Hiding in the trees!

 There is supposedly some tribe in the Amazon Rainforest with only 7 men and 3000 women has. This is a viral video on TikTok. The comments left are all the same. Distilled to "where is it? Send me there!" You have to be someone like me to understand the true horror of constant women’s demands, especially pertaining to sex and money, which I by now equate as the same thing.

Girls hand me endlessly for dates. The problem I have with this is that I’m not always in the mood, and not being in the mood I don’t want to pay the money they now demand. It used to be $40, but apparently those days are long gone. Now they want 60 or 80 which is a lot for every day. Every day is a lot of fucking for anyone, but they don't care. drug addicts have this horrible addictive need to get as high as often as possible and that costs an incredible amount of money. When I make myself available as a source of money, women literally pound on my door. Today is one example of that. The blonde kept calling and calling and texting, and finally even after I told her later today, she came over. Some bear of a man drove her over and she pounded on my door until I let her in. She’s beautiful. The sex is always nice. But she’s here for what she wanted: $80. That is the sole reason she is here. So as the guy waited in the truck, and as she waited for me to get hard, there is an embarrassing pause of which I did not want to begin with. I eventually got off. I wasn’t gonna let her out the door without doing that, mostly because she will take the money regardless.

She can’t understand why I’m not hard like a teenager. It is because she doesn’t know that I fucked the brunette yesterday. And that short girl with big tits the day before. Both of which demanded to come over. So there is this never ending cycle of me blowing them off because I don’t want to do anything, especially when I have to spend money to do it. Their insistence bothers me. Because I, unlike them, do not have a habit that demands I address the needs of that habit. They have to get high every day. I don’t need sex every day. So now it’s become a game of avoiding them, because they are always hungry, always needy. Much like those Amazon tribesmen, I may have to start hiding in trees too.