Back in college, I briefly hooked up with this overweight but very k**** girl. We had gone out about three times, each time ending with her shirt off but nothing more. Then one day she handed me a book called “Toppers: How To Dominate A Submissive Woman”. She told me she wanted me to read it, so we could try some of the things in it ASAP. She was basically giving herself to me.
And what did I do? I got scared, gave her the book the next day, and told her “I think we need to slow down.” I never spoke to her again after that.
Now, 15 years later, I think about her a lot. I ended up married and with children, and with a very unfulfilling s** life. Most nights I’m stuck watching p*** alone, and the kind of p*** I go for is all B*** with submissive females. And I keep thinking to myself: “I could have had this… I could be doing this with Vicky right now…”
I wish I could shake some sense into my younger self.