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Forced Into A Situation Where I Had To Pick One

Dec 312011

When juggling three women, eventually you will run into a situation where you have to pick one. Usually, it’s not a problem, but when it comes to something like New Year’s Eve, which is tonight, each of my women want my exclusive presence. Each of my women think they’re “the girlfriend” and the other two are chicks I occasionally bang. I have to keep each of them thinking they’re “the girlfriend” since my purpose in picking up women at the Sunday Morning Nightclub is to prevent women from getting their hands on men who they will marry, use up, and divorce. Thus, I ran into a situation where I had to pick one.

I picked Molly because she’s the newest. I was looking for a reason to dump Sabrina and Kate. All of you should remember I already tried that once, and they begged and begged and begged me to take them back which got me to take them back. I think I have been with the two of them for too long as it is, Sabrina in particular. Sabrina was sending some strong messages that she was thinking it close to time to get engaged. Breaking up with Sabrina and Kate wasn’t fun at all. I will spare you guys the details. Needless to say they were very angry when they realized they weren’t (or were no longer) “the girlfriend”. This time, I think my breaking up with them will stick because it was clear I picked another woman over them.

Molly Is Very Religious In Bed

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Nov 102011

Last night Molly, the born again virgin, came over to my place, begging and pleading beyond anything she said the last time to be fucked. She didn’t even call first unless you count her phone call to me from her cell phone so that I would let her into my condo building.

This was the time, but I had to let her know first about my two other women. She was like, “Seriously?” I was like, “Yeah”. Molly’s response to that was that she didn’t care. So I gave Molly a good hard fucking. She was very religious when we were having sex. She said, “Oh God” a lot. When we were finished, Molly just said, “Thank you” and fell asleep.

There you have it. This is what a born again virgin from a church is like.

The “Born Again Virgin” Gets Horny

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Nov 072011

I predicted that Molly, the “born again virgin” that I picked up at a Sunday Morning Nightclub, would be pretty quickly be begging me for sex despite her supposed desire to not have sex again until marriage. That happened this weekend. Molly tried to give me a bunch of convoluted “logic” about how even though we have only known each other for a short time she feels that we will get married so why wait for sex? I knew exactly what was going on. As we all know Molly really isn’t a virgin in any manner whatsoever, “born again” or otherwise. Because she’s pretending to be a “born again virgin” to lock in a chump from a church, she has to play this game of convoluted reasoning.

I could have pounced on this and banged Molly, but I didn’t. I played it as if she was “testing” me to see if I was “respecting” her “commitment” to staying “sort of pure” until marriage. I could tell this infuriated her, even though Molly didn’t show any outward signs of that. Molly knew she had to go along with that for her “born again virgin” con to work.

I anticipate in a few days she will come begging for sex again. Then will be the time to bang her.

The (Not) Virgin From The Sunday Morning Nightclub

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Oct 242011

Many of you have been waiting to hear about my Sunday Morning Nightclub (aka church) exploits. Your wait is over. I have been investigating various Sunday morning nightclubs here in the DC area, many of which are Sunday afternoon nightclubs, since the latest mass on Sunday is the best for this which is often technically in the afternoon.

At one of the Sunday Morning Nightclubs, I picked up a hot chick. Let’s call her Molly. She’s in her mid to late 20s and obviously one of those women who decided to go back to church to look for a ~~husband~~ chump to marry. Thus picking her up was not difficult. We were having coffee (technically I don’t drink coffee, but that’s beside the point), and Molly tells me that she is a virgin and waiting to have sex until she is married. She wanted to be clear upfront so there’s no miscommunication down the line. I could tell Molly was full of BS on being a virgin, so I called her on it. She admitted I was right. What she’s really trying to do was “makeover” her life by taking morality “more seriously” so she’s going to wait until marriage for sex now.

I told her I was fine with this for several reasons. Many of you are wondering why because doesn’t this mean she won’t put out? She will put out, and it won’t be long before she does. I’m not even going to push the issue of sex. I am going to wait for her to beg me for it. I will not be waiting long. This way I will be able to show you how women who go to church in their late 20s/early 30s haven’t changed. They are just desperate for a chump before their looks fade. Nothing has changed about them. It’s going to be like that time Solomon got a Deacon’s daughter to show him her boobs, but more so.

This brings up the moral aspect of what I am doing. Think about if Molly got another guy at church. He would have been completely clueless about her real motivations and in real danger. I’m doing God’s work, and something very Christian, which the Christian Church is failing to do for these men, by protecting the innocent from predators. I’m defending those who can’t defend themselves.

Stringing Women Along

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Sep 072011

Even though I had broken up with both Sabrina and Kate, they both wanted to get back together as you all know. I have been stringing them along for a bit because I’m not sure what to do. After reading what The Fifth Horseman had to say about stringing them along, it got me thinking about whether I really should end it with Sabrina and Kate.

I like the idea of stringing women along for as long as possible and stringing along as many women as possible. Given the age range of women I would typically get, they’re in need to find a guy to get married to mode. Unfortunately, many men still aren’t fully aware of the dangers. By stringing women along, I can monopolize them so that they have less options for marriage, perhaps none, saving men who don’t know better. It’s a public service. I love the idea of this but it’s problematic. The reason why I can string along multiple women is because each woman thinks she’s the girlfriend and the others are just women I have sex with. Being able to convince all of them that they’re the girlfriend is time consuming. Plus, there is the drama on top of all this.

