DL Wolves are so interesting to observe in public settings.
Especially when you know all of their business…

As much as these boys play DL, someone talks.
Whether it is to say:

“Damn he fucked me so stupid.”

“He played me and now I’m telling everyone.”

“Um, everyone had that.”

or my favorite:

“He is messy. Don’t why he is playing DL when everyone knows.”

People pretty much will tell your business with no questions ask.
And, especially if you are fine as hell or someone who needs to be fucked.

SOMEONE WILL TELL SOMEONE.

But, how do you avoid having your business put on front street?
Do we park it a no talking area?
Do we just walk with it and try to duck between as many people as we can?
Or, do we keep our cars parked and stay the hell home?

Got me wondering about when it comes to people talking…

Can we really avoid being gossiped about?

Continue reading “I’m Gonna Tell You A Secret… Then I Want You To Tell Everyone, Okay?” →

When I see a Wolf, I see his face first.

SHOCKING, I know.
Most Foxes scanning for dick prints.
I figure, I got to look at you.

Then, I scan his lips.
Then I take a trip around his body.
I determine if he has nice arms and a nice chest.
I then scan to his cakes and see if he is holding some Charmin type cheeks back there.
As I am scanning, I look at his gear to see if he has some sort of style.
Finally, I’ll determine how good he is in bed.

….yup, I can be pretty damn shallow.
But, I started to wonder if that is healthy.
I have been attracted to some Wolves who no one thought was sexy, so I’m not that bad.
Some people can go out there, get with someone they aren’t really attracted to, and get something out the deal.
Whether it is money, free rides, or eventually fall in love.

I started to wonder:

Is having a standard on the men you choose to date healthy?

Continue reading “He Is Ugly As Sin… But He Laces Me In The Finest Things” →

Ya know, I like to give props where props are due.

Jamari Fox has had a change of heart.
And as usual, it took my readers to show me a light.
… one with sequins and platinum wigs.
All night I was up thinking about this.
I was actually reading the comments over and over.
I did some quick reference checks and was about to do a bar graph and presentation for you.

Yesterday’s riveting conversation featuring “Shimmy Shimmy Cocoa Puff”…
Our fem sisters are killing the game right now.
It isn’t Vixens we should be competing with.
It is really these damn fems and trannies!
They know how to get their Wolf, suck him stupid, and have him hooked.

So I’m thinking brutal take over.
Time for the Foxes to play a little hard ball.
So, I have to ask:

Are you ready to get it together?

Continue reading ““I Went To See My Wolf With Panties On… and He Proposed Marriage.”” →

I need a boo.

One who will take care of me when I am sick.
One who will rescue me when I am at my lowest.
UGH.
I hate being alone.
I have friends, but I need a MAN.
Nothing feels better than a Wolf taking care of you.

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In my state of almighty sickness yesterday,
a Fox sent me an email that 1) inspired me…
…and 2) made me throw up.

Not because of what he said.
But it got me so excited, that my poor stomach went into overdrive.
A Fox who has dealt with a Baller Wolf before he was a Baller Wolf.

My kind of email!
Anyway, lets get into it…

Continue reading “The Tale of a Fox Who Messed With A Pre-Baller Wolf” →

People are attracted to power.

Am I the only one who gets turned on by a powerful man?
The way he moves.
His confidence.
The way he dresses.
The way he commands attention.
But what happens when it is a Fox in a powerful position?
How does one for direct all his power to the great Fox of them all?
And with that power do you become more intimidating
One thing us Foxes never try to do is be the one to conquer all, especially when it comes to Wolves.
We are always underneath scraping the barrel for that power.

So my question is this…

Would you want more power in your life?

Continue reading “The Power of the Fox Who Doesn’t Know His Power” →

Check this scenario.

You meet this Wolf here:

Yummy.

So check his portfolio:
He works at Home Depot, 25 years old, social weed head, and still lives with his mama.

Anyway, he already thinks you are worth something.
You haven’t even opened your mouth yet, but he already assumes you are at a higher value than him.
He is secretly attracted to you because of that.
You don’t realize this and only go on your feelings of loneliness and wanting to get fucked.
You cut to the chase and you let him lay some serious pipe on you.
You let him do this again, and again, and again because this is how you started it all.

Now your only worth fucking and he has slowly lost interest.

Do you give it up to the lowest bidder?

Continue reading “You Are Only Worth A Patty and Coco Bread With Cheese… So Bend Over.” →