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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