The only real way to string along more women would involve having sex with each individual woman less. It would be great if I could string along women without having sex with them at all because then I could string along a lot more.

I’m curious to see what everyone has to say about this. I love the idea of stringing along as many women as possible. One of the ways we can force change against feminism is denying marriage and denying (grand)children. This would be a way for me to do that on a much larger scale, but it has the potential to be problematic.

That Didn’t Take Long

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Aug 312011

The weekend before last, I decided to break up with both Sabrina and Kate. Juggling two women was getting too time consuming, and they both thought of themselves as the girlfriend and the other one as the “mistress”. This meant they kept bothering me about things like why haven’t they met my parents and not using condoms anymore. The not using condom thing in particular was getting really annoying, and it was making me suspicious that one or both of them wanted to have an “oops” pregnancy. Thus I decided that it was a good time to dump both of them.

Both Sabrina and Kate were angry at me for dumping them. They both went through angry rants about “everything they have done for me”, “how they put out for me more than any other guy they have been with”, etc. Both of them ended with saying something to the effect of, “When you realize you have made a mistake, I’m not going to get back together with you. Don’t think I’m going to come back crawling to you.”

Guess what happened? Both of them came crawling back to me (or rather they tried to). Last weekend right before the hurricane, Kate called me up apologetically saying she needed me because she was “scared of the hurricane”. I don’t buy that. I think she was scared of being far away from my wallet. Sabrina held out until today when she called me, also apologetically, saying that she was suffering “withdrawal symptoms” from not having regular sex with me. I bet it’s more like withdrawal symptoms from being far away from my wallet.

It was long since time to move on, so obviously I’m not taking them back.

Which Is More Likely?

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Mar 272011

A few days ago Peter asked me how I pulled off a threesome with Sabrina and Kate and continue to bang each of the separately with the other’s knowledge. As I explained to him, it’s a combination of factors. Sabrina and Kate are in their late 20s and have moved into “must get married now with a beta chump to have kids” mode. Do not forget that I am the bear (or bear alien for those of crazy enough to think I’m a reptile alien or a member of the Illuminati/NWO/elite) from Dalrock’s bear and salmon analogy. I look like a tasty target to women who suddenly find themselves marriage digging and kid digging. I don’t display my real level of wealth, but I probably display enough to suck women in that way and my real level of wealth over time becomes somewhat clearer to them. Add some game knowledge and lots and lots of luck, and women will “work” hard to lock you as a supposed beta chump in. That means they will do threesomes, let you bang their best friend occasionally, etc. I am sure that both Sabrina and Kate want to pull be away from the other and make me completely theirs since no woman wants to share a beta chump so they’re “working” hard at it for that reason too.

There’s also the possibility that there is some long term planning involved in this. Eventually, beta chumps get divorced by their wives. If these women can claim that I was committing adultery, it makes their claim for divorce much easier than a standard no fault divorce. Imagine Sabrina or Kate in court crying about how I was cheating on her, how she tried to get me to stop, etc. (possibly in reality actually encouraging it as a form of entrapment). I have no idea if either of them are thinking this long term but it’s a strong possibility why they would agree to everything I suggested.

There have also been an “alternative” (and by alternative I mean batshit crazy conspiracy theorist) explanation proposed for what is happening between myself, Sabrina, and Kate. Mika said:

He is not telling you the real reason he can manipulate women into threesomes. He’s with the NWO and knows elite mind control techniques. He uses the techniques to make Sabrina and Kate do whatever perverted sexual filth he wants. Knowledge of elite mind control is common in the upper echelons of the NWO. Their targets become robots without realizing it. What do you think he means when he talks about sexbots? It’s not androids. It’s mind controlled women.

Since there are two possible reasons given for what has happened with me and my women, I have created a poll for you to choose which option you think is really going on:

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How To Convince Your Girlfriend To Have A Threesome

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Jan 162011

Here’s something that will piss off the Mark Richardsons and Susan Walshs and Escpaistarts. I expect more comparisons to serial killers after this post.

Those of you reading this blog know that I have thought plenty about banging Sabrina’s best friend (let’s call her Kate) and having a threesome with Sabrina and Kate. This weekend Sabrina and I were talking. Since I have known Sabrina, Kate has not been able to find a man. This seems surprising since she’s hot and only as crazy as the average woman. Sabrina was complaining about Kate complaining about striking out when trying to get a man recently. The conversation went like this (Everything is paraphrased for brevity, clarity, and just to make it into full sentences where there wasn’t any, and I left out some of the insults.):

Me: I will bang Kate to shut her up for you.
Sabrina: Ha Ha. Very funny.
Me: No, I’m serious.
Sabrina: You’re serious???? I give you all the sex you could ever want and that isn’t enough? I let you do things to me no other guy has done. Why do you want to cheat?
Me: I want a threesome. That’s not cheating.

Sabrina just gets a lot angrier at this point.

Sabrina: You’re not getting a threesome or anything from me anymore. You…You…You’re going to have to jerk off your little dick from now on.
Me: (I start laughing.) That’s not what you said last night or a million other times about my dick.
Sabrina: I lied to protect you. You have the smallest dick I have ever seen. Oh..and I had a threesome with two big black guys.
Me: With two big…you mean fat black guys? Why would I care about that or that they were black?
Sabrina: No you moron. They had really big dicks…This big (Sabrina did one of those, “I caught a fish this big with her arms”)
Me: That big? How was the hospital afterwards after getting impaled by those guys?
Sabrina: Shut Up! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! Fuck this. That’s it. I’m leaving.
Me: Don’t let the door hit you on the ass on the way out.

