So much bad karma lately on this very subject, yet since day one I have been open and honest about myself, reality and what goes on in the real world...and I have been proven RIGHT not just by my own actions and experiences, but by others...
Until I graduated and was working for a couple years, women hardly noticed me, barely even looking me in the eye...it was as if my wheelchair were contagious, but it really was just Darwin at work...females of all species, especially humans, evaluate their sex partners as potential providers and protectors, EVEN if they have no intention of entering a relationship and just want to fuck, it is a basic instinct. Ergo, some dude in a wheelchair doesnt [lockwood]"stand"[/lackwood] a chance despite what Tony Robbins will tell you, even someone approaching good looking (as I WAS in my twenties and early thirties before the stress of IPOs and Stock market swings, combined with BOOZE started taking its toll) .. dont think i didnt try. But after 2 years of work and quantum leaps in income, combined with a showy display of my newly acquired means via automobiles and such, things changed. I recall the corporate x-mas party of my second year...I hired a gorgeous woman named Serena to be my date to this formal event; prior to this event, the women of my company all knew me as the nice smart marketing director in a wheelchair...they flirted with ALL the sales people, even the forklift drivers (Think Travis/CAOH) but not me. About two weeks after the x-mas party, after seeing me with what turned out to be the hottest woman at the event, and after Serena played it up Jussssst enough without OVERplaying it to actually make it seem she was genuinely enthralled with me (which she actually was in terms of a customer/john), and me telling the plausible story to all who asked "HOW/where did you meet her??" that she was my former nurse who took care of me when i was younger and we just kind of bonded after that ... I was suddenly on all the single (and a few married) women's "Definitely possible" list. It was such bullshit.....
Now today the theory holds even more water....Aside from a truly deep thinking, sweet, intelligent woman/individual like Holly Randall (or a certain mommy of three with a love of Meth and a fear of snakes whom we all LOVE), who doesnt care as much about looks as she does character and intelligence, I see the same shit in ALL chicks who know me or associate with me. Ultimately, they want M O N E Y...so i play that game, but in my own way and on my own rules. I hire the Best I can find, treat them MUCH better than the average customer, and combined with the fact that I am Baby Bear Cute and physically harmless (for once the wheelchair is a plus, they dont feel threatened), I am the ideal customer....hell I dont even have sex half of the time, and if I do it is straight EASY, non-weird, semi-enjoyable for them kinda stuff.
Gia isnt shallow to say what she said about the Buddy Hacket-with-downs-syndrome-relative who won the lottery....life is not fair...campared to him, I am brad pitt, wheels and all. But then again, Gia is a cog in a machine that is all about superficial shallowness. Hell, in Porn, a woman is sexy simply by opening her mouth and allowing 5 men to splooge in it simulataneously. yeeesh!! You have a naturally Beautiful girl like Ceara Lynch being brainwashed by certain hypocritical degenerates that she can only make herself MORE sexy and desirable by allowing 50 TOTALLY ugly, sick, sad parole candidates to jerk off on her, to the point where she actually, possibly begins to be aroused by that prospect. Because she THINKS it will make her sexier AS a WHOLE (hole??)...again, its bullshit. I think her sense of humor and cynical intelligent outlook on life, combined with her boobs, makes her sexy.
Hearkening back to Lackwood's bankrupt life, 6 figure income and all, the dude is/was as I said, as DEEP as a dixie cup despite all the shit he claims to know, like or involve himself with. Maybe Gia J. was his former Girlfriend (whatever that means to people like them.) But I guarantee, if she would just allow herself...Baby G would find more happiness and Mirth and peace of mind being Travis'/cumalloverher's Woman, even if she had to buy him a car and computer. Myself, and all of us, love baby G as a poster here at XPT, even if she popped our figurative Soufle and collapsed our balloons when she insisted (to kurt Lackwood no less) that she would never have sex with any of us, even if we paid (which i personally found sacrilegious, wanting to do my Robert Redford "How about a Million Bucks you hott HOTT HOTT fucking whore?? Hello???")
And fuck this chemistry bullshit...Okay Okay, maybe Mia Rose will fuck a perverted 5'4" shrimp like Erik Everhard for free claiming they have that spark, but thats one in a zillion...a woman gets HERSELF off, and simply makes up her mind that she will cum or allow herself to cum with a man BEFORE they even start...)
And for the record, I consider Holly a unique, special friend and fully realize I actually have as much chance of banging her as Luke now does...but the catch is, you degenerates, that simply spending a day with Holly and staring at her smile, listening to her enthralling take on just about any subject, and at the same time being made to feel interesting and important yourself by her countenace and reciprocity towards you, is MUCH more satisfying than 20 minutes of plowing her greenbean field. I suspect LUKE feels the same and misses ALL of her, not just her vagina....or mouth...or boobs...or ass...or <censored>
We are all Shallow fucks......it takes a brave person (like Holly) to honestly admit what they like/want/makes them happy, instead of Mooing with herd "Ohhh that's hott..."
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