I have this friend who gets bitches. I used to talk to him on the phone, and he’d tell me about different women he’d had sex with. Sometimes I’d ask him about girls we both followed on Instagram, and he’d tell me he’d banged them; other times, he’d volunteer girls he’d conquered, and I’d look them up on that same platform. Keep in mind that he’d never dated or been in a relationship with any of these girls; he’d just had sex with them. Something else the girls (at least the ones I was following) had in common was this: there were never any signs of the hanky-panky they’d engaged in with my friend on their accounts. They never posted him on their profile. They never posted him on their story. These girls had sexual relations with a guy they weren’t officially seeing, and they did so without leaving a digital footprint. If he hadn’t told me out of his own mouth, I’d have had no way of ever knowing.

Now imagine how many other semi-random guys these girls had sex with while similarly making sure there were no signs of it. There is no reason to believe a woman aged 30, who spent most of her 20s single, hasn’t had sex with at least 20 men. And that’s a woman who’s not particularly promiscuous.

Women are sneaky, sneaky, sneaky, man. The things they do in their free time, that they think no one else knows about, are scandalous.