I like perfume, but I don't want to smell be able to smell it until we're cuddling at the table or humping in the VIP. If I can smell it while she's sitting next to me or across from me, it's too much. But I really enjoy when she's gotten me all fired up and horny, I haven't smelled any perfume on her, and then she comes in super close, and I'm getting ready to enjoy that and -- oh, what's this, she smells sooo feminine and sexy!
-->"Can the scent the girls wearing help sway you into asking her for that dance?"
To me, a scent isn't some magical thing that's going to make a girl I'm not attracted to, suddenly become attractive. It's more like icing on the cake. Or, perhaps a better metaphor: I'm watching porn and jerking off, she's getting fucked in the ass and the magic moment is approaching so I grab my tube sock, and then they do a close up of the actress's pussy and... it's an innie!! Hey, listen, I was ready anyway, so even if she had meatcurtains, I was going to violate that tube sock. But a beautiful innie? Rotate my enjoyment dial from 10 to 11, man. That's the right metaphor for perfume. It's not going to make me grab my tube sock, but if I already have it, it can make the whole experience more enjoyable.