It took a lot of mental energy to be able to come up with all those comebacks that quickly and stay level headed. I was exhausted. And I’m sure someone like Roissy could list quite a few game failures here. I thought Sabrina and I were done, but two minutes later I get a knock on my door. It’s Sabrina and she says, “Hey there Mr. Big, can I come in and apologize?” Sabrina went through this big long apology complete with commentary about how huge my dick really is. She claims that she only said I had a small dick because she was angry. (Are women capable of saying, “you have a nice average sized dick?” I don’t think they are. It’s either huge dick or small dick.) Sabrina said that she’s “woman enough” to handle a threesome if I can convince Kate to join in.

Sabrina even went to the point of saying that she can handle me having the occasional woman on the side as long as she knows about it. This sounds great right? Alarm bells were going off in my head when she said that. Sabrina went from being angry about me even thinking about other women to saying I could fuck other women within the space of several minutes. I’m certain Sabrina has some other ideas in her head. It may be as simple as trying to generate drama to planning her eventual divorce and using my “philandering” as an excuse. It may seem absurd to plan a divorce before we’re even married but there’s a strong possibility Sabrina is already planning her marriage to me so planning a divorce now as well doesn’t seem far fetched. Either way I don’t know so I’m going to try for the threesome and see what happens if I can make the threesome happen.

The Holiday Problem

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Nov 152010

I’m about to run into the same problem with Sabrina that I had last year with Kristen and Rachel. What to do about the holidays?

While I think I can successfully fight the urge to buy Sabrina expensive jewelry (I don’t want to end up like Jose on the Jersey Shore), the holidays are massive minefield. And they don’t really end until after Valentine’s Day when it comes to women. I’m at the point I was last year. Do I dump Sabrina or not? I don’t want to give up the sex or the food and wait a few months until Valentine’s Day is over to find another woman. On the other hand Sabrina is wondering why she hasn’t met my parents yet especially since I met hers. So far I have been able to fend that off but I doubt I will be able to much longer. Plus she thinks this relationship is going somewhere other than to my bedroom for more sex.

I still want to bang Sabrina’s best friend so there’s the question of how that would fit into all of this as well. I have thought about a threesome with Sabrina and her best friend but such a thing would not happen in reality. I have thought about telling Sabrina I want a threesome with her and her best friend as a way of dumping her (or rather her dumping me) since I can’t see Sabrina going for a threesome. I’m not sure a simple dumping will work with Sabrina now. I have the feeling I will be dealing with weeks of her begging me to take her back which is why I’m thinking about other ideas on how to deal with this.

I would also like some ideas from everyone reading this on how you think I should handle this. This is going to be a recurring problem since I won’t be getting married and the holidays come every year, and I need a strategy for it.

Is It Wrong To Think About A Threesome When Meeting Your Girlfriend’s Parents?

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Sep 132010

I have been a bit busy so I haven’t had a chance to give all of you an update. I have been back for a while now from meeting Sabrina’s parents. On the way to Staten Island we stopped at the Jersey Shore for a bit like I wanted to. It’s everything you think it is and worse. I’m glad I brought the hazmat suit. Plus, I am sure that wearing the hazmat suit on the Jersey Shore has already generated some minor conspiracy theories somewhere on the internet.

Getting back to seriousness I met Sabrina’s parents. Like a typical Italian mom Sabrina’s mom prepared a bunch of food. Everything was going well until Sabrina’s parents got into an argument with each other. It didn’t have to do with me or Sabrina. Regardless I could tell Sabrina was hoping the ground would open up and swallow her during this.

Sabrina and I also spent a bit of time in Manhattan. I got to ride the Staten Island ferry. By that I mean the actual Staten Island ferry. I didn’t fuck Angelina from MTV’s Jersey Shore. (Those of you watching the show will remember how Angelina has been called the Staten Island ferry and the Staten Island dump. I didn’t not visit the Staten Island dump, either the actual one or Angelina.)

Meeting Sabrina’s parents didn’t stop me from thinking about how I want to bang Sabrina’s best friend. (I wouldn’t expect it to but it’s a weird thing to be thinking about when you meet your girlfriend’s family.) I have been thinking about a threesome with the two of them. I know this is something that will not happen outside of my own head.

Countdown

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Sep 012010

I have a feeling that my relationship with Sabrina might be counting down to its end. I’m going to meet her parents. After that Sabrina is going to wonder (or wonder more than she already is) why she hasn’t met my parents yet. I can’t help but think things will fall apart from there. Of course, I would have to end our relationship before the holidays of Christmas, New Years, and Valentine’s Day to avoid accidental betaization.

I’m going to be gone for the next few days. Sabrina and I are going to Staten Island, NY where she is originally from. After watching Jersey Shore, I have to see this place since it’s where several of the cast members are from. We should also be making a stop at the actual Jersey shore on the way there. I’m sure I will stand out since I will be the guy wearing the hazmat suit.

I’m curious to see what this is like since I have never done this before. Since I will be gone for several days, I have a post scheduled for when I’m gone so all of you don’t feel abandoned.

The Experiment: Church

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Aug 142010

I’m Catholic sort of. I was baptized, confirmed, the whole bit. I haven’t been to church in years because church is so feminized it’s pointless and has nothing to do with God. Conversion to another religion is not an option since there really isn’t such a thing as a non-feminized church now.

