilight years in divorce court'. I don't want a woman who will only marry me for my financial acumen and abilities, etc...

I am going to make an apology for the residing beings in my nation at present in that something happened that has most a little warped. In Native American cultures, with the exception of south of the border(Meso-America), sexuality was never traded as it has been in the past few hundred years on this continent. Have all of us, or rather the majority, been brain-washed, robot-tized, or socialized to believe that a woman's beauty and the her genitals are the strong bargaining tool that she has to create or hold a man in a relationship? Have most of us been saturated from Holly-Weird by movies selling this false though accepted sexual myth? Have they bombarded us overwhelmingly in advertising, and has pornography built fortunes on stressing the worship of a female's love making? Has the beauty pageants and modeling emphasized this concept, while the strip clubs and lower occupations echo this illusion? The facts are, to my knowledge, that until the white man(traders) arrived with whiskey and beads there was Not any female trading her body north of the border to my knowledge. The male role was his ability as a warrior, hunter, spiritual leader, business acumen in trading in all Native cultures, whether patriarchal or matriarchal. A woman's role was her home-making skills, ability to provide the botanical(fruits & vegetables) resources, her nurturing ability with children. It was seen that both genders had equal sexuality that enhanced the union but neither gender was seen to have a greater power in sexual appeal than the other. So I am going to ask that we look at our *dysfunction junction society* and try to re-adapt and get back to the basics. In other words other than sex what has either got to present for the table or the relationship in general?

If you agree upon knowing when your man will come home, you would put on romantic music that you two love so well while you draw a hot bath with candlelight and you wish he were already home enjoying it with you. And if a storm was brewing outside, you'd light the candle lanterns and open the windows to feel the breeze as you lay the couch cushions on the oak dining room table and spread red satin sheets over the table. As you crawled up on the table in your hosiery and high heels with pearls about that kissable cleavage in your Lacey underwire push-up bra and garter belt waiting for your man who is such a loving Brut. As I unlocked the door you would pull your bosom over the cups and slide your G-string down your loving thighs, begging your man to please you as he did that mourning, if you have a man hungry womb we may have a chance!

So I want you to dress up...you do get aroused when wearing lingerie for YOUR MAN ONLY, don't you?