Definitions:
Ghosting
Traditional Meaning - In television, a ghost is a replica of the transmitted image, offset in position, that is superimposed on top of the main image. It is often caused when a TV signal travels by two different paths to a receiving antenna, with a slight difference in timing.
Post 2000 Meaning - The term "ghosting" itself, as it relates to dating, is believed to have originated in the early 2000s within the context of online dating forums, where users would suddenly disappear ("ghost") from conversations or relationships without explanation.
Sexual Imprinting - In a romantic context, imprinting on a woman refers to an intense emotional attachment formed towards a man upon love making. This manifests as strong feelings of obsessive infatuation and a desire to be close to that man at all times and at all costs.
Timmy Jenkins sat in front of his therapist. She supposedly was the best sex therapist for men in the city.
Tina the Therapist: “So start from the beginning. When you first noticed girls were different from boys.”
Timmy: “I think I was about nine years old and ….”
He was interrupted. “9? Girls haven’t even developed yet.”
Timmy: “True, but they already were making themselves available to boys they were attracted to.”
Tina the Therapist: “Do you think of yourself as attractive, Timmy?”
Timmy: “I don’t really think of that.”
Tina the Therapist: “Again, don’t be evasive. Do you think of yourself as attractive, Timmy?”
Timmy: “Females have always found me attractive. That is all I can say. I had many teachers putting me in “unofficial” detention by myself so they could spend time with me. I have 1000s of stories. I never did my own homework since grade 5. I have girls I wasn’t even dating get into fistfights over me.
That is the only way I can answer your question.”
Tina the Therapist: “So why did you come and see me today?”
Timmy: “Once I sleep with a woman, I never talk to her again. I ghost them. I don’t want to do that any longer. I need your help. They say you’re the best. I am putting my entire romantic life in your hands.”
While Timmy is speaking he notices her legs crossing and uncrossing slowly. He is sure she doesn’t realize that this is a form of masturbation. Timmy has been subject to this his entire life.
Timmy: “Tina, do you realize you are slowly crossing and uncrossing your legs as you speak to me?”
Tina the Therapist: “Uh, no, why? Does it distract you?”
Timmy: “No, but I know it will distract you from the work at hand, and you are very expensive.”
Tina blushed: “My apologies.”
Timmy: “No worries. I am just looking for tools to break out of my anti-romance and antisocial behavior. The emotional damage I have caused to 1000s of women is a shame.
Do you think you can help me?”
Tina was subconsciously, but softly, sucking on the end of the arm of her glasses.
Tina the Therapist: “Does it matter how long you wait for sexual intercourse? Have you tried to wait longer than a few days or weeks?”
Timmy: “I have tried but by the end of the first week women are offering themselves to me aggressively. The longest I have gone was four weeks, and that is because that woman was overseas on business. When her plane landed at 2am, she showed up at my house.”
Tina the Therapist: “Tell me more about the emotional damage? How do you know it is impacting these women that much?”
Timmy took out his phone and pulled up a text thread with a woman named Marcia.
Timmy: “I met Marcia at a coffee house at 5pm on a Tuesday. She took my order and offered to take me home when her shift was ending 15 minutes later. I don’t even know her last name. Like many women do, she said she had condoms, but I always carry my own. There are many ways to tamper with condoms that may lead to an unwanted pregnancy. I told her I was carrying my own.
We made love 5 times, until she finally pushed me off of her and said, enough!”
Tina unconsciously swallowed. Her mouth was dry. Her legs continued to cross and uncross, more rapidly now.
He handed Tina the phone with the Marcia text thread opened.
|
Marcia |
Timmy |
| Timmy, it’s Marcia. You promised to call me when you got home. 2:30am, Tuesday | |
| Are you available tomorrow after work? 2:31am, Tuesday | |
| I hope you’re ok. 2:40am Tuesday | |
| I have never been made love to that way before. Now I know what love making is supposed to feel like. 2:42am Tuesday. | |
| Goodnight my love. 3pm Tuesday | |
| I do hope you’re ok. 9am Wednesday. | |
| My grandmother in CT is having brunch on Sunday, can you pick me up at 7am? 10am Wednesday. |
Timmy: “Then the contact shifted from texting to phone calls. She left me many messages. They all believe that they are going to be the one I commit to. I think my sexual imprinting on women is incredibly strong and almost instant from the moment I am inside them. I have women still trying to contact me from high school.”
Timmy hit play on the first voicemail.
Timmy: “That is basically how it goes. Only about 10% of women restrain themselves from this type of escalation. I never promise anything. They don’t know my real first name and never my last name. I always use protection. What do you suggest doctor?”
Tina the Therapist came around her desk and straddled him and started passionately kissing him.
Through deep breathing and moaning, she said: “Timmy, I understand! I am one of the only women that can see what you need.”
They made love on the ottoman, the love seat, and the window sill until Tina finally passed out on the couch. He left her there.
Timmy’s phone starts to light up two hours later.
| Tina | Timmy |
| We definitely need to schedule our next appointment! 10pm Tuesday. | |
| Are you available tomorrow after work? I don’t even know what you do for a living. 10:31pm, Tuesday | |
| I hope you’re ok. Did you want to come over for a night cap? 2:40am Wednesday. | |
| I have never been made love to that way before. Now I know what love making is supposed to feel like. 2:42am Wednesday. | |
| Goodnight my love. 3am Wednesday | |
| I do hope you’re ok. 9am Wednesday. | |
| Tina is blocked and receives this message from her cell provider:
“Message send failure” |
She attempts to call Timmy and hears this:
Paul Jeffries (his real name), wakes up and starts the new day, the way he had all other days prior.

