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...show me a beautiful face and a set of bolt on boobs, and I will show you a girl with a raging case of insecurity
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Dude, your stuff works. I have been dating and having the time of my life with a woman
who is an LA 10. Before me, she was the mistress of a millionaire banker who bought her
and her family a house in Belair CA, after him, she married a car dealer who owns $$$$$
worth of property in the Valley. Now she dates me, a former Marine who only makes a
couple hundred large a year. Why, because I didn't put up with her games. We met in a
restaraunt on Van Yuys Blvd at 6 am. I was starting my day, I think she was ending her
night. She was wearing sweats and sunglasses so I told her LA fitness was down the
street. She gave me a go F yourself look and picked up a menu. I said, "you should order
the sense of humor it will really jump start your day". She laughed. I asked her how her
vacation was going. (she was obviously one of the valley's super hot Persian woman) she
said with no sarcassem this time, "what"? I asked again how her vacation was going. She
asked, "where do
you think I am from? (with a strong Persian/Valley Girl accent). I say, "well from your
hair style and your accent I would say you are from I-daho". She says, F you, this time
with a smile and a little laugh. I say, "I told you that sense of humor would help your
day". We end up having breakfast together, we laugh, talk blah blah blah, the bill comes,
I get up to leave, she says, while looking at the bill, "didn't you forget something"? I
say, "I am kinda seeing someone right now, but she is falling out of favor, if you want to
give me your number I might call you, but I can't promise anything" I reach down and take
the bill out of her hand, pull the pen out of the folder and give her my hand while
telling her to just put her digits on my hand. She scribbled her #, I looked at my hand,
said, "good thing you are not a tatoo artist" and left. 2 nights later I called her and
tell her, "hey, I am going to Chapter 7 in Augora Hills, my reservations are for 8pm, why
don't you meet me there. She says, "I have plans", I say, "too bad, have fun", she says,
"Why don't you pick me up", I tell her "I am in Malibue and it would silly for me to drive
all the way to the valley to get her." She says, "well send a car service". I say, "I
thought every out of work acress in LA drove a Bimmer", she says matter of factly, "I am
not out of work, and I have a 5 series". I say, "good, I will see you at 8pm". I have
been hooking up with this girl for 6 months now, she is the hottest chick alive, in and
out of bed. I don't spend a dime on her except to take her where I would be going anyway.
She rocks my world, woman and men stare at us where ever we go. I just laught. Dave, F
and C, works every time. I always remember, show me a beautiful face and a set of bolt on
boobs, and I will show you a girl with a raging case of insecurity. Play her like a
confident man, and all those other wussies will just sit and stare.
jar head with the hottest alive
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