You don’t hold the door because she’s weaker than you or you’re trying to impress her. You do it because it’s a nice thing to do, it’s respectful.
She has to pee but there’s no bathroom in sight. “Here take my handkerchief… I don’t want it back.”
She doesn’t want to kiss you. No pressure.
She doesn’t want to fuck. Cool, we can just talk.
You don’t do the things you do because women are the weaker gender, because you’re trying to impress her, because you’re trying to make a good first impression. That’s just who you are.
You might tease her a little, give her a little shit every now and then. But it’s all in good fun, there’s no spitefulness or ill-will behind it.
You might rough house with her a little, give her a noogie or a wedgie. But you don’t hit her out of anger, intimidate her because of your vulnerable emotions.
Everything you do to her, with her, and for her, you do out of respect for who they are as a person. There’s no ulterior motive. You want to know her, to know who she is as a person. You’re not just trying to get in her pants. If she says she wants to take it slow, you don’t ask “how slow?”
You don’t let your dick determine your motives.
You follow your heart.
A Toast: To the Gentleman