>go to pub in Dublin
>lots of yuppy Brazilians celebrating Lula's win
>talk to tattooed putas
>they complain to no end about Bolsonaro, climate change
>listen, nod, pretend to give a shit, position myself away from the fat ones in the group
>pretend not to know anything, let them talk more to explain
>several drinks later girl keeps touching my arm as she rants with a lot of eye contact
>go in for the kiss
>go back to basically saying "really?", let her complain some more
>take her back to mine for "coffee"
>you have a really nice place Anon, much nicer than my studio apartment in Mountjoy Square!
>nut inside her without a rubber, barely feel it
>use her again in the morning, feels much better
>make excuse about having to "go to work"
>she wants my number, I let her call "my phone"
>ecstatic, she leaves with a smile on her face and expresses interest to meet again
>As soon as she's out of sight I wipe the app data, put in my real sim
>check out of the AirBnB
One of these days this degeneracy probably is going to catch up to me. But for now I'll pretend to care so I can enjoy women for what they're meant for.