Sabrina is Catholic too. Her ancestry is Italian so she is what might be called Catholic by default since being Catholic is linked into the idea of being Italian. Knowing that she only rarely goes to church if that. I don’t think she’s been to church since I met her several months ago. (Also, there are several ways that Sabrina is not a good Catholic that I can personally attest to.)

This meant that I was dumbfounded when Sabrina started trying to convince me we should go to church. Once I realized what she was doing I asked Sabrina if she felt guilty about how good sex with me was and thought praying to God for forgiveness would help. Sabrina just rolled her eyes in response but she shut up about going to church and hasn’t brought it up again since.

It was very odd.

I Don’t Understand This Type Of Guy

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Jun 052010

The Spearhead had an article about Jack Tuckner, the lawyer who is representing Debrahlee Lorenzana, the woman who “dressed too sexy” at Citibank. Putting aside the “dressed too sexy” law suit, what struck me was how Tuckner wants to be and is submissive to women. I’m not surprised he is working for a feminist law firm since he allegedly wants to be a slave to women. What surprises me is that a man can have those desires in the first place.

I can talk about how my (male) coworkers have been run down after years/decades of living with their wives, but that is not the same thing as Tuckner. At least my coworkers fight for some time by themselves with things like the car repair class they’re taking. Plus, they also recognize at some level that they have no good options. Anything my coworkers might try and do to better their situations is potentially a disaster in the current political and legal climate so they are the “walking dead” more or less.

Tuckner on the other hand allegedly wants to outright submit to a woman/be a woman’s slave and is actually doing it. Even if it turned out that this wasn’t true of Tuckner, there are many men like that. I really don’t understand it. When I’m with Sabrina (or was with Kristen or Rachel), I know I’m the man here not her. I have the dick, and I am supposed to be in charge not her. Pushback from women tends to be minimal. For instance, Sabrina has called me an asshole a couple of times but that’s it. (I’m surprised she isn’t constantly calling me an asshole.)

It’s one thing to talk about guys like my coworkers who are stuck in a lose-lose situation. It’s another to talk about guys who want to submit and be slaves to women. I can tell that there is something right about being in charge when it comes to women. Can’t those guys who want to be slaves to women tell there’s something wrong? I have a hard time believing the answer is chemicals/toxins or brainwashing because the behavior of these “super-manginas” should be more pervasive if either was the cause.

The Experiment: Why Is This Happening?

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May 292010

Sabrina and I have been together for a while now. I have had lots sex with her. Yet, I still find myself looking at other women which surprises me. It’s one thing if I had been married to her for several years, but I have only been with her a few months. I don’t expect that I would completely ignore all other women, but I would think that I shouldn’t be thinking about nailing other women this much since Sabrina is doing a very good job in this area for me. I have had a couple of experiences this week that really solidified my confusion.

Earlier this week I took my car in to the mechanic for some routine maintenance. They found something was broken that needed replacement. Since it was a relatively quick repair job, I just waited there. As I was sitting in the waiting room, I had a direct view of the receptionist who kept bending over to take things in and out of a filing cabinet. She had a nice ass, and I all could do when she bent over was think about nailing her. Things weren’t helped by the fact that she started getting friendly with me since I was waiting for an extended period of time.

A couple of days ago I got back from work and as I was walking to my condo I happened to be behind this hot chick who also lives in my building. She had these tight workout clothes on and had obviously just come back from either working out or a run. She was sweaty and had a great ass which being behind her I had a really good view of. Again all I could think about was banging her. Those of you who read my blog know that I have a rule about going after women who live in my building despite the fact that my building has a good number of hot chicks since I don’t want trouble where I live. Regardless it was another example of what I am talking about.

I don’t understand why I’m thinking about nailing other women this much. It’s not like Sabrina has ever had a “headache”. She puts out a lot for me and does an excellent job of keeping my nuts empty. I don’t see why I should have such powerful desires to bang other women. What’s going on with me?

The Experiment: Women Say The Darnedest Things

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Mar 292010

Why do women say the things the say? I started having sex with Sabrina, and I think she’s working off a standard female script. (For those of you who are wondering I did make the same demand of her for STD testing and it had a similar response that I had before. I dealt with it in a similar fashion to how I handled it before.) You may remember how Kristen and Rachel told me things like how sex with me was the best sex they ever had. Sabrina is going down the same path. Here are a few things she has said:

This is the best sex she’s ever had
She’s been with “very few” guys
Those previous guys were “wimpy” in bed and the complete opposite of me
My dick is really big

What’s the point of this? I didn’t do or say anything to prompt her to say any of this. I didn’t ask Sabrina about any previous sexual encounters with men. I definitely didn’t ask her about how the size of my dick compared to them. She volunteered this out of the blue. Most of this if not all of it has to be made up. I have only been having sex for a short time. There is no way I can be the best ever. And why lie like this? I didn’t put her into a bind by asking a question with no good answers. She completely volunteered all of this. If she’s going to lie why not make it believable? Say that it was really good not the best sex she’s ever had.

I have to assume that most of this can’t be true because as all of you know, I have heard it before. It was said differently but it’s all the same more or less. It’s almost the same script. More importantly it’s too good to be true even with things like Sabrina making me breakfast the next morning.

There isn’t anything to do about it so I’m not going to do anything about it. Really who does Sabrina or any other woman think she fooling?

