An awful lot of people over the years have looked upon me with envy, awe, respect, or disbelief, because my 'Worthy Playboy Lifestyle' is completely unusual, iconoclastic, and counter-intuitive to most.
I can assure you all,
it works, is consistent, predictable, and satisfying
to the extreme.
I'm 39 years old, balding, heavy-set (think Tony Soprano in the early seasons) fellow who wears Hawaiian shirts most of the time... (see below!)
I am also one of the most experienced and socially-mature players in this Game called Life.
In spite of my looks, not because of them, I do fantastically well with women of all cultures, styles, and idiosyncrasies...
SO what is my secret? What is the special formula which has facilitated my happy life?
I empower women to make their own choices! (In fact, I won't PERMIT them to abdicate the choice!)
For the last 15 years or so I have generally had a 'Primary' GF (with whom I would reside) and usually between three and maybe a half-dozen secondary gfs, in slow-rotation, plus an inestimable number of casual playmates, some of whom might join into the pusse* (stet) from time to time.
To understand my situation, it is vital to recognize the distinction between TITLES (Capitalized) and roles (non-capitalized). The Primary is the one who bears the 'title' and role of GIRLFRIEND and may refer to me as her BOYFRIEND, whereas the secondaries all recognize that they can maintain the 'role' of girlfriend, and behave with me and towards me as their boyfriend, but that ours is not an overriding relationship.
I used to manage using what I called 'GITM' rules (Gays In The Military - Don't ask, Don't tell) with my Primary, and the others would respect that they must keep things quiet; but it was always ultimately a losing proposition, because over time the girlfriends would want more, and eventually cattiness and discontent would tear my playhouse down.
About eight years or so ago I recognized the trouble-domain:
I didn't want a harem! I wouldn't have ONE Wife,
why in the world would I want many!?
So I vowed to myself I would no-longer permit women to live in denial about their rivals; but this made for very uncomfortable situations of nasty infighting, so it needed to be modified once again.
Finally I developed what I refer to as my
TWO RULES: model, which has served me very well (incredibly well, actually) ever since the beginning of the millennium.
For ALL the women in my life, from my Primary (with whom I live, and share a bed every night when we're in the same city) to the girls I met and slept with last month in Los Angeles, whom I don't know if I'll see again before year's end, the
TWO RULES are absolute, intractable, inflexible, and adamantine:
Rule One: I WILL BE NO WOMAN'S ONLY MALE LOVER!
Rule Two: Every girlfriend MUST COMMIT TO DO HER BEST to get along with my other girlfriends.
These two, very simple, incredibly elegant pillars keep my home happy, my ladies ecstatic, and my sacs drained.
A little more detail, in case the beauty of this is lost on anyone...
Regarding
RULE ONE:
Every woman I am with knows IMMEDIATELY (because I tell her outright) that when I'm not with her, I'm with someone else.
Therefore, I need for her to understand that
SHE WILL NOT EVER be entitled to unlimited, unrestricted, nor exclusive access to me, and as such she will need to find ways to keep herself amused when I am elsewhere.
No amount of
'But Baby, I only want to be with YOU!' will ever shake my resolve, as that situation is
a SURE FIRE ROAD TO HELL, when the girl's resentment begins to perk-up and she becomes a green-eyed monster....
So, by insisting she has other male-playmates, I remove A) her justification for being uptight with me when I'm unavailable to satisfy her cravings, and B) I ensure she continually refines both her skill-set and her expectations, thereby keeping me on my toes, and preventing my complacency.
Regarding
RULE TWO:
Since every girl knows I'm getting around, just as they themselves are, and that there are
'others', they begin to realize there is no such thing as a 'rival' and that cattiness or ganging-up/bashing other girls in the circle won't help anyone, and will in fact necessitate their own removal from the otherwise very comfortable situation.
This second Rule guarantees a fundamentally harmonious and happiness-conducive lifestyle which has been working for me for the better part of a decade, and shows no signs of slowing down or breaking apart.
Johnny Soporno
Worthy Playboy
*Pusse is the feminine-form of 'posse'
