Pillow TalkPosted: December 13, 2013
when we last spoke i was telling you how i violated a man’s daughter (she HATES that i call it that). so, she had read my site and was a tad befuddled, but at the same time she admitted that she knew there was something about that was “way too confidant”.
she was actually really cool about letting me write about this. as i explained what i had done to get her nakie she just shook her head and said she felt like she should be mad for me manipulting her into doing this. i laughed and pointed out the fact that she manipulates men on a daily basis, whether she realizes it or not. she thought about it for a moment then i added, “didn’t dude just make you my tenders for nothing.”
“whether you asked or not, you got what she wanted. just like i got what i wanted.” lol.
i explained to her how the SMP works now, how she’s basically in the driver’s seat and that (by and large) she determines who, what, where, and when sex goes down. how most guys are really clueless when it comes women, that woman are actually pretty easy to understand, and how most guys kiss women’s asses (especially if she’s attractive).
then i asked her if she has any brothers or male cousins (she has an older brother), and i asked if he hunted (he does). i asked, “do you think a man just walks into a forest, sees a deer, picks it up and just carries it back to the truck? HELL NO. he has to know how to find where the deer are most likely to be, and how to attract a deer within shooting range. gee doesn’t that almost sound a little like the dating world. if i want a woman, i need to where to find one, then how to lure one back into my filthy mitts. essentially, i shot your vagina.”
she laughed, “i never thought of it like that, but it kinda makes sense.”
i told her, “a lot of guys pigeon hole game by thinking it’s simply about getting laid. but the reality is- game is about being the type of guy other people enjoy being around. i’m not trying to get guys laid, i actually want guys to be better men.”
she said, “if you weren’t leaving in march, i’d spoil you rotten to get you to be my bf.” i told her, “no you wouldn’t, your sorry ass would probably fake a pregnancy. honestly, what went wrong in your life where you let my old ugly ass fuck you?” she laughed and slapped my arm.
then we got into my lack of furniture.
“so, why did you get rid of all your stuff Danny.” i explained that i was retiring from the navy soon, and that i’ll be living out a trailer trailer on my cousins property in southern louisiana, and that i’m buying a few acres for a hunting camp. when she asked about me ever getting married i told her essentially i was a MGTOW’r. that marriage for men is a bad idea and that i didn’t want to risk what could happen if i got divorced.
now, this girl is 20. i explained that i adore women, but i just couldn’t take the risk involved with marriage. she didn’t seem convinced so i gave her the “box of grenades” analogy. fortunately, she had a male in her family had gone through a nasty divorce. then i pointed out the lampooning of men in the MSM.
then she asked if i wanted kids. i quickly replied, “uh, no.” she seemed geinulely confused and asked me why. i told her i just didn’t want a kid. they require a LOT of time and effort, and i was happy with the companioship i get from Brody (she LOVES Brody btw). but after the conversation had run it’s course she said it seemed like somewhat of waste, that i seemed like a great guy and that i’d probably make a good dad. *aw*. and since she knows i’m leaving in march she’s really has no reason to seek a relationship, so basically i’ll be a peice of meat for the next few months. she’s USING this sailor.
you really have to give it up to southern women, most of them are pretty red-pill from the jump, and they LOVE dominant men. she ended up staying about an hour after i made a mess on her tummy and back (she said she’s on birth control, but NO). she had school the next day so she needed to get some sleep. which is cool, cause i didn’t have to tell her to hit the bricks (i KNOW i’mma get a text about that line).
but i think the funniest thing that night was her on top of me, looking to the right and saying, “never did this with a shotgun 2 feet away before.” i told her, “there’s really only one gun you need to worry about right now.”
study hard in school punkin, see you when i see you.