The Experiment: God Has An Interesting Sense Of Humor

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Mar 132010

I watched that Jersey Shore series on MTV and had a lot of fun watching the disaster of the group of “guidos” and “guidettes”. As you know I picked up this chick recently, and so far so good. As you would expect I finding out things about her. (Since I should have a fake name for her like my previous women, let’s use Sabrina.) Sabrina is from Staten Island, NY. While Staten Island technically isn’t New Jersey, it might as well be. Three of the guidos and guidettes on the Jersey Shore were from Staten Island. Sabrina is definitely not a guidette. Her skin isn’t orange, and she doesn’t do fake everything like a guidette. (BTW, that crying sound you hear as you read this is David Alexander crying because Sabrina isn’t a guidette.) Plus, Sabrina has moved away from the New York City-New Jersey area and lives here in the DC area, and I met her at a museum, a place where no guidette would be caught dead in. Most importantly she doesn’t have any bizarre nicknames (like “The Situation”) and doesn’t call herself the “Kim Kardashian of Staten Island” or any other celebrity of Staten Island.

I think this is an example of God’s interesting sense of humor. I spent time ragging on things from that part of the world, talking about how I should wear a hazmat suit if I go to the Jersey Shore (which is still a good idea IMO), but now I am involved with a chick from there.

The Experiment: Picking up Chicks at the National Geographic Museum

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Feb 282010

Well, just one chick. I was at the National Geographic Museum this weekend to see the Terra Cotta Warriors exhibit. (If you’re going to be in the DC area in the next month get some tickets and go see it.) I didn’t think that this would be an opportunity for find a chick (or as Susan Walsh would claim, a cum dumpster, since according to her I only relate to women as cum dumpsters), but an opportunity presented itself and I went for it. We’ll see where this goes.

The Experiment: I Decided Against This One

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Feb 192010

Today I went to see my eye doctor for my annual eye exam. He suggested a minor tweak to the prescription for my glasses which arguably I didn’t really need, but insurance paid for nearly all of it and it gives me 20/15 vision. After the exam one of his staff was helping me out with everything about my new glasses, a really hot chick. It’s after Valentines Day Vagina Day so it’s time to bring The Experiment out of dormancy. That means looking for a new woman. Or as Susan Walsh would say, I’m looking for a new cum dumpster.

I was thinking about going after this chick. I did have some doubts since if I didn’t know better I might think she was out of my league since she was so hot. We’re talking hot enough that I wanted to give her a hard pounding and bust a nut inside her (actually bust both my nuts in her). Yes, I know that’s triple redundant, but you get the idea. I decided against going after this chick because of the “don’t shit where you eat” principle. I like my eye doctor, and I don’t want to have to find a new one just because I was nailing one of his employees, and it went sour. There’s also at least several hot chicks in my condo building, but I don’t go after them based on the “don’t shit where you eat” principle as well. It’s the right decision.

Regardless I should find a new chick to bang. A couple of days ago I was watching the movie, Whiteout. The movie wasn’t that great, but its redeeming feature (besides being in Antarctica) was a scene at the beginning of the movie where Kate Beckinsale takes off all of her clothes and takes a shower. You can watch in below, but I recommend going to youtube to watch it in HD.

It turned me on even more than I would have expected which I think means I need to find a chick who I can give a hard pounding.

The Experiment: I’m not the Tiger Woods of the Roissysphere

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Dec 132009

I know there are something like 18 women claiming to be Tiger Woods’s mistresses. (Ironically, there are 18 holes in golf.) In reality he probably only had 2 or 3. This makes him more comparable to what I have been doing by having two girlfriends at the same time. (Tiger maybe had six mistresses or maybe 5 if his wife counts adding up to six. You can figure out the really bad joke from that.)

When I started this experiment I assumed that I needed to keep my options open. I never thought I would be at the point where I would effectively have two girlfriends. I was thinking that it was going to take a lot more work for me to find even one woman to have sex with me. As a result at every step I didn’t pick one. Even when things got to this point I couldn’t give one up even though I knew I had to do it.

I hated what I was doing. From a practical perspective, it was a headache managing two women like that. It took up so much time. I had to remember not to say the other’s name when with either one of them. Beyond that I hated what I become from a moral/ethical perspective too. I knew I had to do something about this, but I kept finding ways to not do it.

Well, I finally did it. Since I couldn’t pick one, I picked none. I ended it with both of them. Needless to say it wasn’t fun. I really don’t want to go into details, but I did manage to avoid “running over myself with my own car“.

It’s all over with Kristen and Rachel. I’m not going to end the experiment yet, but I am going to take a break from it for two months. In other words I want to get past Christmas, New Years, and Valentines Day before I try again. I have learned some lessons from this which will help me the next time. Next time I want to see if I can do a bit better. Kristen and Rachel weren’t bad by any means. Considering how bad lots of women are (just watch that Jersey Shore series on MTV for some proof) I was doing pretty good even with them. Regardless, I want to see if I can do better. That should also help with falling into another situation where I’m nailing two women.

The experiment will continue on February 15th.

Haters: Susan Walsh and Hate Mail

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Dec 112009

I have some haters to talk about.

