URNotAlone

Show me the money....

February 24th, 2008 10:43 pm MST

Can you do that? Can you show me the money, so I know your serious. I went out this weekend and as usual there were plenty of guys who wanted me. My little stalker was there too so it was a pretty great weekend overall.

Saturday night when I got to the village probably around 10 or so. I was immediately approached by a very pleasant and polite gentleman who bought my first drink and made me laugh with his introduction. I liked him right from the start. Why you may ask? He had something to say, he was well dressed and he spent money on me without expectation. We talked for quite some time. He really wasn't my type so I did let him know that he had no chance of bedding me but I would be happy to introduce him to a girl or two that might be more to his liking.

As you girls know I'm polite and am not in the habit of being a tease. I was not going to take advantage of this man when we obviously were not looking for the same things. I wont go into where our differences were but he wanted some things that I just could not give him so I knew pursuing a relationship would be fruitless.

like all my columns girls their is a nugget on it's way so press on and it will be revealed. With all the men I encounter and the many who would like an erotic encounter with me I've began to see a compelling truth. After some recent discussions with a wonderful and intelligent girl on this site, she knows who she is but for the rest, here's is a hint .....DH. Now I'll press on with this labor of love as a gift to my sisters here.

Most men are spineless cowards. I'm not to worried about them reading this since the vast majority obviously don't know how. Strangely enough they can't write either.....

Recently I have been corresponding with a truly wonderful man in another state should he read this he won't be bothered since I'm not talking about him. He is no coward. For the rest of you timid little children, stay home and play with your Lincoln logs and quit bothering the adults. Go get your little sippy cup and watch cartoons. Mommy is busy doing grown up things.

Why is it that all the children who think they are men actually believe I want to go home with them or invite them into my home when I hardly know them. None of them can afford a woman like me anyhow. Hello!! I spent 100.00 dollars getting a pedicure and manicure on Friday, a biweekly occurrence for those who are wondering. Do the math...Show me the money.

Why on earth do you think I am even remotely interested in you if you can't afford to pay 6 dollars to get in the door. You show up at 2am expecting to "score" with a woman wearing an out fit she spent 1500.00 dollars on and you think you're in her league. Get real.

Your sooooo curious about me and dream about being with a woman like me but are to dam spineless to even say hello. You just follow me around like some little puppy and stare at me from afar. Do you actually think I get so drunk that by the end of the night I'll be more interested in your utter bullshit?

You have the nerve to imply that I'm a tease and that you want all off me and you need more than what I am willing to give. What you NEED, SCREW YOU! What about what I need you little jerk.

My life has cost me a small fortune and the bills keep coming. You think your little offer of some platitudes is what I'm looking for. Give me a break, do you even have a clue about me or what I have gone through. Oh I'll bet you're curious. Well keep wondering what it's like to bed a woman as incredibly hot as I am because you are never getting into my knickers.

I swear if one more of you losers walks up to me at 3am while I'm drinking a coffee before driving home and touches me I'll slap you into next week!! I am not your property and certainly do not have a sign on my back that says "grope all you want". Oh sure if you have a limo waiting or your Learjet on the pad I'll be happy to blow you right here but if you cant show me the money then just get lost.

I go out because I have a stressful job, I like to listen to the music and visit with my friends, which you are not. My friends call me when I'm sick and like to see me weather I look fabulous or not. If you're to much of a limp dick cretin to be seen with me in daylight or don't want your wife to know what your up to then just go home. ALONE!! I probably look better than she does anyway.

It's no wonder real men have such a bad reputation With all the cheap losers like you out there. Do us all a favor, go kill yourself and save the gene pool the trouble of natural selection. If you're broke, I don't want you, and am not interested in being with you. I pay my own way and am not going to pay yours too. Where is the money!!

There is a reason why all the men want me.....it's not because I dress like a queen. It's not because I'm good in the sack or because I wear diamonds and fur.....

On second thought that IS EXACTLY WHY all the men want me.

That also the reason why nobody wants you! Ratty old jeans and wrinkled shirts, wrapped up in a callous and gutter vocabulary is not endearing. Being to dam scared to say hello in a polite way. Having a vocabulary of "hey baby" and "your so hot" is also why you will never score with a woman like me.

All you guys talk so tough and act like your owed our favors. Well your not! If you're to much of a chicken shit to admit you want a girl like me then I definitely don't want you. If you can't pick up the phone and call me and pursue me then to hell with you. I thought men were supposed to be hunters. Trying to pick off the lambs who stray from the heard is not hunting is cowardice. Real men are secure in what they want and know what they like. They are not all wishy washy like a bunch of wet noodles. A real man can get it up anywhere and any time and show a girl he is ready to play.

There are some really nice men on this site, I know and have spoken to them. I've met some nice men in other places to. So if some loser is trying to make time with you and is to scared to admit he wants you why the hell would you want him.

I can show you the money, can you show me?