My plan for the A - Z Challenge is to write every post as if it were a diary entry by a character from my WIP. Today's post comes from Radleigh McCoy.
I love women, I really do, but some of them just can't take a hint. This is why I've spent years figuring out my exit strategies. Let's say I pick up a woman on a night out in L.A. Not only is it important to always go back to her place so she doesn't find out where I live, it's also important not to fall asleep there. If you do, she's gonna expect a marriage proposal, or at least dinner. I don't have time for that. I get in, I get out. Occasionally, she might just be hot enough to warrant a second date, but then she'll want my number and that's a whole other problem.
I fixed that too.
I have my real cellphone, and my backup cellphone. I always give my back up cellphone number, which is always turned off. Every few weeks, I turn it on and listen to a bunch of hysterical women screaming at me about what a jerk I am, but then it's over. I can start again.
Picking up women in a hotel while I'm on the road is much easier to deal with. A quickie in her room, and then back to my own so I don't have to deal with the morning after bullshit. Of course, it means I can't show my face until it's time to check out, but that's okay. It sure beats the alternative.
I used to make mistakes. I gave out my real number and had calls coming in all the time, or I overexerted myself and fell asleep in some psycho girl's bed. Getting laid does not make up for all the cuddling and shit women want afterwards.
Exits are the key to a happy sex life.