First is Susan Walsh who you might know from Hooking Up Smart. She called me a dick (which has become a reoccurring theme), and said that I’m incapable of relating to women as more than “cum dumpsters”. This had me laughing. You guys have read my posts on this. You can determine for yourself if I only relate to women as “cum dumpsters”. What’s really funny about what Susan Walsh said is that if she’s correct, then the reason why I have been able to get women now is because I only relate to women as “cum dumpsters” now. I suspect this isn’t what Susan Walsh wanted to say.

Second is a piece of hate email from “Catherine”. Read it below:

You deserve an award for douchebag goodness. You are the biggest douchebag ever. You ain’t going to get me on me saying you have a small penis. I know your penis isn’t small. I know you’re tall & good looking & very smart & very well endowed. I once had a boyfriend exactly like you that was all of that. He was so well endowed like 10 inches endowed. He screwed me with his giant endowment hurting me. I can see you so clearly. You love hurting women during sex. You guys promote large penis propaganda. I thought the pain was pleasure until a lesbian told me the truth.

With your large penis lies you will always have a stream of cum dumpster servant girls. Feminists like me are going to stop you well endowed guys pleasure-pain rape of women. Real men date feminists.

I really enjoyed reading this piece of hate email. It deserves an award for creativity. It’s easy to tell me I have a small zucchini. It’s harder to turn having a large zucchini into an insult but “Catherine” did. For all of my haters out there, this is the new gold standard you must aspire to.

I deserve an award for “douchebag goodness”??? Clearly “Catherine” has never seen any of that new Jersey Shore series. There’s no way I can be more of a douchebag than any guido or guidette. I never given myself a nickname ever much less one like “the situation”. (Yes, that’s an actual nickname that one of the guidos gave himself.)

Not only am I a “charter member” of the Illuminati and a reptile alien, I’m also part of some sort of conspiracy of men with large zucchinis. This is a conspiracy so successful that we all “pleasure-pain rape” women with our large dicks, and they believe they like it. I don’t know if this is the strangest thing I have ever heard, but its close. That reminds me. I have a meeting of the large dick conspiracy this weekend where we will once again measure our large dicks and discuss new ways to “pleasure-pain rape” women.

And “cum dumpster servant girls”??? Why are the terms “cum dumpster” and “douchebag” coming up this much? Both of those are terms Susan Walsh uses plenty. I doubt she wrote the hate email from “Catherine” because why would she, but it does seem like an odd coincidence.

If you will excuse me, I’m seeing my “cum dumpster servant girls” soon, and I want to get ready to “pleasure-pain rape” them with my 10 inch zucchini and make them think they like it.

The Experiment: Maybe I should dump them both

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Dec 062009

There are many reasons I don’t like having what is essentially two girlfriends. The moral issues are a big reason. The various practical reasons are also big. So far I have managed to make everything work. I have been lucky that I haven’t gotten calls from one when I’m with the other. I have managed not to say the other’s name when I’m with them.

The fact is I never expected this to happen. I never thought that I would have two women interested in me at the same time. After I first met them, I didn’t pick one because I assumed that something would cause me to lose one or both so I didn’t want to lose both. I thought getting as far as I did would be more difficult and take longer so by definition there would be only one woman at a time (assuming I could have even pulled that off).

I don’t know which one I should dump. This weekend I have been thinking maybe I should just dump both. Not only is it an easy solution to the problem, but I having a real problem knowing that both Kristen and Rachel are lying to me. They are both lying a lot and insulting my intelligence by doing it.

Before going on I recommend everyone read this blog entry at The Better Beta about women lying since I am experiencing the same thing because this is commonplace. Some of the things Kristen and Rachel have lied to me about are:

How many guys they have been with. Both of them have told me things along the lines of “I have been with very few guys.” Kristen is 35 years old. She has easily been with 2 gazillion guys. Rachel is only 28 so probably 1.5 gazillion. Both of them said this as reasons that they did not need STD testing. Both of them claimed that clearly I have been with way more women then they have been with men because I was pushing for STD testing.
This is the best sex of my life. Remember Kristen and Rachel aren’t just saying that the sex is good. They are saying its the BEST they ever had. Both of them have been with gazillions of guys, and I, the guy who was a virgin three weeks ago, beat them all out by a wide margin. (Of course, they don’t know I was a virgin a few weeks ago.) Kristen has told me she hopes the sex doesn’t get any better because if it did she’s worried that she would pass out from all the pleasure. Rachel told me that she has orgasmed each and every time we have had sex. Usually it takes her a while for that to happen, and it isn’t consistent even then. Somehow my superior fucking has given her orgasms always each and every time. Both of them have done things that lend credence to what they say such has cooking me breakfast the morning after, but it doesn’t change how unbelievable it all is. If I’m with Kristen and/or Rachel long enough I expect they will start telling me that they have multiple orgasms when I touch their shoulder.
I have never moved this fast with a guy before. This is more Kristen than Rachel somewhat. Remember that Kristen threw herself at me on our “first date”. Kristen explained this later as that she has never wanted sex as much as she has wanted it with me. As a result she couldn’t “control herself”. Both of them said that waiting for their STD results to come back was “torture”. From my experience, there isn’t anything about me that should make a woman want me that much.
I’m willing to do things with you that I’m not willing to do with any other man. I guess my masculinity is so extreme again that Kristen and Rachel are willing to do things with me that they never would under any other circumstances. Yeah right.

What really gets me isn’t the lies as much as how outlandish and unbelievable they are. I might have trouble believing that my first time at sex is really good, but its at least believable compared to the nonsense I’m being fed. I wish that Kristen and Rachel wouldn’t insult my intelligence like that. I should dump them both for this, but as The Better Beta points out this behavior is common in women.

