Good query. I expect girls to be beautiful, it doesn't make sense for me to be with an ugly girl, then ugly children result, and beauty is the driving force of good. Evil is ugly no? Yes, ugly is evil. However, beauty can do wicked things and scheme plots to ruin men, and it shows up with disease. A pure body that does good things would not have these markers that make the body foul and sterile. However, I like fast women too coming from NYC, and having been a street walker, I assume, when women fall on bad times because they were good, they might stoop to doing bad things for a time, because we must fight to live, and playing by the rules will only make you fail, so we sometimes have to resort to doing evil things for the right reason.

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I was attracted to the date sites of the war torn region of Ukraine, and I have had a few nibbles, but I am currently staying in America and the Eurochicks sense I am not coming this year to Europe. I was going to write about who I really love, and who I have loved hard for three years but she is being difficult. I hate her now, not with vehemence, but with pithy, for her apathy when love is a force of good.

She has been so bad she deserves a spanking, just like she spanked her half-brothers. She obviously is part evil because she isn't really a great beauty, as my beauty has made my natural force of good stronger, and that is why beauty must be answered with love, not suspicion that because she is average looking, she is insecure that I would cheat on her, which would be the origin of our love dying. As a vampire, having died 19 times for this sin of turning over the body and requiring young flesh to procreate or disappear, the rules of god to be straight and make children, or kill the Mediterranean as Thera did, my mission is to make children so I worship her for her youth, and if I got with someone older then as it would be my children could have a chance of being retarded, but that is only on the female side, men of any age continue to be fertile, and the retarded nature comes from impregnating old chicks, which is why, when she contacted me, being so young, I was hot for her; and also because she was a red head, then it occurred to me that she was supernatural as the Kings of Europe in the age of Enlightenment collected red heads for their parlors to entertain their guests with, their oozing sensuality and hot firery sexuality, as a red head is created by masturbating so much then turn into an insatiable vampire, such as myself.

Since I had an auto-immune disorder that makes me flow upside down than other people, I am timeless, and not even here or human, I knew I burned like a werewolf, and had many dysfunctions of sexuality to the point that I know that my kids would have bad skin and red hair. She has a freckle on her nose when she was not yet even a teen, and she has got the red hair that I need, and is it selfish to seek a mate that you require to undo your sin? Especially when they contact you, and commence the relationship. I think she has found her soul, and I gave it to her with purpose in life to have meaning for herself, to be mine when the time comes, even if as a spy in the house of love, or a lover in the spy game, yes, one or the other; she is my teammate and doesn't understand my power over her, and is as thick headed as my first adult love, that never got it through her head, that my love is forever if it is so tough to pin down and hold control of. I'd say, she made it to square three on the 3 square basis, and she is already my wife. She might get angry and delete her profile her again, but no matter if I cannot track her on the internet or not, I still hear her banshee screams in the night, because she is alone now, and it is a long time before the time is right for a coming together; and if this is my life, if this is the new reality of no love during wartime, then so be it, but know this, my love is forever, and hate is fleeting. I need more than to be a stud, pumping piles of cum meant for her belly, but, she is becoming a new self, and growing into the best possible woman she can be. I do not expect her to cow toe to me, or to give in, love is the most difficult game, and when you think it is in the bag, then it is not, and when you least expect love to rear it ugly head, the vehemence returns and the war of love is afire.