It Has To Be A Syndrome Of Some Kind, Women Who Want A Meal Ticket

I hired Missy, from California, as a receptionist secretary. Missy is a divorced middle aged woman, with a nice set of tits, and big ass, and pretty. We got along for a while, I took her to lunch for secretary's day, and listened to her problems. She had a problem with a son who was in trouble for a DUI and I helped her with the lawyer. Next thing I know I'm supposed to be making a play for her, and she is angry because I am dating another woman, who happens to be a long time friend of mine.

I know that a divorced middle aged woman with the limited work background can't make enough money. I know that they are 'desperate' for a man to treat them. This one had a lawyer who took her on trip to New York to see the Christmas lights and thought that she had it made, and he dropped her. I don't blame him.

Honey, if you are desperate, it's your fault. A man may or may not be interested, but if you put out those tits and open your legs, there is no commitment. You got laid, that's it. It's over.