undressingHER – LUST. LOVE. LIFE.

How do I get these women? Poitree said she still doesn’t understand it. Sometimes neither do I, but sometimes it works, and other times it horribly fails. I try to make sure that on this blog, I write about the ones who love me and the ones who hate me. The ones who loved my stroke and the ones who think they would have been better off with a good porno and their rabbit. It’s never always sunshine in paradise, but this night, it was. Smooth from the hello, to the goodnight. Let’s take a flight, cause this one is LONG and DETAILED…

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Once upon a time, I was casually going around facebook, commenting on young ladies status updates around the country. One girl said something about her relationship and I responded, which seemed to infuriate her “boyfriend,” causing the facebook gangster to go all out on me. I thought it was the funniest, lamest thing that happened to me on the internet in a while, so I’ll post it for all to see.

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After I finished up with ol’ girl, I headed over to the Comfort Inn to meet up with a girl named T. I had NO intentions on having any type of sexual relations with her, I was just going to see her for a minute before I went home. As I stood in the lobby waiting for her to come down, I noticed several men, including one of the dudes behind the desk, all looking towards the top of the stairs. I couldn’t see around the corner, but I knew it had to be a woman, and just my luck, she was coming straight towards me with open arms. Gotta love that.

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I appreciate a woman who knows what she wants; it helps to eliminate wasted time and bullshit. My schedule, which used to be so free flowing, has now turned into structured madness. A lot of school, a lot of work (with more on the way), and very little time for play. Couple that with the new additions of a workout plan to give me  abs like the dudes from 300, as well as a new plan to hijack the coaching job of my little brothers basketball team (the current coach cares more about his college-prep dress code than hoopin’), and you’re talking about too few hours in a day. In short, save me the bullshit, because you can get about about 30 minutes of my time per week unless you’re Bubbles, or a few select others.

Saundra understands that.

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“I’m so ambitious, I might hit two sisters” – Skateboard P

Two sisters at the same time is disgusting. It’s immoral, it’s incestuous, it’s just plain nasty. But two sisters, at different times, is just ‘98 Jerry Springer, it’s an episode of Cheaters, it’s like hitting friends. Call it a sick fantasy, but I needed these two, just for the thrill of the chase. The thought of getting one to piss her sister off turned me on. It took a long time, but I made it happen, and I learned an important lesson: some shit just looks better in the store.

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I’m almost done with college now; I switched my major three times so that gave me a long college career. I dealt with a lot of women, a lot of fun, and a whole lot of sex. It’s only been one time I have genuinely been hurt in college and it was my freshman year.

I hate to sound conceited but sometimes you just know things. Well my freshman year I was by far the freshest guy on campus. It wasn’t the biggest campus, but still, I had more male groupies than females. The only problem with that is n***as talk just like females do. I would hear I was having sex with girls I never even spoke with, or girls I would talk to say, I was talking to her friend that I never met. It was just silly; I kept to myself and a few guys after a while.
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I love my bestfriend, but she has a problem. A problem that not even Essence magazine can help. A problem that has plagued black women for way before I was conceived. It’s core is the same issue that causes fat women to dislike women who can eat the whole salad bar and still weight 115. It’s the same core issue that causes dark-skinned women to dislike women who have lighter skin than them, even though they’ve never done anything wrong to anyone. Urban culture refers to it as hatred, and with that, black women really hate those damn Kardashian sisters.

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