Living with a mother who has lived with two dramatic women is cause for a very deep knowledge in “The female trap”.
Not only does she use it on me and my brother, as a joke, but I have learned to use it as well.
And I don’t know if I’m proud of it or a tad bit… embarrassed?
Me being a boy, and all my friends staring at me with a raised brow as I put them in the impossible-to-nestle-out-of female trap.
It has however helped me see what people really think sometimes, because when someone is under pressure, they’re more likely to burst out with something not very thought through, and sometimes blatantly honest.
Like that time I cornered my ex after I had made a disgusting meal which he insisted tasted wonderfully.
After wiping some tears and me laughingly apologizing to him, he said he never knew I could be so horrible. (And then we fucked)
I have decided I am in fact proud of this skill, since it seldom travels from woman to man, I consider it a great gift to be able to nestle myself in to peoples minds and stay there long enough to dig up the truth, or at least something remotely relevant.