I love women. Not all women, but most. She'd either need to come across as abrasive in vibe, like we are gonna mix like oil and water, in which case I

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I love women. Not all women, but most. She’d either need to come across as abrasive in vibe, like we are gonna mix like oil and water, in which case I won’t like her but I won’t waste my time warring, I’ll just wash my hands and not be around her. I might just not like her or what she is about, where she’s coming from.

OR she would need to get intentionally malicious. I do not stand for that s***. If I’m pushed there, I might fight back, win, and then walk away, which is usually the last thing they want or expect. They want drama, they want fighting, they’re idiots. It’s a game after all… not to me.

But I have loved and love quite a few women. It’s a pretty safe bet that if she never pulled the s*** above, even of we don’t see each other, I probably love her on some level. It’s pretty hard to make me hate or dislike enough that I want nothing to do with her. Some women accomplish it still which is also pretty easy if you have a big enough wrecking ball and a crazy enough head on your shoulders. I’m no push over either so if I see a major f****** headache from plenty of manufactured drama, I usually wash my hands and never consider it again.

There is no substitute for a beautiful woman though. Inside and out. If all women were wiped off the earth, I’d probably kill myself. I love women who rejected me romantically at some time, nicely, for legit reasons, who I know still love me on some level.

New Confession

In Middle school we had a Downs Syndrome girl who liked being felt up. She had round hard t*** so we(three friends of mine and her) would sneak in the Band room $uck her n ipples and B ang her the way she showed us. The second school year she would let us touch if we weren’t naked too since she enjoyed $ucking us off. Shane was the first one to phuck her then she wanted all of us to do it. One day we were coming out of the band room back door to the teachers atrium after the five minute warning bell rang. The band teacher was sitting at a table and asked what we were doing in there. We all started telling him a different story while Amy tucked her blouse in her skirt. Everyone shup up when I said “We were on the stage in the gym and found the Door unlocked to hall way leading to the music/choir room which is connected to the band room. We thought to get to class on time it would be fastest going this way.”. He was a weird short fat guy from West Virginia so we thought he was dumb enough to fall for it. We didn’t realize his office above the storage room had a thin window along the ceiling that was just above his desk that he could watch us from. Amy would pull her blouse out and unbutton it and lay down in front of the Bass drum on a carpeted area. Whoever’s turn it was to phuck her fist would push her dress or skirt up and pull her p****** off of one leg to expose her pudgy Pu$$y. The next year we came back to school she a bush heavy round t its and big a$$. Her belly bigger and seemed to grow bigger by the week. We all knew how to c um Phucking her by then and she would c um 2 times. Before Christmas vacation s*** hit the fan when the school nurse had take a pregnancy test cuz she was getting so fat and her T its were huge. The band Teacher squealed on us pretending to be appalled. She told me the next year when Amy repeated a grade she was in his office to get a poke and she saw the bass drum through the window. Anyway she had three daughters all normal and pretty with good jobs now before she graduated at age 21. Everyone is Good at something Amy was/could still be great at Phucking.

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