We worked out a date, but I was out of town, so she texted me daily. I decided to test game, so I put her down with hard core insults the whole time. She ate it up! So, come the day before our big date, and she’s texting saying she wants to meet so bad but her classes don’t get out until 1000. I simply wouldn’t drive across town to meet some 19-year-old I barely knew. But she was willing to come to a coffee shop near me. So I agreed to meet her.

I was expecting a slightly innocent young girl very enamored with me. I met a sassy, intellectually mature, slut. She made her sluttiness super clear. She mentioned that actually she was 18, but she put 19 on PoF so over 30 guys could talk to her. I literally checked her id to make sure. I knew this girl might have issues, but she was fun to talk to and it had been a year since my last pussy. So, when the shop turned out their lights I invited her to my place to keep talking. When we got there she didn’t want any water, any drinks, any tv. So I made up stuff to talk about. She kept alluding to sex. I mentioned my awful saggy mattress and she wanted me to ‘prove’ my story was true – an incredibly lame way to say she wanted me to take her to bed without saying it. So I jumped in for the kiss and within 10 minutes we were naked. She did this lame I’m gonna kiss you no I’m not, come hither, thing, took off her own bra. She resisted me trying to take her panties off, and I told her strait up that “no means no” so if she said no it meant no. She said she liked guys who forced her, and replaced “no” with “stop”. She giggled and moaned when I slapped her and demeaned her. I literally said, “bitch suck my dick”. And she honestly did a good job (I’ve never been that rough before, but I had been reading red pill stuff).

By the way, at the coffee shop I made it clear that my job will have me move soon and it was almost a certainty that if we dated it couldn’t turn into a LTR.

She left, and the next day it was time for our actual date. She cancelled 30 minutes before. She said she was sick from my condom because she was allergic to latex and forgot.

After almost a week, after not hearing from her, I texted her. She said she regretted her choice. I asked if she was really sick, saying I did believe her but wanted to ask. She texted, “Really? Bye.” I texted her that I didn’t deal with drama, I liked her, but if she was going to have drama it was not going to happen. She texted, “Okay, bye.” The next day I got a random 500-word text about her shame, and fear of me leaving her. I told her I wouldn’t mislead her, nor cheat on her, but that we probably would never develop into a LTR. She replied with she really wanted to see me. I said okay let’s go on a date (like, actually out somewhere to do an activity, which we had yet to do). She declined, but later said she just wanted to come over. I said, sure, let’s cook dinner and watch a movie.

(I think her ‘shame’ was her way of trying to guilt me into reneging my no LTR stance, even though my issue was having to move soon, not use her somehow, though by this point I had no interest whatsoever in a LTR with her because of the drama. All women’s words and communication to men – especially when it’s sexual in nature – are meant to manipulate. It’s not a sincere communication, unless she’s betaized you, maybe.)

So I made her actually go to the store with me to buy a few things and spend a couple hours cooking. She complained the whole time. What a little brat. But, since she had hardly expressed an interest in spending time with me, and clearly (by her constant batted eyes, and kissing, and sexual language) just wanted sex. So I started a movie with her, and she complained about it. So I kissed her and minutes later… off to bed.

Now, here’s where I messed up… maybe (we’ll see). So I bought some non-latex condoms, but the brand didn’t fit me well (long story short, pun intended, I’m small enough that a condom doesn’t stay on unless I’m really hard, and sometimes I have to put it in for it to get hard). She claimed since our first encounter to be on the Depo shot. She showed the bump on her arm. She is the child of a single mother, and waxed on and on about her terrible childhood and her hatred of her mother and how she’s better, and how she was a big slut in high school. I made it clear that if a girl ever got pregnant by me, she could expect zero contact with me, and a miserable life.

(now here’s my mistake. Why would a girl who wants to be better than her mom care about repeating mistakes? She would if she was a man. However, more than likely her mother had a biological imperative, which she would share. More on that later when I go on about why I think she was interested in me)

So, I didn’t ‘go’ inside her. My thought was that I believed her, but if my little soldiers got ‘all up in there’ they might last for weeks and somehow beat the shot. It was a hedge. I bring it up because at one point she was on top. She kept going and going and I was going to burst so I told her “stop, get off”. She said no and kept going, saying it didn’t matter, saying she deserved it, saying it was only fair for her to not have to stop. By the way, this is a clear definition of rape from the feminist perspective. I clearly said stop and she spent time arguing with me as she kept going. Of course, being the strong male helped – I threw her off. She was p~~~ed, and said she didn’t want to have sex anymore. I said fine. After 5 awkward, angry, silent, naked minutes, she finally invited me back into her pussy. I pumped for a minute then finished onto a towel that I snatched from her.

She went home. I didn’t hear from her for a week, then got a text with the same deal. I decided not to deal with the bs this time. I told her fine when she said “bye”.

Two weeks later I was horny and for god’s sake I don’t know why, messaged her. I thought I could manage the crazy and have someone to hang out with so I wouldn’t be so lonely – oh, and why not have a little sex too? She said she missed me too, and proceeded to send a bunch of nudie pics of herself. That drove me nuts.

