One interesting thing I've notice over the past couple years is how women who wouldn't have noticed my existence 20 years ago (I'm 38) are now thrilled to get attention from me.

As an example, there is a woman named "Leah" whose son is on the same basketball team as my son. During practices, parents will typically chit-chat with other parents about all types of things. Leah sat next to me at the first practice and I start a conversation. It's light -- nothing substantial.

After the next practice, we chat some more and I ask for her number... she lights up and smiles. So we start texting.

It turns out Leah is a born-again Christian. She says her faith is very important to her. I tell her that I spent 32 years in the church and have no intention of going back, and that if this is a problem for her, that we shouldn't text anymore. She seems disappointed, but says that she can't risk dating someone who is not a believer. At this point, I just really just wanted to bang her and was not thinking long term. I told her good luck and that I'd see her at practice.

So she texts me again the next day. No mention of faith, but she does give me some detail on her past (this came out over a few days).

Apparently, Leah was a high school athlete and her school's prom queen. After high school, she went to college and joined a sorority. I asked her if she had a boyfriend during any of that time, and she told me that she only did hookups.

After college, she moved from our state to a major city in another state and got a job managing a hair salon. She also picked up a pretty serious drug habit. At 29, after a solid decade on the cock carousel, Leah decides forgo the traditional path of latching on to a boring beta and instead marries a guy who owns a skate shop. Drug use with her and the bad boy husband escalates. After a tumultuous 3 year marriage, they divorce.

Leah goes through some more hookups before landing on the next serious boyfriend at 35. This one has kids from previous relationships and no discernible source of income, but he is tall and skinny and is covered with tats (I know because I've seen him at practice). Naturally, Leah is now 35, so she gets knocked up by this guy. Relationship lasts a few years until the guy goes out and knocks up another girl.

Leah is now in her late 30's, graying, and out of options, so she finds Jesus. She claims that she has been single for 4 years as she's waiting for God to bring the right man into her life. After 20+ years chasing after Alphas and felons, she decides she's finally ready to cash in her chips and settle down with a nice, reliable, God-fearing man.

I think that this is a typical pattern for women who were 8s to 10s in their primes -- they ride the carousel and date Chads for longer than most are able. After fun time is over, they try to convince you that "God change them" and that they're now just fine settling down with a boring IT guy so long as he shares their faith.

I won't lie, I nearly got sucked in by this particular one... that is until I stepped back and assessed the situation. I came to the conclusion that there is no good reason for me or any other decent, upstanding guy to offer this harlot a soft landing spot. She may cash in her chips with some poor schmuck, but that schmuck won't be me.