I've been deliberating for months whether to post about a blacklisted minority for some time. Let's face it. Though it gives me a moment's respite, such posts do more harm than good to my reputation. Not that I care about how the general public see me- the panty seller. But this may scare away potential buyers -yes that you reading this now in the middle of the night!
However recently there's a spike of T R O L Ls and even "Females" writing in to me, not forgetting the regular stream of vicious comments and disturbing emails I've received.
Compared to many anonymous spiteful keyboard warriors who for some reason like to see harm descent upon me or just wanna watch the world burn, there's a minority who I really abhor- the Wolves in Sheep's clothing.
These seemingly Nice Guys are usually well-educated and attached (meaning they have at least one readily accessible girl/woman but they are on my blog, and reaching out to me, even though they have no fetish). They will offer to make a small donation to make me feel indebted to them. What followed was days, weeks and sometimes even months of Long Converstions over email or chat apps to develop some surreal connection. Needless to say, this curiosity and intrigue about the other party led to a meetup and it's all history. They'd "vanish into thin air" after we have established a connection or friendship knowing each other. These damages transcend the extra dollars customers try to get more for their buck. Personally, I find these phoney guys the worst lot.
The fateful day actually was weeks ago on 4 July when I bumped into him in town one early evening on a weekday. Wow, and the last I'd heard from him before he disappeared was in end April when he was telling me how he been spending close to midnight at his work place. LIAR.
In the past he used to ask me "I'm attached but I feel interested and intrigued by you. Am I a demon?" I used to tell him hey it's not, don't take it too hard on yourself. Even married men told me they get curious but they still get home after meeting me, so no harm done. But I change my stance now. You are a Pretenious Rude Demon* for pulling this deceptive act, something I can't tolerate in guys. what's so hard with acknowledging me with a nod or a simple hi. Do you really think I would tell your gf in the face how you wanted my grannies when she's having available thongs under that mini skirt of hers?
(* He calls himself the inner demon in him wanted to bla bla. So I'm not name-calling.)
However recently there's a spike of T R O L Ls and even "Females" writing in to me, not forgetting the regular stream of vicious comments and disturbing emails I've received.
Enough is Enough.
Compared to many anonymous spiteful keyboard warriors who for some reason like to see harm descent upon me or just wanna watch the world burn, there's a minority who I really abhor- the Wolves in Sheep's clothing.
These seemingly Nice Guys are usually well-educated and attached (meaning they have at least one readily accessible girl/woman but they are on my blog, and reaching out to me, even though they have no fetish). They will offer to make a small donation to make me feel indebted to them. What followed was days, weeks and sometimes even months of Long Converstions over email or chat apps to develop some surreal connection. Needless to say, this curiosity and intrigue about the other party led to a meetup and it's all history. They'd "vanish into thin air" after we have established a connection or friendship knowing each other. These damages transcend the extra dollars customers try to get more for their buck. Personally, I find these phoney guys the worst lot.
The fateful day actually was weeks ago on 4 July when I bumped into him in town one early evening on a weekday. Wow, and the last I'd heard from him before he disappeared was in end April when he was telling me how he been spending close to midnight at his work place. LIAR.
In the past he used to ask me "I'm attached but I feel interested and intrigued by you. Am I a demon?" I used to tell him hey it's not, don't take it too hard on yourself. Even married men told me they get curious but they still get home after meeting me, so no harm done. But I change my stance now. You are a Pretenious Rude Demon* for pulling this deceptive act, something I can't tolerate in guys. what's so hard with acknowledging me with a nod or a simple hi. Do you really think I would tell your gf in the face how you wanted my grannies when she's having available thongs under that mini skirt of hers?
(* He calls himself the inner demon in him wanted to bla bla. So I'm not name-calling.)
Your eyes aren't playing tricks on you if you think the atmosphere in the right picture is kinda cold.
As much as I find you obnoxious, I hope she still wants that BTO or whatever excuse you have coined without battling your eyelids.
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