hell, I just like fucking, ain’t got it out my system yet, but don’t need / want / think about is near as much as I used to.

Especially after Afor blows my mind with how wimminz understand the Scorpion parable.
It´s just too damn tempting to attribute basic rational thinking to them and too costly the consequences of this error.

If the scorpion knows that you’ll shake it off your back and drown it at the first sting – before it gets in the second, lethal one – that’s the only time you can remotely trust it. And even then it’s a roll of the dice.

That’s kinda why I always end up saying it too… curses, my secret weapon is blown…

In this regard, the feeling we get right after fucking, which is (at least if I am a good example) that I want to get the fuck out of bed with the skank and go do something more interesting, no cuddles thank you… That is the feeling women get, right after they hear the three words “I love you”.

I have gotten pretty good at using those three magic words to next sluts, without them even knowing it. I used to ghost out or tell them to fuck off, which led to bad feelings, tears, threats, and lots of wasted time.

Now, if I am tired of fucking one particular bitch and want her to leave me alone, I just get all mushy beta boy, and tell them “I love you”. Suddenly, they wander away of their own accord, and they think it is their idea. Dopey bitches.

The older I get, the closer I get to thinking that wimminz are really closer to machines than human. If you want a bitch to do something, you merely find the right code to command it to do what you want, and it obeys. Whether it is opening up its legs to let me cum, or beating its feet after I am done.