I seduce women online.

Although I’m happily in a relationship in my real life, I love the thrill and chase of seducing new women online.

When things turn s*****, I ask for n*** pictures and the women almost always oblige. This is my true goal. Each woman gets her own folder on my computer and her images go into it. I haven’t ever bothered to count, but I’d estimate there are over 100 conquests with easily over 2000 images and videos.

While plenty of women are liars and have passed off fake pictures of themselves, thanks to google image search, I almost immediately know and these women are quickly abandoned. The ones I love the most are the sincere ones. The ones who inadvertently reveal enough information that I can confirm their identities through a facebook profile.

I can usually juggle about 3-4 women at a time and as long as I think they’ll still get naked for me, I’ll keep talking to them. Right now, I’m juggling a voluptuous blonde teenager fresh out of high school and a smoldering brunette college girl, but that’s not including the average looking young Canadian who is so intent on winning my affection that she’s taken to sending me daily emails with naked pictures of herself or the bitter, dumpy Californian with a pretty face who can’t understand why she’s single.

I’m completely dishonest with these women. I send them fake pictures of myself. I met a man in a chatroom who wrongly assumed I was a woman. Although I never corrected him, I never actually lied and said I was female. In his moronic, aggressive pursuit of me, he sent several s***** shots of himself. After locating his facebook account (public, of course) I made copies of a handful of regular shots of him too. I pretend that the pics are of me. I have about 2 dozen of him, which is enough to alleviate doubt but not enough to lavishly distribute, so I’m extremely stingy with sharing them. Somehow the women seem all right with providing dozens of pictures for every one I grudgingly send. I lie about my age too. I’m in my 30s, but I find that most of the younger women I target prefer a man in his early 20s, so I tell I’m 23.

They almost always tell me how much they’re attracted to my personality, which is both flattering and sad. I doubt they’d be attracted to the part that loves the conquest and seeks to find new ones, but we do genuinely connect. I’m an excellent conversationalist, funny, insightful, even caring. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been told that I’m “not like other guys.” And it’s true. I’m so much better at this than the other guys are.