Fall 2010 by Solomon II
The following is based on personal experiences from a while back. Two girls: a kitten and a tiger…
GIRL 1: Christian, sweet, kind, gentle, strives to be all that is traditionally feminine. She snowflakes on me big time, that is, she lets me know she’s a good girl and goes into specific detail about why she should be viewed as a good catch. No promiscuous sex outside of long term committed relationships and a total partner count of less than 8 including blowjobs. No drunken/stoned one night stands, no sucking strange dick on vacation, nada. A couple nudie pics from an unscrupulous “professional” photographer ended up in his online portfolio without her permission, but hey. She made a mistake. Fine.
I call bullshit and check her story out. God damn it, she’s telling the truth. Time-stamped photographs, “in/out of relationship” stamps on facebook, and old blogs actually added up. I’ll be damned. I actually got a good one here. One who hadn’t been ridden like the town bike, had a good relationship with her family, and treated me like a king.
In return I treated her like gold. I did anything and everything I possibly could for her to see her smile, but never lost my Alpha control over the relationship. I was playing it strong, and she was responding like a feminine lady should. It was almost perfect.
Six months later, I found out she was texting, calling, and instant messaging an old boyfriend. I asked her about it and she lied. After a little pressure, she showed me her texts and chat logs, told me they had been friends for years, and though there was nothing inappropriate (she even mentioned she wanted him to meet me – saw it with my own eyes), I was still pissed that she lied to me.
GIRL 2: Christian, sweet, kind, gentle, strives to be all that is traditionally feminine. She snowflakes on me big time, that is, she lets me know she’s a good girl and goes into specific detail about why she should be viewed as a good catch. No promiscuous sex outside of long term committed relationships, no drunken/stoned one night stands, no sucking strange dick on vacation, nada. She had a rough going with a few boyfriends here and there, but hey. She made a mistake. Fine.
I call bullshit and check her story out. God damn it, she’s lying through her teeth. By her own words, everything she portrayed herself to be was simply “who she is now”. You know, after the group sex, cheating, abortion, drug problem, and fucking more than a couple of dozen men. I’ll be damned. I actually got a first class manipulator on my hands here. One who had been ridden like the town bike, has a strained relationship with her family, and an attitude to match.
In return, I approached her with trepidation. I did anything and everything I possibly could to protect myself from being just another chump along her journey, and never lost my Alpha control over the relationship. I was playing it strong, but she was rebelling against it with the fury of hell. It was almost the worst situation anyone could imagine.
Six months later, she was pissed that I wasn’t treating her like girl #1. “Girl #1 cheated on you and I never have” she said. “I want to be treated at least equal if not better than her”.
Girl #2 thought that I assessed her value and decided to treat her differently than girl #1 simply because she had made more “mistakes” in her past. Of course she thought this was unfair of me because the future would be different thanks to a visit from that magical fairy who absolves women of their cock gobbling sins, removes jaded mindsets, restores respect for their bodies, and reshapes their character somewhere around their 28th birthday.
I tried to explain my position, but of course, I should have just gone over and banged my head against the wall.
What do you do when you see a kitten? You treat it like a kitten. What do you do when you see a wild tiger? You run like hell. Yes there’s a chance the kitten may claw your eyes out and render you blind while the tiger just wants to lick you, but Christ man, what are the odds of that shit happening? Who in their right mind would take that risk and stick around to find out?
Not me.
As Nathaniel Hawthorne once said “The past lies upon the present like a giant’s dead body.” Sorry ladies, if you want to live a lifestyle that causes you to be viewed as a big bucket full of red flags, then go for it. It’s your right. Just don’t be surprised when men decide to take a chance on a kitten and avoid the tiger when it comes time to settle down.
Can tigers change their wild ways? Of course they can. Is there any way to know for sure that they have? Nope. But what if you love the tiger? Well, then love it, but know what you’re dealing with and never fall for the lie of the tiger – even if it has learned to purr like a kitten.
Filed under Random Brain Thinkin’ Tagged with alpha male, relationships, sexual past
As iron sharpeneth iron, so one man sharpeneth another. Proverbs 27:17
4 Responses to Lie of the Tiger
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ashleeekaren says:
“What do you do when you see a kitten? You treat it like a kitten. What do you do when you see a wild tiger? You run like hell. Yes there’s a chance the kitten may claw your eyes out and render you blind while the tiger just wants to lick you, but Christ man, what are the odds of that shit happening? Who in their right mind would take that risk and stick around to find out?”
I love this!
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Eumaios says:
Sick world where the good one has an 8 count and nudie pics.
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Dustin Tash says:
It’s not your great grandparents world, it’s not even your grandparents world. This is a Stage 2 world and holding onto old beliefs is just going to hamper, frustrate, anger or cause you to take up a moral crusade.
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@Eumaios
hah.. i was thinking the same thing.