I reflected on what I wrote yesterday, and told myself it was all hogwash, because, of course, there were gaping holes in the story... so i dug deeper, to see the REAL truth... .
And, of course, it is there to be found, only I had to stop MAKING ASSUMPTIONS, and, well, here it is...about Independence Day, for me, the 18th of September.
Now, if I looked only from the perspective of a person who is alive and looking for a better life, I would have to say that I am really a nutcase, but since I know that most of these things that people hold to be so meritable are like focusing on the cream on the milk but forgetting that one gets a belly-full from the less appetising looking muck underneath; I decided to wash away the glamour and just get to the facts.
So, on 18 September i am sitting there, looking at this woman who had been trying for months to get me interested in her, and had gone about it in such a bizarre way that i was both interested and put off, and as we sat there, at a fancy restaurant, the message she was broadcasting was clear: "All this can be yours if you play your cards right"; the "catch" of course, being the one person she did not want to be seen with me without...her daughter.
Now, I had been busy telling her of my proposal to get to the States, based on that ONE statement about Independence [hey, 9/11 AND "Independence"?, well, I automatically added States, and made plans to get over there, provided I could show them I had something they NEEDED]...anyway, she took an increased interest in me, but when i sat with her and realised that i was talking to the air, i actually laughed at myself and realised that i was crazy for thinking there is such a thing as a girl-FRIEND, because women and men are naturally enemies
It is all about control, and on Saturday, i showed that birth of any child is NOT a matter of love but rather of wrestling, but did you know that the SEX of a child depends on who is more dominant between the two?
A man dominated relationship would result in a male child, and a female dominated relationship would show the result as a girl, and so, the 'i-am-needy' approach the little lady put forward was NOT one that i fell for, and so, i suppose THAT moment was the time i decided i would not bother having a girlfriend, but would focus on pure sex.
Because i found that, while nobody has sex with anyone that he loves, you could at least ENJOY the act.
And my initial inclination was for single mothers, with sons, because they have already been dominated, and left, so they would be grateful for someone who made less demands on them than the previous men, AND would provide some material assistance for SOMEONE ELSE to take care of the burden of the child... and, actually, last night, i drew up a short-list of four women who had impressed me enough for THAT to happen.
1) She is easily the sexiest woman i have ever seen, and she was at Simonstown court, and was wearing this stocking thingy...silk stocking? you know, like it is painted on? Black, of course, and totally revealing everything, and she had the nicest ass i had laid eyes on, and the thing about a nice ass is that you can lie on top of a woman, put your arms around her, lift your midsection up and just lie rigid, and because the ass acts as a counterweight if it is just the right place, size and shape for the woman's body, you can then have her impaling herself all over you, while you justroll side to side, and you all go together like an ouija board so that the 'contest' provides no overall "winner", but is a draw, more or less, because once a woman comes she no longer wants it, but hey, i am permanently horny, so i would keep looking for more.
so, this lady was divorcing this mean motherfucker sometime last year, and he kept yelling, "i want to see my son", and she was rigid with shock as he blasted her at The Simonstown Library where the lawyer's car was parked, and the guy had a Yamaha superbike, and was dressed in work overalls and an attitude to match. I am 6 ft, but he towered over me, maybe six-two?Anyway, that was maybe late quarter of the year, while i still went to S/Town lib.
I could easily pay US$1m for someone of her realatives to look after her son and she can be my playmate.
2) She came to Villekulla Lodge, about two months back because a friend of hers was having a wedding, and she had two boys, and no ring, and her ass was not so good, but then i realised it was because she no longer filled her clothes.Her father was there and i thought, she must long for somebody to take the burden from her, so I will do that, and have her 2 myself.
3) Last week, Thursday, these two ladies both walked into Fish/Hoek Library before it opened, both with their respective boys, one was blond with tied back hair, and the other was brunnette, military style haircut, no glasses and enormous sex appeal, both. Blondie spoke to her mom on the phone, brunette's son was too well behaved to be her sole charge, so i decided i would take them both.
