Eddie Murphy was right. Dinner, thrice in the last six weeks. Flowers. Movie tickets, with popcorn. And cola. Tacos & Salsa. The cocktail bars. The tab for this club night. Concert tickets next month. Taxi rides fro and to her door. And a continuous tweak to my wardrobe. I paid for that pussy.
Over $1000,00 invested, and her knees are still glued shut. What does a guy have to do to get laid? A flight to Amsterdam is half the cost, including bed & breakfast and certain guarantees.
Book a flight, ask for a raise, or make your move, but stop whining – Eddie Murphy is wrong; you didn’t pay for that pussy; you paid for the pleasure of her company. How much is it worth?