Anytime Attraction

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I started this journey looking for a girlfriend. Any girl really. Didn’t matter if she was asian, didn’t matter if she was white, didn’t matter if she wasn’t that attractive, etc, etc. I would have been satisfied with a 4/10 ug.

But. Life doesn’t work that way - not for me anyway.

It went more like this - every single girl I talked to somehow ended up being completely and utterly repulsed by me. And you might think that’s ok, not everyone likes everyone in this world. And that’s a fair point. But some of them did. Some would even escalate & lead the conversation for me, they would even go out on a date with me.. But.. some way, some how, I always.. fucked it up.

My dates would always end in a certain set of unavoidable ways;

• Nothing would happen; I waited for her to be ‘attracted’ to me enough so I can make the move, but it never happened. I would go home alone, in anger, blaming, the girl for not feeling attracted :D

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I was just casually doing some research for the business when I got a flurry of messages from Jimmy, the last of which read: “And it’s dark”

My first impression was that maybe he just approached an ug1 thinking she was an 8 from behind because it was dark...

Or he was on the verge of killing himself due to the painful dark period he was going through.

I opened up Whatsapp to see this:

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I pulled her panties up and off her ankles for the umpteenth time…unveiling a white mucousy liquid which covered her tightly slit vag.

She was still a virgin.

A look of disgust overwhelmed my face. But I dived in, hiding my grimace.

At the time, I was still unversed at the art of cunninglingus. I flapped my tongue against her drenched orifice with my eyes tightly shut… trying to not think of the putrid smell and/or taste.

It was gonna be my second ever lay… and I was willing to do anything to not fuck it up.

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I strapped on the Anytime singlet and adjusted my Sesame Street underwear. It was a fine day Saturday afternoon in Sydney. PERFECT for meeting your next soul mate on streets.

For those who don’t know, when the mercury rises above 20 past the therm-o-meter, girls in Sydney take it as an invitation to fulfill their fantasies by dressing up like hookers.

Some of the things girls wear on a sunny day in Sydney is simply criminal… but no one is complaining.

It is one of the gifts of life.

Jimmy and I had been accustomed to this over the years, on a Saturday afternoon it’s like going to the supermarket for some veges and milk, going to the barber shop for a quick haircut, going to the butchers for a fine piece of meat