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Woah calm down there you sickening homo. I said I was listening to Single Ladies ON THE RADIO. I am not a fan of Beyonce, I don’t own or buy her music and willingly play it.

And men don’t have p****’s that’s called an assshole. We s*** from it. S*** is goss. Especially from a man. Especially when he’s a ugly creepy son of b**** like you.

Also though that one brand a few posts down talk I g to the dude who saw his ex with a date said “the name of the game is to discard” I’m a man mind you so we don’t think or see things the same, I don’t ever think it’s about discard. Honestly I’ll take anything even just friendship with a loyal woman. S**, whatever, whatever not, but I’m probably never going to marry or have kids or anything like that. For me, and I realized this the other day reading an article about infidelity, I approach my relationships with women, I try to steer the relationship in the direction of keeping our distance, we might not even talk for a week, 2 weeks, a month, I am not pressuring her to control her in any way, she can do whatever she wants, with almost anyone (as long is it doesn’t bring me problems or unwanted attention from the wrong people. Slim to nil chance, but yeah) I keep distance and when we are together it’s nice. It keeps it at a level of anticipation, it’s keeps things at an exiting level. It’s enjoyable. But I’m never thinking completely discard. But ing bridges kind of thing. But I also think I’m a likeable enough guy that it’s hard for these women to throw me away like that for reasons like I don’t want things to really go anywhere in certain directions. I don’t even like to put anything beyond “friend” as a label. It doesn’t mean I am thinking discard, but then like I said I realize men a d women are looking for different things most of the time.

Marriage and kids…. if we are being honest, the chance of that relationship failing is probably 50/50. It’s almost a sure thing. It really is. 2 people rarely stay on the same track, and if they do, it’s probably forced. One, if not both people leave the track eventually. It’s a SURE thing. So why bother? Why not just be happy with what you have? You never find exactly what you want. Ever.

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I have to admit that I love to flash my c*** to adult women, of any age actually. I flash my c*** in my car, on webcams or in hotel windows overlooking parking lots or beaches like in Florida. My c*** is slightly larger than “average” but certainly not huge. Two women have told me that my c*** is really hard. I believe that several women have seen me though none have reported me and that’s a good thing.

One time in Florida I was laying on the lounge with my c*** surreptiously sticking out the side. Across the deck was a beautiful black haired lady in a bikini. She had really b*******. She was wearing sunglasses and getting some sun. Her lounge was slightly elevated but I couldn’t tell if her eyes were open. If they were she would have seen my c*** which of course was really exciting me. We were like that for about 15 minutes when another lady approached her and said something. She sat up, raised her glasses and took a clear look at me. She then lowered her glasses and resumed her position. She didn’t do or say anything. The only thing she did was bend her knee blocking my view between her legs. I didn’t trust the other lady so I left right away. That lady really took it in stride. I often wonder if she was offended, neutral or excited.

One night I was cruising with my c*** in my hand looking for a flashing opportunity. Up ahead was a girl hitchiking. She was wearing a loose dress from what I could see in the headlights and she was perfect. I decided to offer her a ride with my c*** out. If she got in, great and if she did not that was cool. I pulled up beside her and she opened the door. When that happened the interior light came on. She could see my c*** but I was so excited that c** exploded out of my c***. It happened so fast that I reached over, closed the door and took off.

I often wonder what she thought. Oh yeah, I also j******* to those memories.