Whose Fault is That?
I don't understand you women again. I've just been read the riot
act by a woman because she is a liar. Somehow I'm to blame because
she can't be the woman she promised to be. Everything beyond that is
bullshit.
Oh my, my she's so to find me with another woman. Alas,
alas, I don't love her any more.
And she's damn right about that. I've been lovin' her a lot less,
but it hasn't been my idea. 'Not now, just this one time' got to be a
regular excuse. I know you women are fragile. I've always been willing
to work around that.
That was what I was doing. I was giving her a break. She was
reneging on her promise to always be there for me and I was giving it
to someone who was there. And she feels betrayed. SHE feels
betrayed!
"You won't need another woman," she said.
"I'll fuck you until you can't fuck any more," she said.
"'I'm more woman than you can handle. You'll be lucky to keep
up with me," she said.
In short, she promised to be all I ever wanted in a woman. And
she was lying through her teeth. She didn't even last the week.
The way I see it now, she was crafty enough to know better
than to refuse me in the morning. She never seemed to put her heart in
it, but she didn't turn me down. She was pretty eager five nights a
week, I will give her that. But the rest was bullshit.
'Not now, just this once," indeed!
Not now is not now. Not now is no. Not now is NOT more than
I can handle. Not now is NOT you won't need another woman.
I'm not the one with the ridiculous requirements. I know most
women don't want to fuck three or four times a day, every day. Even
hot women like time off every once in a while. I've never said, baby I
need you to fuck me all the time every day. I've never wanted a woman
to fuck me even one more time than she wanted to.
I'm not the one with the ridiculous requirements. I know
sometimes women are in the mood and sometimes women are not in
the mood. I keep hoping for the woman that will prove me wrong, but
the women I've known always run down after a while. It's just the way
it is.
I can live with that. I can work around it. I can find someone
who wants it in the morning. I can find someone who wants it at noon. I
can find someone who wants it all night long. I can get it when I want
it. It's just the way it is.
And I'm up front with it. I don't sneak around. I told her that
right out at the start. I need to fuck 20-30 times a week, every week. I
give you all you want and then I find someone to take the rest. But
Noooooooooo- she's so sure she has enough for me.
"You won't need another woman," she said.
"I'll fuck you until you can't fuck any more," she said.
"'I'm more woman than you can handle. You'll be lucky to keep
up with me," she said.
And then she said, not now, just this one time.
So, whose fault is that?
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