I once studied the dark arts of feminism because I thought it wold give me the ability to impress a girl. After a long time I finally gained the trust of a group of girls.
I talked the talk, I walked the walk, but what I really had was a formulating plan to get with one or more of them. As time went on I gained more of their trust and then something weird happened.
I started feeling really bad about what I was doing. Was this wrong? I was hanging around with them, waiting for them to be at their most vulnerable and for what? Something that would betray their trust in me. I had a good long look in the mirror, thinking about what I was doing.
Then I heard voices from outside, coming through the air vent. It was the girls and they were discussing me!
"I can't take it anymore" one of them said, "I'm going to f*~K him right now when he comes out of the toilet."
"No! Don't!" another one said "...because I wanna do it!"
I couldn't believe my ears as the girls talked about the kind of things they wanted to do to me. The stuff they talked about was far filthier than what I wanted to do with any of them.
"How do we do it though?"
"Let's make up a bunch of stuff on how it's for the cause"
"Yeah and then we can all do him at once!"
I was in a daze as I left the toilet. All this time I thought I was the one in desperation. I was welcomed with all smiles as I got back to the group.
"Hey we wanna do something we need you for. Let's go to a quiet place, ok?" one of them said.
"O.... Ok..." I said as they surrounded me and took me by the hand, taking me away.
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