One Step Back To Get Two Steps Ahead
What the fuck? This number looked familiar…Oh Shit! It was the chick from gym—yeah, my bad tempered tennis companion from last weekend. Fuck picking up the phone. Leave me a message bitch. I didn’t know what the fuck she wanted; I thought she was a lost cause. I just finished blasting my seed over the 18 year old earlier today and didn’t want to potentially open myself up to any drama from this Ms. Thinks She’s Too Good.
Shit, diva-bitch called again a minute later. Did the broad not learn how to use a voicemail? “What’s up?” I said. “How come you’re not picking up your phone?” she yelled. Hold the fuck up. Was I the only one to notice how disastrous our tennis date went? She then apologized for her behavior and I calmly explained to her that I wasn’t interested in seeing her again. The diva-ass bitch insisted I give her a second chance to make a good impression—I had her hanging on my leash. I told her I’d give her a call when I was free. She must have noticed the big bulge coming from my tennis shorts that one day.
This, my brothers, is how to take control of the situation. You let the broad think she has the upper hand. But in reality, you’re one step ahead. Temporarily keep your dick in your pants in order to tap that ass at your discretion—longevity. Utilize the sensitivity card once in a while and play it cool, because scripted bitches like her are a dime a dozen. They think they’re the shit, and then once they get checked, they come back begging to get your attention. I might do her a favor and give her the fuck of her life.
Bitches nowadays need to pick up their pen and pad and take notes from Ms. Naughty Coco over at FuckHerRight.com. Naked and ready with her pussy exposed to the world freely, the word “high maintenance” doesn’t exist. A woman’s mouth was not made to speak, it was made to suck. Ms. Naughty Coco knows how the drill goes. And shit, with a FREE TRIAL run? That’s music to my cock.