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If I’m going to reap what I sow and I’m constantly getting oral, then I might reap a hoe. That’s a no go. You see I want a wife one day. I want to look at her and then tell my daughters that she has set a high standard to attain. I don’t want her example to be the one to blame when our child’s body has been defamed by a boy who swooned her with false claims. I want a wife that I can lie with on my wedding night and not have to worry whether the passage between her thighs remains tight. I want to smile knowing that neither of us has ever experienced anything like sex. So I’m trying to watch what I sow now. For I fear that if I carelessly sow seeds that could have potentially produced trees, I may in fact end up with weeds. And those weeds would flourish in accordance with the choices I’d continue to make. I quickly realized that if I wanted a queen, then I would have to stay far far away from the party scene. Because I know the girl of my dreams won’t be dancing around talking about #twerkteam.
I understand that the quality of a women/man is relative. You’d probably say, “It’s cool if she only had sex with him.” But that’s only because you are probably thinking about all the other girls you’re currently smashing. Up until this point, nothing for you has really been “lasting”, so the last thing you would need is for your girl to be a virgin. As long as she wasn’t with him and him and him and him (and as the list goes on Lord please forgive her sins), you are cool with that. But I want to take a different path. I want a bad chick. Please excuse my french, but don’t confuse that with a bad bitch. I want a girl whose standards are more than average. I want to reap the kind of girl not just any guy could step to, so as of late, I’ve been trying to sow seeds for you…
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