People come up with the weirdest shit sometimes.......(they can complicate frying an egg to the point that you have to boil it).
If I like her looks, and this is under the "basic assumption" she not only understands English (as an American), but can spell it, and can coherently reply in multi-syllabic form, then I will sex her a LOT.
If she meets the basic criteria of a "One-Nighter" and can only spell English like a 3-year old with ADHD (which seems to be MOST women anymore), I do her one night, then forget it, until she calls wanting more, or doesn't call at all. Either way, I lose not at all. She is NOT: (A) Paying my Bills, (B) Owning the Deed to Me (I am papered, man!), (C) My Mother, (D) My Commander-In-Chief, or (E) Better than me at a Game Men wrote so far back in the antiquity of time, the FIRST time a Female said, "No".
If I ain't that into you, I ain't gonne be on, near, around, or on a phone with you.
If I am, I will be banging you steadily. Either way, get over it, you do the same to Men, daily, and hourly.
So simple, it's easy. 'Nuff said on that.
As for the "game"? There isn't one. Unless it is mine. I have sex with women on my terms, not theirs. They only have to decide "Yes" or "No", and then convince themselves it is "guiltless" sex, that won't permanently damage them psychologically (as if they were not prior). I don't have to convince them, I only have to show up with my Dick. What they "think" of me is as irrelevent as any of the potted plants they are not watering right now and killing. (Meaning- It doesn't matter. At all.)
The beauty of it is, I am not their conscious or brain, and their decisions are their own. Women convince themselves, not Men. (Otherwise, men wouldn't be on websites begging for women). I believe in the most efficient path of "least resistance", coupled with an actual game plan, and some actual forethought.
The "Game" is me being blunt, hung (and damned good with it), and not full of the "desperate male crap" that you see everywhere (like the feminized men on TV). If I wanted to "game", I would be either a Female, or a Spider Monkey, neither of which have a dick my size. Nor would be as skilled as I with it either.
I go to have sex with women (when I go, and focus on that, solely), in the RW, and on "Teh Internets". They don't like, they go away, I don't care. It just means they ain't up for the "big time", and for damned sure are a "big waste" of my time.
Since Females now make everything solely about themselves, I see no need not to adopt the tactic for myself, and speed the process up 5000X, and be better at it than they ever will be. If you look at it in simple "Game Theory", the best game to play is NOT the one on a steady playing field, or one THEY own. Since they make this simple thing difficult, I diffuse the difficult thing into its' simplistic parts. Therefore, I meet the other side on the territory, location, situation, and terms of MY choice, after all, why would I keep doing things for only THEIR benefit?
That is just stupid, and wasteful in time and energy, and benefits me NOT.
So........
It's all about Efficiency, gentlemen. I am not a Female, therefore, I am a Male, dick and asshole and all, and I do things in the most efficient Male manner possible, increasing my statistical odds whilst decreasing monetary and time-coefficiency output.
And the Feminazi's swear they have us beat.......my ass.
It just made me better at what I do, and I do it a helluva lot easier and cheaper.
Adapt or Die. There isn't a place in the world of here and now that needs a Dinosaur, but it for DAMNED sure is lacking in cock-toting, ball-busting MEN, who act like Sexual T-Rex's.
Efficiency: "I have a Big Dick, Fuck Me- Yes or No answer." Okay. Let's go. -or- Okay, go away now, I got more fish to fry. Goodbye.
And THAT is the beauty of Efficiency. I don't need to date to fuck (Thank you SO much, Feminism!), and I for damned sure don't need to marry to have a stroke and economic/brain seizure. I can do that myself, to myself.
As they say, "Quid Pro Quo", and the older one, "Must suck to get done to you, what you do to others".
So, women finally got what they wanted: Men who adapted, who do NOT "game", who fuck and leave. And I bet they wonder WHY all those bastards act like that!
Hahahaha! I love you Humans! You makes me laugh much heartily!