At 3 A.M last Friday, my clubs regular hotties, two 8s and a 7, decked out in their shortest and lowest cut tops .

Quick aside: every high end bar and club has these, the hot slutty girls who get to cut and not pay. They make the club look attractive, get guys to buy drinks, fuck guys ton make your club feel like a place they can get laid, and genuinely make the atmosphere enjoyable.

They walk right up to me at the door, slightly stumbling, visibly intoxicated and say "we want some dick, any upstairs. I tell them no, it's late and anything worth it is gone and they leave.

I thought nothing of the exchange until they walked in the next night snd some guy approached me with effusive praise about their looks and how they'd love to be with a girl like that.

The fuck? These girls? These ratchets? Do not get me wrong, these wkmen are prototypical when it comes to women's urges, they're just pretty enough to be able to act upon them with frequency. They're completely normal but holy shit undateable.

It's then I realized these men and most men had never peeked behind the veil of women, never been shown their true identity, never really KNOW a woman. They may have talked to them, dated them, fucked them, but never known them.

Because of my blunt caveman attitude, because I act like such a chauvinistic brute from day 1 of meeting a woman, and because security of any type makes women comfortable, the woman yiu fawn over when yiu out at night bombard me with their tales of cuckoldery and thirst for cock.

If your woman or women in general aren't telling you these things it's not because they don't do them, it's because you haven't yet established yourself as someone in their universe.

Never forget that what you know may not hurt yiu at first but it usually kills you in the end