I attract them because the thought of what they do makes me h**** and orgasmic to where I either touch myself or rub myself onto some object to at least several orgasms. It’s because I’m extremely empathetic in becoming one with them in their e***** pleasures. I fall in love with them maybe because of their childlike quality they get due to years of taking on child personas to easily groom their victims. They of course are most attracted to me because I offer a set of open minded offspring, a well of possible victims they can work with and seduce. It is a wonder we have scraped by without any of my offspring getting hurt or used and abused, which can only be attributed to the grace of God. Then again, I am a fierce protector of my family, my wellspring, my twinkle in this dark world. So much so, they likely know the ferocious aspect of me and that I would see to, to sneakily get close to, to bash their heads right open or cut a piece of their g******* right off, should they ever hurt one of my own. It is a wonder though my past co-dependency hasn’t caused me to abandon my maternal instincts and allow them to abuse, as I once would do anything in this world for them, but I am now healed and never bother to let them bring me down with them anymore. I’m a strong, independent, healthy woman now, so their ways have less effect of anything that might be useful to them. I consider the women they choose over me stupid weaklings because it’s the ability to run over them like a backhoe that in the end causes them to choose these unattractive desperate women, yearning to be wanted creatures over me. They no doubt know I get the attentions of so many men, that lack of desperation gives me a power they cannot extinguish. Alas, it’s a predicament—I know.