She came over the next day and we had sex again. Same deal. No condom, but pulling out, her swearing she was on the shot and “honestly I could cum in her if I wanted because there was no way she wanted to be pregnant”.

Now, after this she said her last boyfriend got her pregnant, she had an emotional abortion because he said he’d be with her if she did because now just wasn’t the right time (what a genius, boys. Sadly works the one time only). This is why she started getting the shot. She mentioned telling her mom “she was better than her” because she wasn’t pregnant at 18. Sort. Of. True. Oh, and after the incident she started drinking Vodka nightly and couldn’t quit. Keep in mind that when we first met she claimed to not like partying, had been drunk maybe twice, didn’t like it, and felt too mature for all that.

I asked her why she lied. She said, “Would you honestly have dated me if you knew I was an alcoholic?” Um… NO BITCH!

So a week later I texted her and said I just couldn’t date an alcoholic, that even if she quit I just wouldn’t know if it was for me, and that she needed to get her life together before trying at a relationship. Of course, she said this as if I too would think it was perfectly reasonable. And honestly there was a bit of male-brain self-awareness at the periphery of her lockstep rationalization. A true woman wouldn’t admit it so plainly.

To be nice (because I knew by now that I was done with women, and so I didn’t keeping her around for a little bit longer), I said I’d still date her – but no LTR and no more sex either. Again, we had yet to actually go out and do something, her having cancelled twice by now.

She flipped, said all kinds of terrible things, etc. Worst of all she said that antibiotics she had recently taken might have interfered with her birth control and she “hoped she was pregnant” because “f~~~ you.” Let me add that prior to this I shared a very intimate story with her about my ex-wife who pulled some preggo scare shenanigans that messed with me, caused me depression, and nearly caused me to drop out of college. She couldn’t have been more hurtful. I mean, I’m fine. It’s just that she was clearly aiming as low as possible.

So I went all beta (hoping to anti-game her into losing interest). I got needy, emotional. I lied about my sexual history saying she was part of a more exclusive group than she was. I said I was scared, blah blah.

I’ve noticed that when you go beta, women immediately get sympathetic and nurturing. On PoF, after meeting this girl and before quitting a couple of weeks later, I turned my profile into a ‘screed’ against how awful women are. Surprisingly, I immediately received about 5 messages from women saying how substantive I was and how grateful they were for a guy like me. Unsurprisingly, this lasted about one exchange worth of messages.

I feel like women can transition immediately from alpha attraction to beta nurturing, converting their continual attention from the one feeling to the other. They actually need a minute afterwards to realize what has happened and that they don’t feel attracted anymore. That is, because of nurturing, they feel committed still. So they have to sort of realize that they aren’t attracted and still want that, and that takes time.

Anyway, I hope I pulled this off with this girl. I consoled her and she calmed down. We agreed to date, but no sex. I invited her to come bowling this weekend. She texted, after the anger, that “she truly loves me with all her heart and just wants to be together even though I don’t think it’s possible”.

Guess what?

Dropped off the face of the earth by the time of the weekend date. I’m writing right now, somewhat grateful I didn’t have to deal with her today. To be honest, without the drama I might have fun just bowling and messing around with her. But she’s a powder keg.

I’m waiting for a nutso text tomorrow or sometime about how she just can’t deal with this relationship. I’m not looking forward to it.

More than anything else, I want to make sure she’s not preggers. I don’t really think she is – despite her instability I do believe she had an abortion recently and at least got the one three month shot (her nips tasted sour, which I thought was because of her youth, but it was because of the pregnancy which lasted about a month and a half – how do I know what this tastes like – god I know – I dated a single mom who had stopped nursing about 3 months before I dated her). But, you know, I feel like I could honestly not hear from her until about a year from now when I get served a legal “to-pay” notice.

I feel like I want to be nice to her, to manage her so that if she is pregnant I can pay or something to get an abortion. At least to get the peace of mind.

Anyway, STAY TUNED, for updates – I’m sure there will be more drama.

Here’s the lesson regardless: I’m a committed MGTOW now. I’ve dealt with this stuff too much and I’m done. Sure, an unstable, alcoholic, emotionally abused 18-year old is the not the best representation of all women. But her behavior falls into the female pattern, and is only magnified by her instability. In other words, the extent of her behavior might be driven by her circumstances, but the nature of her behavior – the content of it – is shaped by her female nature.

This gets into the question of why she likes me – well it’s somewhat obvious – but what is it she wants from me? How can she expect me to like someone who would lie, be alcoholic, have nothing to offer me, and so forth? She never wanted to go on an actual date. I think they didn’t interest her, to the point of her not wanting to bother.

And yet, she threw herself at me sexually as if this would gain her something.

My interpretation is that she’s acting on pure female instinct. She doesn’t actually think that I’m this hero that will save her, even if she hopes for as much. She just feels compelled to offer her body, her instincts offering to her a false confirmation, an emotional/chemical response, that generates a feeling that she’ll be provided for and everything will be taken care of. So, she’s not seeking to be provided for, she’s seeking the feeling like everything will be okay – by offering sex to men she likes.

