A woman for the ages.

 I like girls of all different sizes and ages. I do have a preference, but it's hard to pin down an accurate description. I suppose the traditional sense of beauty would apply. Sexual attraction is more than looks. It all has to do with distance. Like a male spider trying to get laid without getting eaten. First is looks. You gotta take a certain amount of shit from all women. They better look good. That song about finding an ugly girl to marry you is horseshit. Make the pretty one yours, or you'll just have to ensure the same shit from some ugly bitch. 

I thought I'd take an inventory. The youngest so far it's the cousin at 26. The blonde at 32, the brunette at 39, , but I prefer girls that can at least breed. I quickly lose interest in a girl is she can't have children. The no future with her, even if it was a complicated nightmare of a future. Chris Hanson and modern society would have you believe there's a pedophile around every corner. All men are interested, but there's no opportunity. At least that's what I used to think. The longer my tooth gets the more annoying kids become. And I mean the Scooby Doo early 20s kids. The older women know how to lock in and really fuck. So I guess my sweet spot is 30's, where they learned how to fuck, and still have hope of a family one day. One more  dysfunctional unit to add to the population.

The brunette is supposed to be headed over. She says otherwise, but I don't think I can ever get her pregnant. She's had a few kids already. I think she's done. Hard to let go of that good time though. 

I have known many girls out here that after meeting me, went and got knocked up but other men. Too many to count. You'd think I'd be THE eligible bachelor. Kinda hurts the ego. Some would say I was dodging bullets. I see it as the ultimate rejection. I was driving one slut hooker home once, and she pointed to a guy holding a sign on the street corner intersection saying that he just fathered her latest child. I asked her, “you'd rather have a kid with that guy instead of me?" "We got horny sitting in a tent and fucked," she admitted.

This goes back to my earlier theory that the only qualification you need to be a parent is to simply to fuck someone.

The brunette came over, but she spends way too much time getting high. I told her I hate it when she comes over and does this shit here. She doesn't care. At all. So whatever. Blow a load in the shank, drop her off with 60 and a dirty pussy. Another day done.