Various Responses

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Nov 302009

I was away or otherwise busy a lot of last week so rather than respond to several comments in their respective threads which may be semi-buried now, I am doing so now. (All of them are from the Where are the angels coming down from Heaven post.)

Chic Noir wrote:

go ahead sweet draws. if she made you breakfast you must’ve done it pretty darn good. I hate to hear what you’ll have women doing after you’ve done the deed 20+ times.

After 20 or more times, will I get eggs benedict or something equivalent? In all seriousness, I’m not sure how I could have been that good. My main concern beforehand was figuring out not to be fumbling around looking like I had never seen a naked woman before.

Chic Noir wrote:

There is a small part of me that cries for your lost purity thought. I liked that sweet innocence.

Kathy wrote:

Me too Chic.

My question to this is: what innocence? Even before I had sex I looked at enough porn that the idea I had any “innocence” in me was a joke. For the rest of my response it’s time to include what Indomitable Thoughts wrote:

It’s interesting how women see virgins as “cute” and “innocent” (unfuckable) until they’ve done the deed, despite all evidence to the contrary.

The most important word there is: unfuckable. Sure, I have had these women and others talk about how great it was that I was “innocent”, but what that really means is unfuckable. Obviously, I’m not unfuckable, but it does represent the real problem which is that these women thought I should maintain some form of “purity” (i.e. never have sex) for the rest of my life. Sure they would say something like i should wait for “love” or “someone special”, but let’s face reality. Such a woman doesn’t exist. Thanks to our current culture that is the reality on the ground.

If you think what I’m doing is a bad idea, then I’m willing to have that conversation with you provided you understand reality. It’s either something similar to what I’m doing or never having sex (again) for the rest of my life. If you’re willing to discuss it in those terms (the terms of the reality on the ground) then I will have that conversation with you.

Bhetti wrote:

I don’t think he feels much different. (Except a little happier and curious, with all these new little things to explore.) He said he’s not going to turn into a pickup artist.

Come on, guys. The man’s too much an adult for being sweetly innocent. Barring waiting for marriage (which is an insane option for Mr. Tech and he doesn’t seem to regard ‘purity’ as ‘virginity’), it’s great he allowed himself to explore the pleasure and pains of enjoying a woman. The impression I get was the only reason he didn’t was because he couldn’t be bothered after difficulty before: it seemed too much trouble for what it was worth. All this exploration can only be a good thing for him, getting him first hand and intimate experience with a woman.

I’m seeing him have long-term girlfriends for the forseeable future, but not much commitment since he likes being independent and definitely doesn’t like the idea of a woman having power over him.

Bhetti, have you found some way to telepathically link to my brain? You understand what is going on with me.

I’m not going to turn into a PUA (pickup artist). I don’t have the temperament for that nor the ability. In other words it’s simply impossible.

You’re right that I couldn’t be bothered because of difficulty before. It was like banging my head against the wall. We all know the best part of banging your head against the wall: WHEN YOU STOP. So I stopped. Even as easy as things are now, I am still not sure that this isn’t more trouble than its worth. I probably will have “long term girlfriends” (in quotes because I’m not sure that this is the best way to describe this) for the foreseeable future, but it does have an end date. Those of you familiar with The Fifth Horseman know he has pointed out with increasing numbers of men learning game that feminists will do something to combat it such as scaling up the false rape industry. I have no idea if it will be that or something else, but it is coming. I will not be caught in it whatever it ends up being.

Bhetti, you’re also right that I really don’t like women having power over me. That’s why I won’t be getting married ever (or at least until there are massive socio-legal changes in this area). All of you I have talked about denying women their power, plenty. As a result nothing I do in this area has a real long term future. It’s hopping from woman to woman. This also makes me wonder if its worth it, but for now I continue.

Chic Noir wrote:

Why are you already thinking about the next woman you’re going to be with??? I been at it for 4 years and I only have two so are you batting for 2 in 2 weeks.

Don’t get yourself a bad reputation youngman.

What is with this “young man” nonsense? I’m 9 years older than you. Actually, it was 2 in 1 week, but I’m not counting. You’re 22. I’m 31. There’s a difference.

Elusive Wapiti wrote:

As a brother who encourages others to lead upright lives, I see this event as something less than ideal. I wouldn’t presume to lecture or preach uninvited here, in this forum in which I am a guest. Rather, I am simply expressing an overall sense of sadness as I read this account.

I am glad however at seeing the notion debunked that a man having sex with a woman is the end-all, be-all and/or definer of masculinity. It is hardly that, no matter what the Code Pink-shaming fembots say (Tally is probably correct that, having lost the ability to impugn your masculinity by mocking your virginity, they’ll probably accuse you of having a short pitot tube or low manifold pressure–euphemisms for having a small dick–next).

Yes, this isn’t ideal. But what is in this area? It’s an imperfect solution for an imperfect fucked up world.

Clearly, I have shown that sex with a woman is meaningless a definer of manhood. Anytime anyone wants proof that such ideas are nonsense all they have to do is point to this series of blog posts.

I already get accused of having a small dick. Nothing new there.

I saved the best for last.

Anonymous wrote:

I think the better part of this experiment is finding out that women aren’t as elusive as you originally thought. Maybe you and your bros can do without sexbots and women slaggin’ blogs after all.

