YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS…

Okay, so I have a dilemma hear. So I’ve written to you twice in the past. Once was about how to score a wolf in “The City” or as you like to call it, “The Concrete Forest”. So that was kind of a bust. So I really just got used to sticking to myself, and I got this mentality, that I needed to allow whatever is meant to be to happen, and let the chips fall into place itself. So I decided to stop looking before I eventually fuck shit up for myself, and let love, lust, a relationship, whatever you wanna call it come to me. So I’m doing my usual on Instagram, posting pictures, liking pictures, and I get a new follower. I don’t get hype over followers anymore because most of the are obsessive DL daddies or people looking to follow you, fuck you, and leave you that same night. I’ve had a bad experience with Instagram as I told you before, this guy gave me his number, and once we started talking, he started getting crazy via text message. So ever since then Instagram has been nothing but entertainment for me, nothing I take seriously. But anyways back to the story…

So I’m on Insatgram and I see this cute guy following me. He looks my age or around my age (I am 18 btw). So I follow back, he likes some pics, so I like some pics. So I decide to be spontaneous and leave a comment on his pic asking him for his FB. He has no FB so he gives me his Kik, so we begin to chat on there. He seems like he communicates well, he seemed nice, respectful, kind, sexy, mysterious, sweet. Only thing that bothered me at that point is that he lived Upstate 5 hrs away. All the things you look for. But everything was going to perfect. Until, I asked him how old he was. Jamari, he replied:

16.

Now I know I am 18, and he’s 16. To many two years ain’t nothing. But when you’re a teen, and in this Lifestyle, it isn’t cool or normal to talk with 16 year old. So I became apprehensive and I joked with him about his age, he joked back about how young he was, and joked and called me old. He was just so damn cute. So we exchanged numbers and hit it off.

We’ve only been talking for like, 18 days, but well into the first week it was just a closeness I felt with him. We would ooVoo, I would talk with his sister, we would have late night “ooVoo sex”. I just felt a connection with him, a bond, I felt like he was my distant lover, I felt like he was my younger brother. But things were moving too well, and then stuff got complicated. Even though were only two years apart, we are at two completely different stages in my life. I’m 18 heading off to my freshman year in college, meanwhile he just turned 16 a month before we start talking, and he is starting his junior year of High School. He has to ask for permission for everything, he only has one lap top so he has to ask his dad to use it all the time. And our schedules just got so messed up we began having to schedule time to talk, so everything just got harder and more stressful.

So long story short, I caught feelings for dude fast, as well as he did with me. However, things have switched gears already. I feel like he wants to be the one in charge. People will think because I’m oldest it would be me, but he is VERY Headstrong, he knows what he wants and likes. We argue a lil, but its nothing. I want him to come down one weekend when I have the free crib so we can chill and do some other “stuff” you know, fuck. But he has to ask his dad, and we have to plan for him to leave upstate on a Friday and have him back by Sunday. Jamari, I like this guy. Today he told me “he has love for me” and I told him “I have love for him” and we both know this is growing into something special. But I just can’t deal with the kiddie bullshit. The going to school and getting hype about school fights (yes, he text me about how happy he was that he saw a fight), I can’t deal with his immaturity, he seems to have communication skills, and he has trouble expressing his emotions. I can’t deal with the asking your parents for everything, I’m 18 now, I have my diploma, I’m off to college in January, I don’t need her permission for shit. He has to ask his parents for everything, and he just doesn’t have that much freedom to leave and spend this weekend we’re planning to be together. He’s a special guy, but his age, immaturity, and where he lives, gets in the way of us progressing. I like him a lot but I’m still weighing out my options, because I’m only 18.

Jamari, what should I do about this situation. I know I come off as a kid, but I have my stuff together, and what I don’t I am trying my hardest to get in order. I need your help bro.

P.S: I love you and everything you have accomplished with the site. You’ve created a place where it’s okay for us to communicate no matter how we live our lifestyle. It’s very judgement free, but fun. Thanks. Wish you well with everything.

MY ANSWER…

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i been down with him since purple kisses and purple swag…

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that shit is smooth.
it’s like he makes music to get high out your mind.
the reason i like a$ap is not only is his flow on point,
but he has no filter on his mouth.
i know he is going to be honest and blunt as hell.

like this:

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Do you judge a book by it’s cover?

I will admit that I do.

Some books just do not catch our interest at all.
Sometimes they just LOOK boring.
You have to take too much time to read the shit.
We are usually over it and move onto something else.
But, we will run to the pick up the books with a eye catching cover.
Maybe even because it looks like it won’t take long to read.
But, I am starting to realize that the books without the “extra” have the best stories.
You may even learn something new.
As humans with short attention spans,
anything worth the read is not worth the time these days.
Coming off to smart may actually repel; coming off too stupid attracts.
I had to wonder…

Should we just give some “books” a chance?

Continue reading “Rumor Has It, You Are Nothing But An Insecure Little B*tch” →

We all have an Inner Hoe…

… and it seems to always emerge ESPECIALLY in this damn lifestyle!
Although I think some of you hoes lost the battle and just traded places.
I know a few that keep their Inner Hoes contained properly.
Only to let them out when we are about to have sex with their Wolves/the right ones.
Others, however, I have seen keeping theirs in their back pockets or even as their own Gods.
But, what if you aven’t had it in so long that your Inner Hoe is starting to rebel?
Do you find the nearest Bible and repent?
Or, do you keep Inner Hoe in a cage until you meet the right person to let loose on?

How well have you trained your Inner Hoe?

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Time waits for no man.

This is why I believe my cakes wait for no man either.
You think I am playing.
I can drop one Wolf and move onto the next with no issues if I feel I’m playing “The Waiting Game”.

I see my Foxy counterparts waiting for Wolves to realize they are “worth it”.
But, while you are waiting, he really isn’t.
Matter fact, he probably forget you even exist when a ripe juicy Foxtail is in his face.
In some strange cases, a nice fat vagina. 

So, is it best to have options?
Or, do we just hold out in hope that the one we think is “the one” finally recognizes we are “the one“? 

So, what are you waiting for?

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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” →