And really, for those with a ‘number’ it is depressing. More so because even if at some point you were that h*e, you may not STILL be that h*e.
I had a scarily similar experience where a guy’s ‘friend’ gave him a heads up, when we had only been dating a good week or so, that he saw me at a party with a next dude.
I’m not too concerned though because even though I don’t know which friend that was, one of his close buddies kept trying to smash me…I think he laid off when my guy gave him a graphic account of what we did. Oh well

Lets say you’re a good girl and keep your “number” down in the single digits. Then you meet a dude you’re crazy about. You have the “what’s your number” convo and find out he’s basically been CROPDUSTING his seed all over the United States (possibly worldwide, but we know men only count “domestic puzzy” in their “number”).

What’s a girl to do then? Sure, he meets all the other requirements you have on your list, but that’s what’s made him so attractive to every Pam and Jamie and Sandra he ever met and he “gifted” them and any other chick he met with a little of his “white lightning” all to live up to some prehistoric stereotype.

What’s worse, is that since Chris Rock is correct and men can’t go backwards sexually, you know you’ll have to be pulling tricks from Cirque du Soleil to keep a dude with a high “number” happy. And the moment you say, “Nah, that’s not really my style”, you can bet he has those “old friends” saved in his speed dial to visit whenever you’re not up to the job.

Yet based on what yall are on it sounds like I should just hang up the thought of being with a man. (Dont worry I still get men, cuz Im much MORE than my number) Which is funny because Ive met many men who want to be forgiven of their past. Yet yall are not willing to forgive ours. . .

BUT let me tell ya . . Ive met so many men who married that perfect lil woman to hate her 6 years later . . cuz she is boring. I also find it sad that men can let other men decide their happiness or lack there of . . . you spend time with a chick and enjoy it and leave her because of the FEAR of someone else saying something? That is sad that you will let others dictate your life.

i knew it! i won’t tell if you don’t tell. your secret is safe with me lady.

love your answer and honesty, sister. and thanks for sharing. i know that you are not the only lady with a little bit of envy.i have dated a few. trust me im glad i have one….i almost envy myself…. if for no other reason but the easy access when i need to pee.

and i like vaginas too and respect there power and i’m so glad y’all got that. besides, every comedic duo needs a “straight man”.

sometimes…just sometimes..you get a lil dash of the envy. Don’t tell anyone!

Truth be told, I tell people all the time I wish I had a dick. I do! Is that bad? Sometimes I want to shut people up with it (swallow deez). Sometimes I want to grab it in public, as a retort when I don’t have a proper verbal comeback. Sometimes I just want to bounce it off a forehead, any forehead, just for the fuck of it.

I’m sure I’m not alone here. Don’t get me wrong, vaginas are great and I have found mine to be really useful. Dicks have better comedic timing.

I respect everybody’s choice.

Just disagree with labeling one choice as non-judgemental and the other as judgemental.

I’ve found that most people judge other people for their choices. Whether they be into free love or monogamy.

sound a little like penis envy.

Yeah, I’mma hafta delurk to cosign Sula upthread. Your Hanzo sword skills are quite sick. On behalf of the rest of us in our “could give a fuck” 30s, I thank you.