…yet, My Foxy Ass Is Single?

So uh,
nice denim jacket Kerry.

Let’s get to the real questions…

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When We Role Play… (4)

Wolves and Hybrids…

You are home one night, about to get in the shower, when your door bell rings.
When you answer, it is your ex-best friend’s boyfriend crying on the other end.
They had a huge fight and you know your boy gets.
He can be real emotionally abusive.
He had no where to turn in this lifestyle, so he came to you.

Only thing is…
He was your ex of two years, that cheated on you with your ex-best friend.

That is the reason you are not with him anymore.

Scandalous, right?

So being the good guy that you are, you talk to him and try to calm down.
You tell him you are going to go take a shower and you will bring him back to his crib.
When you get out the shower and go to your bedroom,
you are greeted by this…

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The Power of the Fox Who Doesn’t Know His Power

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?

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WOLF MEAT (34)

Who wants to pop this bubble?

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WOLF MEAT: PORN WOLF (33)

Even though he would probably snap your neck if you tried to poke him…

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“I Keep My Past In My Handy Dandy Man Bag.”

I have been hurt.
I have been done wrong.
I have been a victim.
I have been an enemy.
I have been many things on the downside of life.
But, for whatever reason, I try not  hold onto my past…. anymore.
I try to brush my shoulders off and keep on moving.
Even if something hurts me so bad.

When it comes to dating, I have had my share of hurts.
Hell, I am single now due to partly “giving up to focus on my career“.
It is the Wolves you want that can make you feel so ugly if you are not chosen.
Your low self esteem can beat you senseless…
But I had to wonder even after all the bullshit…

Is it wrong to still see the good in people?

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