Not really up on my pornography nor the endless list of mostly bimbos who inhabit that subculture, I got the news late about CHRISTY MACK. Three years late to be exact. But that makes no difference.
Now I’d seen one of her loops in passing and noted that the girl is especially sexual (how’s that for a euphemism?)…has many many tattoos…ridiculous-looking breast implants and an extremely delicious booty (especially for a white girl. Whether her ass is real or not is difficult to tell. But if it is, that derrier is amazing)!
Christy’s story is right out of the cookie cutter. Ya know…nice Midwestern whitebread girl gone bad – or good – depending on your perspective. Nothing new there. And like most girls who fuck for a living, she had a predilection for bad boys. Pursuant to that ubiquitous reality, the girl began dating an MMA fighter named WAR MACHINE!
Now I get that women want a tough guy because he can kick anybody’s ass who disrespects her. But there’s a double-edged sword lurking in the shadows. As in…what if he decides to kick your ass? So Christy had an on again off again and very stormy relationship with “Mr. Machine.” One day when he decided to visit her unannounced and found Christy in bed with a “businessman” (another preposterous euphemism for what was very likely a trick) he proceeded to beat the crap out of both of them. But especially his girl, Christy.
Now when an MMA fighter tees off on you, you’d better have some good health insurance! In fact, the dude broke (like) every bone in her body (exaggeration). After a few months spent convalescing…and a few operations (like on a fractured eye socket), Humpty is almost back together again. And War Machine got himself 36 years behind bars for the attack.
But two issues arise from this unfortunate circumstance. The first is the bad boys bad girls choose as their boyfriends. And here, I’m talking about escorts’ choice of mates. I’ve heard so many stories about flatbackers hooking up with losers, I just have to shake my head at their poor judgement given how many men of means shed their clothing to reveal their essence with these girls every day! Honey! You can’t find one guy with a phat wallet, big dick, decent personality and acceptable face? I really find that hard to believe. I’ve sat in places and seen guys walk in and out. They’re not all Quasimodo. I don’t get it.
Issue #2 concerns guys who would see independents. Yes, it’s private and quiet. And you won’t meet the vice squad. But consider the case of the “businessman” who was with Christy. One minute you’re in some $1000 per hour pussy…and the next? An MMA fighter is kicking your naked ass all across the room! Gadzooks! Makes jerkin’ off for free look mighty attractive.
Anyway…to the message. Girls! Stop fucking losers. Get a grip. A decent guy could be your way out. I’ve seen it happen – albeit only once in 21 years. But still! Worth a shot!