Kristi
When I go out with the girls to have a fun night out, that is what I
want. To have fun. To flirt and dance and drink a little or a lot, according to
my whim at the moment. I am a Heartless Bitch because it is always me the the
rest of my friends turn to, to get rid of the unwanted hangers-on. You know the
type that seem to appear cute at first ( though I can't see it from my viewpoint
) then obnoxious, and at the end of the night turn desperate, even a little
mean? I am the one that has to burst the bubble of hopeful upcoming raw sex they
promise is forthcoming if we just take them back to our room. The honesty is
some times too much for them literally. They don't get it normally at first, but
within moments of me getting impatient and finally rude they get the picture.
Usually with a few choice words aimed at me, which personally, I take as a
compliment and they will finally give up. None of my friends can understand why
I find most of the games that they play amusing, but not worthy of my time.
Confrontation is the least of my worries in life. Most men that I meet are
all just that...men. Nothing that I can say that is other than the usual give me
TV, food, a roof over my head and sex every night and whoo hooo let's get
married, I don't want to be alone. There is more to life but many people both
male and female truly don't know this.
Country: United States
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