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Double up the Ante.
I see the condescending way you think what you say will make me fall for you.
It makes a smirk form on my face, knowing how hard you try to spit these romantic lines,
Half hoping I believe them and fall on every one of them as if you are my knight in shining armor,
Half believeing that if you say the right things, I will submit myself to your true intentions of getting me to to fuck you.
I will play your game sir, because that is what this is, a game right?
I will listen to your melodic song telling me how beautiful I am, how amazing my eyes are, and how lucky you are to meet me.
I laugh a little bit inside, but not in jest, more of being impressed at the amount of determination you have.
The truth is, is I already know this cat and mouse routine,
And the fact that you are being this insistant is not helping your cause.
Check mate.
Listen, I know in the first 15 minutes of meeting you if I will fuck you or not,
and I can tell you until I am blue in the face that I am not going to fall for this arcaiac act of mating.
Sure, you can buy me a drink.
Sure, you can have a dance.
Sure, we can talk all night.
But can we just be honest with ourselves?
You are not trying to date me,
I am not trying to fall in love with you.
If it happens, great.
If not, it's cool.
Lucky for you, I will not hold you to this deceptive rise you are trying to get me emotionally.
I will not call you in the upcoming days asking why you have not texted or facebooked me thinking I did something wrong.
I know the game because I fell for the game,
I learned from the game and I now own the game.
I am not naieve and I am not looking for a happy ending.
I just want honesty.
I'll wait til your finished,
I'll play.
I'll wait patiently until you ask me to come home with you, to talk over coffee, knowing full well you are imaging my tits bouncing as I ride you,
and I'll tell you no.
While I will play, the lack of honesty you have shown me has turned me off.
All I can think about is how you could have prevailed if you were honest.
Honesty is the best policy, and you, sir, have failed.
Next time you want to play the game, don't.
We're too old for these games, and while I appreciate it,
I just don't have the time for it.
It makes a smirk form on my face, knowing how hard you try to spit these romantic lines,
Half hoping I believe them and fall on every one of them as if you are my knight in shining armor,
Half believeing that if you say the right things, I will submit myself to your true intentions of getting me to to fuck you.
I will play your game sir, because that is what this is, a game right?
I will listen to your melodic song telling me how beautiful I am, how amazing my eyes are, and how lucky you are to meet me.
I laugh a little bit inside, but not in jest, more of being impressed at the amount of determination you have.
The truth is, is I already know this cat and mouse routine,
And the fact that you are being this insistant is not helping your cause.
Check mate.
Listen, I know in the first 15 minutes of meeting you if I will fuck you or not,
and I can tell you until I am blue in the face that I am not going to fall for this arcaiac act of mating.
Sure, you can buy me a drink.
Sure, you can have a dance.
Sure, we can talk all night.
But can we just be honest with ourselves?
You are not trying to date me,
I am not trying to fall in love with you.
If it happens, great.
If not, it's cool.
Lucky for you, I will not hold you to this deceptive rise you are trying to get me emotionally.
I will not call you in the upcoming days asking why you have not texted or facebooked me thinking I did something wrong.
I know the game because I fell for the game,
I learned from the game and I now own the game.
I am not naieve and I am not looking for a happy ending.
I just want honesty.
I'll wait til your finished,
I'll play.
I'll wait patiently until you ask me to come home with you, to talk over coffee, knowing full well you are imaging my tits bouncing as I ride you,
and I'll tell you no.
While I will play, the lack of honesty you have shown me has turned me off.
All I can think about is how you could have prevailed if you were honest.
Honesty is the best policy, and you, sir, have failed.
Next time you want to play the game, don't.
We're too old for these games, and while I appreciate it,
I just don't have the time for it.
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