Most people are as faithful as their options.

Even if you're the biggest fish in your pond, there are many ponds. I just recently found this sub but have been living eyes wide open since high school.

MY SMV has almost always been high as shit. In high school, football captain, class vice president, tall blond & blue, good family and reputation. Girls didn't throw themselves at me, but would put themselves in situations where they could get it on the dl. Especially the 'goody goody' choir girl types wanting to prove to themselves they could get better than their sweetheart.

In undergrad it was even worse. Pre-law, an RA my sophomore year, and business frat president. When girls would get drunk it gave them plausible deniability in their eyes to whore themselves out like it was their job. Even when they were sober it was still easy because your reputation doesn't nose dive for hooking up outside a relationship at universities. Thinking they could fuck their way into winning the dude lottery.

In law school it became even more prevalent because most guys were trying to get their beta visa so they could put a ring on one of the women that had been ignoring them and trying to get with me for almost a decade. And the girls finding out that all law school did was shrunk their available pool of guys they could engulf without feeling like shit afterwards. Plus the facebook-like wars of mommy wives showing off their rings and babies just made them feel like they were a bomb waiting to implode.

Now I'm 29 and own 2 businesses and women are desperate because they're coming to the realization that they missed their window on the American dream. They all fuck first chance they get, they play coy in public because I don't believe in conspicuous consumption. They play like they're still holding all the cards but when I take them home to the 4 bedroom Victorian white picket fence perfectly manicured lawn with a dog the panties drop. You can literally see their wheels turning when they see the 3 car garage with only 2 cars in it, the his&hers master bath that's half filled. All that empty closet space just waiting to be claimed! It's too easy.

Most don't even try for the relationship anymore because they know that they're not worth it. But when I ask where they want it's almost always "in me," They know deep down they can't compete, so the next best thing is to get my progeny. Especially the women that aren't single and already have that contract with the frumpy two pump chump accountant that would make or already has shown he's a great father.

SMV is all their is. Confidence, game, wealth, looks or your dead lift aren't the lynchpin. Those are merely indicators for your social value. Their pussy and uterus are their most valuable assets. Your social value is yours.

THE ONLY DEFENSE YOU HAVE IS HER THINKING YOU'RE THE BEST SHE'LL EVER GET. And even then you're not safe, because if she knows she can get away with it there is a chance you'll be stuck raising my kid.

Thanks to the feminist revolution we are stuck in a rat race while they're pumping that hamster wheel. If you want love get a dog, if you want to fuck raise your social value, if you want someone to confide in get a therapist, if you want clean get a maid, if you want children adopt or get a lawyer & a paternity test, and if you want "happily ever after" sorry, it doesn't exist.