The Double Standard Thing

It's the age old thing. When men have sex, they are just being men. When women do it and love it, they are whores. I suppose it wouldn't be so bad if it was just something people say with no one really taking stock in it. I believe what makes it so bad is the fact that so many women internalize this theory. Why must so much guilt, pain, and agony be attached to something so good? Why does he walk away feeling like he received a great gift while she walks away tormented for giving away the one gift she can never get back? I can't say I've ever asked a man, but I have a hard time believing he sits and ponders what she thinks of him as a man or if she'll ever call him again now that he's given up the goods. Why does that next morning or even the next few minutes have to feel so bad? I suppose it would also be better if men didn't so often seem to solidify those feelings. Before sex the woman gets the kind words and warm feelings about how much fun she is, how smart she is, how much he enjoys her company... All of that seems to change the minute sex becomes involved. The calls, text messages, and emails become scarce. The time he once had seems to be taken up by any and everything else yet he miraculously can find time to get more sex from you. In all this, the flip side exists. if you don't give it up "too soon" you may be rewarded with a real relationship (since only sluts give it up) but the downside is that you have to spend the rest of the time pretending not to be too freaky or to enjoy sex too much so as not to appear like a ho. O course, should you hold out for too long, you'll risk having him sleep with "a ho" in order to satisfy his sexual appetite while he pretends to be "waiting" for you. So, in all this, does a woman ever win? Is there ever a time when it's okay for a woman to actually get to feel good about her choice instead of feeling like she got robbed? Or worse, like she's betrayed her "good upbringing" by giving into something that's supposed to make her feel good? And really, how soon is too soon? In all this, it just seems best to keep it to yourself and deny yourself the pain of the pleasure.