The Dog Walker
I’ll bet she’s laughing to herself. there’s no way she couldn’t tell I was rock hard and I can’t even touch her. She held herself upright by resting her hands on my hips. Her hair drapes across her back like an artists brush. A few strands stick to her from the sweat.
“So you don’t have a little lady waiting for you once I leave?”
“Not anymore, we split up.”
“I’m sorry to hear that.”
“Don’t. I learned something important. They only love you when you’re the asshole.”
“That’s not true.”
“Oh? A few minutes ago I was yelling at your tits for being on my table.” She spun back and laid on top of me. We barely touched.
“It’s not that. It’s not about being an asshole. Do you remember when your friend was wanting me to sit on his lap and pour his drink and stuff?”
“Yeah, that’s your job, so?”
“Well, he kept telling me how beautiful I was, how great I am, and how he always wanted a beautiful women to help him drink. I don’t know if you know this, but I hear this all the fucking time. Like all the fucking time.”
“Well, aren’t you supposed to?”
“Yeah, but I’m not pretty. I know they are lying to me. They just want to fuck me so they say what they think I want to hear so hopefully I fuck them. But you? You didn’t.”
“I just yelled at you for spilling drinks on the floor and smudging my coffee table.” She’s stopped dancing and sat on my lap. Her breasts sit between her face and mine, like she’s a giant Amazonian, lording over me as a conqueror or conquered. It felt honest. She’s naked, but then again so am I.
“I know, but that’s because that’s what you honestly felt! I don’t have to think if you are just trying to fuck me, or if you’re lying to me. You looked at me and you were honest. And yeah, it hurt my feelings a bit. I am used to these puppies helping me get my way. You didn’t care about that though. And, it’s kind of hot.”
Another excerpt from The Dog Walker. This is the unrevised section near the end. A stripper teaches Rex that he’s become what he’s fought against. She kills the promise keeper in him
Unfortunately, the gift comes at great cost. She’s a drunk sloppy mess.
After today. I have to wait for edits to come back, and I’ll be working on the desktop publishing during the end of December. Look out this spring. Until then. enjoy Praxeology, volume 3, which is out this Friday!
I am digging the way you are tying real world scenarios in a fiction context through the red pill lense.
I think this will actually help a lot of guys really internalize the concepts. Like a nice polish.
Not to mention, entertaining and poetic enough I wanna keep reading.