@General Mills
Dude we have so much in common breh. I did the Navy thing too, so I know how it is to be in a new area, alone, living a very demanding lifestyle in the military. That alone will have you vulnerable and eager for a little piece of ratchet loving to get your hands on. Another most people want understand like we do is it's very hard to leave someone you love when youre far away from your family in the military. The are like your only family.
I too am easy going, love to laugh but I grew up rough, saw a lot of domestic abuse growing up in Louisiana projects. Just grew up around a ton of violence. I have a wonderful mother, so I use to think highly of women. Until I got played a few times. I got stationed in Norfolk, Va (Portsmouth shipyard) initially. No car, a little money I was lonely as hell.
Even though I had 3 playa azz older brothers, I kept my girlfriends secret bcuz they use to roast my 1st girlfriend in 4th grade. I was a man by the time I would finally open up to them about women. So I wasn't always hard on hoes. I was 19/20 when I met these 2 fleet returnees. Ex boatswain mains turned IT. Price and King. Price was a pretty boy from Miss, King was a hustler/pimp/rapper FOR REAL. We all were 6'2 - 6'4. When I met them I had women but wasn't finishing the deal a lot, being too nice and just a simp with some skills. These dudes was running trains and doing all type sh't. I ended up moving with Price when I got out the Navy. King got kicked out for smoking, moved across the street in turned that place into a (Crackhouse/Brothel/Rap Studio) I use to make beat, id go over to let him hear them. There would be crack, fine young hookers walking around like it was cool. He would actually try to pay me with puzzy. I never did, he respected my hustle. Best summer of my life. We all had Lacs and rims, beat in the trunk, straight Southern boys living in VA. We lived the hood and had all the hoez. We ended up have like 6 dudes living there. It was gravy, paying like 200$ a piece total. Car paid off. I was getting $300/weekly from unemployment. Straight ballin. Best of times until my boy from Houston starting fukk this 15 year old and she started bringing her teenage friends around. I had to go, that one charge I couldn't take. The dude was a very unique dude, no shame or embarrassment. Hollas at every girl he could. I probably saw him smash 40 chicks in a 6 month period. Anything from 2s to 8s he had.
Anyway thru all of that I became a wolf in the game. Still am today. Another similarity we have is my 1st love and total opposite of my 2nd. I was dumb enough to marry either. My 2nd too have some type of disorder, she has that cleaning disorder OCD or whatever. Beautiful girl, cooks, cleans, make a lot of money, smart, generous, but her problem is she's not affectionate and didn't like having sex much. But she was homebody also, but not religious. She love to go out with me only. She actually didn't like me hanging out w/o her. I was basically her only friend. Her fake friends resented her bcuz she her family has money. Anyway, I was old enough to know all women have at least one major flaw. I decided I would keep her and marry her and have kids for the family stability. I was going to cheat on her tho. The first girl I met after my plan, was sooo fine and my type sexually and we have the best convo (me and my girl never had). I would've eventually I would've dropped my ex, but she was like family bcuz I was so far away from family and home. I ended up get caught up and lost both of them. I had the chance to get back with either one, chose my ex bcuz of the history (wrong choice). We've been trying for years to make it work. Never has. This past May, went to visit her in Germany. It was hell living with her. Extremely clean freak, always nagging. ALWAYS. Took a trip to Paris. Within a hour of beign there I see a Ferrari rental place. I love cars and had some extra Euros to spend b4 I left. She disapproved. I thought to myself how many people get to drive a Ferrari thru Paris?? Fukk Her. She didn't want to ride, so I said I'll be back in 30 mins. Bytch went back to Germany with the train tickets. So I'm in Paris absolutely alone. I got myself back to her house the next day. She acts as if nothing happened. Folded all of my clothes and cooked. I got my ticket changed to return to the US the next day and she was highly pissed. I talk to her last week and she says her moms she that she might be bi polar. She knows somethings not right with her, but I still love her. I scared something might happen to her or she's going to go mad if her mom pass. God forbid. I'm still her only friend beside her mom. Her dad is a retired engineer, he loves me. They don't really speak to him, idk why. He just goes in his garage and plays with his car collection. I feel like I'm missing a big part out of her life, like something tragic happened that they don't talk about. I'm actually starting to get freaked out now. Like I was in the horror movie the Others or the Visit.
Anyway I think Janet was a good girl with serious flaw, like most of us have. Better than a bad girl with a lot of flaws. I would've keep her and just went out alone, but that would get old after a while. So I
I'm kind of rambling but I just want you to know I feel your pain somewhat. I wanted to ask how was the sex with the 1st and 2nd wife? was it on the demand at your wish? That's something I realize I have to have.
@General Mills
In the meanwhile this other chick started spitting at me. . I was 23. She said she was 29.
Ended up at her house that night. . fukked her while thinking of the other chick.
She liked the kid tho. . A lot.
Wanted us to be a couple. . I honestly did not care. . she was nice. . good job. .etc. .But I was still mentally focused on the chick I saw that night. Me and this new chick went out to the base club one night. . Had fun. . She dropped me back off at my ship in the AM. . I go to pull out my military ID and pull out hers instead. .Forgot she had given it to me at the club last night. . I looked at the age. . .This bytch was not 29. She was 39!
We kicked it for like a few more weeks. . One day I dipped to Capn Oldies solo. . My dream girl was in there! I am not normally aggressive when meeting new women. . I just straight up started spitting game. Everything Hump and Pretty Boy taught me got put to use. . Had her laughing. . Had her giggling. . Got the number. . That night I called up the 39 year old and broke it off.
As soon as I saw her I suspected she was already fukking. . She lived in a trailer in Mayport. Damn near across the road from the club. I never even knew the trailers were back there. She had some bullshyt job and was getting no child support of course. All kinds of red flags. . But I did not know about GMB. . OR HOH. Or the perils of dating single moms.
I did not now brehs.
. They never said don't do it. . But I could tell the was not fully on board with this. One day I came to her crib and she pulled out a ring brehs. Asked me to marry her!
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