One of the chicks I currently have in my rotation is 25 years old and a hard 9 (could be a 10 with makeup and dressed to the 9s) so basically she's a trophy that doubles as social proof booster.
Anyway she was over this past Saturday and after we banged a couple times, I jumped on my laptop to get some work done while she chilled on my couch watching tv and playing with her phone.
I guess she was feeling ignored because out of the blue she blurts out "I'm not materialistic at all." Typical snowflaking. Aside of the red pill faction of my crew, I rarely engage in relationship discussions with anyone...male or female.
But the whole "I'm not materialistic" statement was chum I couldn't pass up. I treaded carefully because I didn't know the whole situation....I only assumed it.
Me: You're not materialistic?
Her: No. It doesn't matter what a man has. I'm independent and can take care of myself.
Me: We're all materialistic on some level...
Her: Not me. I can do for myself. If I want something I can get it for myself. I don't need a man to get it for me and I prefer him not to.
Me: Well what about Tim? You're telling me that if he didn't drive a Mercedes and live in condo downtown you wouldn't have messed with him?
She made a disgusted and confusede face. I thought I had drawn blood with the shiv and braced for the angry hamster that was about to rear its ugly head was about to rear its ugly head.
Her: Oh gawd no. I've never liked him like that. He's just a friend. Eww.
I laughed in a way that clearly said "I don't believe you"
Her: Seriously, I don't want him. I know he wants to fuck me but I just don't see him that way.
Me: Guess I had you all wrong...
Her: I'm not saying he's not decent looking and not husband material, I just don't want him right now. I'm only 25, I've got plenty of time.
I chuckled and turned back to my computer
Her: I mean he said he'd take care of me, I would never have to work, and that he'd have me driving around in whatever I wanted but I don't need that. I need a man who respects me enough to give me my independence. I'd rather drive around a hooptie I bought myself than a fancy car bought by a man.
Me: Oh, I totally agree.
This chick is 3 years, maybe less from crashing into the wall and has no plans on hopping off the carousel to lock down a man who not only wants her, but can obviously provide her with the lifestyle she'd prefer no matter what she says.
Tim's problem was that he had no game. He offered her the world which, these days, is a vagina dehydrator because women don't need men anymore on account of the government bailing them out of their bad life decisions.
Now I'm not as flush with cash as Tim but I live a pretty good lifestyle. But the reason I'm fucking this chick and he's not is because a) I've made it clear through my actions that I'm not a meal ticket, which (hot) chicks dig and b) my SMV is higher than his.
When men offer women the world without her having earned it, it wreaks of the stench of thirst and oneitis. The statement she made that caught my ear was "and not husband material." This clearly means Tim is her parachute when her looks start to fade.
For now I'm good with being her latest horse on her carousel ride....
Anyway she was over this past Saturday and after we banged a couple times, I jumped on my laptop to get some work done while she chilled on my couch watching tv and playing with her phone.
I guess she was feeling ignored because out of the blue she blurts out "I'm not materialistic at all." Typical snowflaking. Aside of the red pill faction of my crew, I rarely engage in relationship discussions with anyone...male or female.
But the whole "I'm not materialistic" statement was chum I couldn't pass up. I treaded carefully because I didn't know the whole situation....I only assumed it.
Me: You're not materialistic?
Her: No. It doesn't matter what a man has. I'm independent and can take care of myself.
Me: We're all materialistic on some level...
Her: Not me. I can do for myself. If I want something I can get it for myself. I don't need a man to get it for me and I prefer him not to.
Me: Well what about Tim? You're telling me that if he didn't drive a Mercedes and live in condo downtown you wouldn't have messed with him?
She made a disgusted and confusede face. I thought I had drawn blood with the shiv and braced for the angry hamster that was about to rear its ugly head was about to rear its ugly head.
Her: Oh gawd no. I've never liked him like that. He's just a friend. Eww.
I laughed in a way that clearly said "I don't believe you"
Her: Seriously, I don't want him. I know he wants to fuck me but I just don't see him that way.
Me: Guess I had you all wrong...
Her: I'm not saying he's not decent looking and not husband material, I just don't want him right now. I'm only 25, I've got plenty of time.
I chuckled and turned back to my computer
Her: I mean he said he'd take care of me, I would never have to work, and that he'd have me driving around in whatever I wanted but I don't need that. I need a man who respects me enough to give me my independence. I'd rather drive around a hooptie I bought myself than a fancy car bought by a man.
Me: Oh, I totally agree.
This chick is 3 years, maybe less from crashing into the wall and has no plans on hopping off the carousel to lock down a man who not only wants her, but can obviously provide her with the lifestyle she'd prefer no matter what she says.
Tim's problem was that he had no game. He offered her the world which, these days, is a vagina dehydrator because women don't need men anymore on account of the government bailing them out of their bad life decisions.
Now I'm not as flush with cash as Tim but I live a pretty good lifestyle. But the reason I'm fucking this chick and he's not is because a) I've made it clear through my actions that I'm not a meal ticket, which (hot) chicks dig and b) my SMV is higher than his.
When men offer women the world without her having earned it, it wreaks of the stench of thirst and oneitis. The statement she made that caught my ear was "and not husband material." This clearly means Tim is her parachute when her looks start to fade.
For now I'm good with being her latest horse on her carousel ride....