This has me ROTFLAMO for hours. Before I respond further let me add what Monad wrote in response:

Oh…the shaming language of it all!

Yes PM/AFT, all our blogs, websites and forums are just slaggin’ the bytches off coz we havent managed to put our shlongs in one of those elusive wet holes.

Well mate, since you got a shag you have absolutely no reason to take issue with women anymore…you can now close your blog.

I guess so. I’m closing the blog now that I have gotten laid….Just kidding.

This experience has not changed my mind on ANYTHING. I’m still against getting married because given the current social and legal climate, it is like putting your dick into a meat grinder. I still believe that sex bots, VR sex, artificial wombs, and the rest are important pieces of technology that need to be developed as soon as possible to help liberate men. I believe in this as much now as when I was a virgin.

The Experiment: I refused to go to that new Twlight movie

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Nov 282009

Before I get into the rest of this, I know this was Thanksgiving week, but I didn’t get that raise to $250,000 a year I was expecting from my job now that I have gotten laid. I guess there really is no connection between success in other areas of life and sexual/relationship success.

I got back from travelling for Thanksgiving yesterday and got together with Rachel. We had sex. There isn’t a lot to say about it since all of the first time stuff I told you about in my last post doesn’t apply here. Again, I must have done at least a halfway decent job since Rachel seemed pretty happy. I still don’t have a good feel yet for how sexually aggressive I should be.

This morning Rachel started talking about how she hadn’t seen the new Twilight movie yet, and “we should go”. (Why does a 28 year old woman want to see that movie?) Obviously, I refused very strongly. This precipitated something of an argument for a minute leading Rachel to say something I won’t repeat exactly, but it was along the lines of, “PMAFT, why do you have to be such a big dick?” That was it for me. Rachel was out of here. As I was pushing her out the door, Rachel was like, “I’m sorry!!!! I’m sorry!!!!”, but that didn’t stop me.

I have been juggling two women for the last two weeks, and I don’t like it. I was looking for a reason to dump one of them, and this was as good as any. I just got a text message from Rachel apologizing again and begging me to take her back. I’m not inclined to take Rachel back since I don’t want to juggle two women, but if anyone else has any other ideas, I’m listening.

The Experiment: Where are the angels coming down from Heaven?

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Nov 222009

Depending on your perspective this will either be good news, bad news, or you don’t care. Kristen’s STD results came back, and yes I actually saw them. And she is STD free so you know what that means. She was really ready to go. Everything from the way Kristen dressed to what she said and did was screaming take me now.

I have to admit I was nervous. Some of you know I did some “research” on a few things and that did help. While it didn’t make me an expert, it did prevent me from getting lost and looking like I had never done this before. Kristen suspects nothing. I was worried about not being able to get it up and things like that. I was able to relax. We had dinner beforehand, and I did drink some wine so took the edge off. (I also made sure not to drink too much so I didn’t end up with “whiskey dick”.)

It was fun of course, and there were some new experiences for me. Some of them were pretty mundane. For instance, I have been sleeping in a bed big enough for two people for many, many years, but I always slept in the middle. This is the first time I slept on one side of a bed that size. It may seem silly and mundane to you, but its was new to me.

I was expecting some angels to come down from Heaven after this, but that didn’t happen from the way many people claim getting laid is so important to being taken seriously. The mysteries of the universe weren’t revealed to me. It wouldn’t have to have been all of them, just a few would have been enough. We will see tomorrow if I get a raise at work. Lots of people claim that virginity loss is required to have real, high paying jobs. Given that I was pulling down a massive salary before losing my virginity, I’m expecting that tomorrow I will start earning a salary of at least $250,000 a year. (Given my current salary, it has to be raised to at least a quarter of a million dollars for those guys to be right.) If this doesn’t happen tomorrow, then you guys can make it correct by sending me money. Since this is a one time payment, all you guys who believe that financial success and sexual/relationship success are tied together, must send me at least half a million dollars ($500,000) total between all of you before I will admit you’re right.

One thing this experiment has shown me so far is that there was no “improvement” involved. I have read plenty from people who claim that going from not getting laid to getting laid means that you have “improved” yourself in some nebulous way. It’s nebulous since self improvement in all other cases is clearly objective. Regardless, I didn’t change myself in this experiment. I didn’t “improve” myself in any way.

Kristen made me breakfast this morning, and when I say made breakfast I mean actually made breakfast (specifically omelettes). I take this to mean I must have done at least a halfway decent job in nailing her since I would assume that women don’t make breakfast for guys who failed to satisfy them in bed the previous night.

Even now after having sex, there is still a great deal I’m still feeling out and getting comfortable with. I don’t have a good grasp of just how sexually aggressive I should be. There is a lot to be said for turning a woman’s expectations that you will be sexually aggressive as soon as possible on its ear and making her beg for it instead. Sofia at GirlGame said that being chased sexually gives women a position of power. It seems like a good idea to deny that power.

I still amazed at how easy so much of this was. Of course, the idea that this would be like getting blood from a stone has not left my mind yet, so compared to that anything is “easy”. I am also noticing something along the lines of all I have to do is tell Kristen (or Rachel) that I want something and they deliver. Is that part of being dominant and them being submissive? I really don’t know (yet). Like I said, I still feeling my way around so much of this.

I know many of my haters are really pissed now since they can’t call me a loser virgin anymore. I expect some invention from them to come up with ideas to work around this problem. I look forward to reading the nonsense they come up with.