She mentioned I ‘used’ her. I mentioned her sluttiness. Her reply was that she did that because she thought it would make me like her. As if her private, manipulative bulls~~~ was something I should be responsible for. As if by not fulfilling her private fantasy I was breaching some contract with her. Again, not the first time I’ve encountered this – and we all know what’s going on here.

She’s faced with confusion. She clearly doesn’t want to just go on platonic dates. Maybe she knows that this definitely won’t go anywhere. I think she knows I’ll never ever have an LTR with her, but her female instincts tell her that sexual availability is like magic that will make the unreal suddenly possible. This doesn’t reconcile with rational thought, and she’s young, hence the confusion resulting from a less trained hamster.

As for her saying she loves me – I can’t imagine she does (particularly with the hurtful comments). When I was 18 I was moon struck a time or two. I get that. But do women love like we men do? Do they possess a singular, sacrificial devotion? Well, in any event, she hardly seems interest in more than sex. Thus, I conclude that her exclamation of love is just a last minute attempt at manipulation.

Again, she knows an LTR isn’t possible, and she might ‘feel’ love – but this is all part of a design that she’s automatically fulfilling in an effort to manipulate a provider.

So, let me know what you think, and follow up I’ll post more as this saga concludes.

And when it’s over, I’m done with women.

Going MGTOW, while young, is probably a good idea because you can set your life up well during a critical time without the distraction.

She is the child of a single mother, and waxed on and on about her terrible childhood and her hatred of her mother and how she’s better, and how she was a big slut in high school. I made it clear that if a girl ever got pregnant by me, she could expect zero contact with me, and a miserable life.

Once she told you this, you should of ran…and I dont mean blow her off..just slowly push her away..

Women with bad “childhoods” are extremely dangerous to be with, it could cost you your life…I lost a friend cause of that…I dated too many women like that only to be s~~~ted on, used, and taken advantage of..they cannot be helped…even if you tried to “help” them they will resent it…

In reality, these “troubled” women dont want help, they want brown nosers, and sympathy…nothing else…

Don’t use online dating. Period.
That being said, if you must, this is about going your own way after all.

1. Psyco? Never put your dick in crazy. Run.
2. Pregnant? Dad is douchebag/criminal/loser- all 3. Pregnant women can smell stability like dogs and bees smell fear. Run.
3. Flake before date? Tell them to f~~~ off. No second chances.
4. Doesn’t look like her picture? Keep driving.

Those are just a few.

She resisted me trying to take her panties off, and I told her strait up that “no means no” so if she said no it meant no. She said she liked guys who forced her, and replaced “no” with “stop”. She giggled and moaned when I slapped her and demeaned her. I literally said, “bitch suck my dick”. And she honestly did a good job (I’ve never been that rough before, but I had been reading red pill stuff).

Tread very carefully my young friend. Very. Carefully.

Online dating is an asylum where you voluntarily commit yourself. I recommend leaving at least warp 8. If you’re going to stay, run at yellow alert.

Good luck and be careful.

She really played you hard as well… “feeling sick” cause of “latex” condoms. yeah… latex allergies don’t work that way…
definitely a ploy to get you to not use a condom, definitely her trying to get you to get her prego.

really, could of been A LOT WORSE, as “She said she regretted her choice,” that there is enough to push for rape charges, not including that she was an alcoholic.

wouldn’t be surprised if in a year or even a few months, she calls you up trying some bogus bs about you getting her prego.
just remember to say, “no, i didn’t get you pregnant,” never EVER admit to it.
and if it ever goes to court, and they do a maternity test, be prepared for her to accuse you of rape the moment she finds out its not your baby.
it is a common move, and she sounds like the kind of c~~~ to try and pull off that s~~~; she has some “proof” on her phone after all.

GL, stay away from the crazies, and get an std test done 😛

So, I was chill with her, she kept flaking after 3 date attempts over 3 weeks (just disorganized I think).  Finally she met with me and I told her I was moving out of the country (thankfully actually true, but a good lie if you need it).  This made her hamster realize that she couldn’t manipulate me into some LTR because it was out of my hands.  This finally cut the cord and chilled her out.  She knew she was a bitch, admitted it more or less, and chilled out.

I don’t think she’ll call me, even though I told her that we could still date (no sex) to chill her out.  But, I think her agenda was an LTR, and she can’t get it so no dates.  I don’t think she’s pregnant because she kept talking about some extreme diet, losing weight, applying to schools or something.

Phew!!  I’ll let you know in 8 months if there’s any news.  Or, if she actually calls me for a date.

Glad you’re not only leaving the country but that pyscho bitch as well. A friend of mine is dealing with the same thing, only thing is she actually is pregnant however the legitimacy of who the father is still up in the air until the kid pops out and a DNA test is done.  Hopefully this girl doesn’t go into desperate mood and start stalking or calling you out of a low attempt to some how keep you.

Just do as my Uncle always said “After you sleep with um, get up, take a shower, put your clothes on, and walk out“.

Good luck in the future Bro and watch out for those leaches!.