Michelle can be number 15, if she wants.
And, of course, it is there to be found, only I had to stop MAKING ASSUMPTIONS, and, well, here it is...about Independence Day, for me, the 18th of September.
Now, if I looked only from the perspective of a person who is alive and looking for a better life, I would have to say that I am really a nutcase, but since I know that most of these things that people hold to be so meritable are like focusing on the cream on the milk but forgetting that one gets a belly-full from the less appetising looking muck underneath; I decided to wash away the glamour and just get to the facts.
So, on 18 September i am sitting there, looking at this woman who had been trying for months to get me interested in her, and had gone about it in such a bizarre way that i was both interested and put off, and as we sat there, at a fancy restaurant, the message she was broadcasting was clear: "All this can be yours if you play your cards right"; the "catch" of course, being the one person she did not want to be seen with me without...her daughter.
Now, I had been busy telling her of my proposal to get to the States, based on that ONE statement about Independence [hey, 9/11 AND "Independence"?, well, I automatically added States, and made plans to get over there, provided I could show them I had something they NEEDED]...anyway, she took an increased interest in me, but when i sat with her and realised that i was talking to the air, i actually laughed at myself and realised that i was crazy for thinking there is such a thing as a girl-FRIEND, because women and men are naturally enemies
It is all about control, and on Saturday, i showed that birth of any child is NOT a matter of love but rather of wrestling, but did you know that the SEX of a child depends on who is more dominant between the two?
A man dominated relationship would result in a male child, and a female dominated relationship would show the result as a girl, and so, the 'i-am-needy' approach the little lady put forward was NOT one that i fell for, and so, i suppose THAT moment was the time i decided i would not bother having a girlfriend, but would focus on pure sex.
Because i found that, while nobody has sex with anyone that he loves, you could at least ENJOY the act.
And my initial inclination was for single mothers, with sons, because they have already been dominated, and left, so they would be grateful for someone who made less demands on them than the previous men, AND would provide some material assistance for SOMEONE ELSE to take care of the burden of the child... and, actually, last night, i drew up a short-list of four women who had impressed me enough for THAT to happen.
1) She is easily the sexiest woman i have ever seen, and she was at Simonstown court, and was wearing this stocking thingy...silk stocking? you know, like it is painted on? Black, of course, and totally revealing everything, and she had the nicest ass i had laid eyes on, and the thing about a nice ass is that you can lie on top of a woman, put your arms around her, lift your midsection up and just lie rigid, and because the ass acts as a counterweight if it is just the right place, size and shape for the woman's body, you can then have her impaling herself all over you, while you justroll side to side, and you all go together like an ouija board so that the 'contest' provides no overall "winner", but is a draw, more or less, because once a woman comes she no longer wants it, but hey, i am permanently horny, so i would keep looking for more.
so, this lady was divorcing this mean motherfucker sometime last year, and he kept yelling, "i want to see my son", and she was rigid with shock as he blasted her at The Simonstown Library where the lawyer's car was parked, and the guy had a Yamaha superbike, and was dressed in work overalls and an attitude to match. I am 6 ft, but he towered over me, maybe six-two?Anyway, that was maybe late quarter of the year, while i still went to S/Town lib.
I could easily pay US$1m for someone of her realatives to look after her son and she can be my playmate.
2) She came to Villekulla Lodge, about two months back because a friend of hers was having a wedding, and she had two boys, and no ring, and her ass was not so good, but then i realised it was because she no longer filled her clothes.Her father was there and i thought, she must long for somebody to take the burden from her, so I will do that, and have her 2 myself.
3) Last week, Thursday, these two ladies both walked into Fish/Hoek Library before it opened, both with their respective boys, one was blond with tied back hair, and the other was brunnette, military style haircut, no glasses and enormous sex appeal, both. Blondie spoke to her mom on the phone, brunette's son was too well behaved to be her sole charge, so i decided i would take them both.
Michelle can be number 15, if she wants.
