In your fantastic typical day response you mentioned you couldn't help with your daughters homework anymore - just wondering if you've strived to hide your bimbo self from them and if they've noticed anything and how you've dealt with it (have you always been a immaculately-kept housewife, for instance)?
I am often asked how I balance being a mom and a bimbo. I have to say I don’t see any contradiction and it really hasn’t presented challenges for me. Do I have biggish fake boobs, a lasered pussy, permanent makeup and a somewhat sexy wardrobe? Sure. But that doesn’t prevent me from making breakfast, being loving or driving them around. Do I let their dad take naughty pictures of me? Yes. Have I fucked a few of his friends for his entertainment? Yes (but not when the girls were around). Have I gotten dumber or at least a lot less intellectual in the past few years? Probably yes, but honestly once they’re in junior high they’re pretty much doing their own homework anyway.
The only thing that maybe is risky IMHO is that I do inhale rubber cement and I smoke 420 and sometimes that is a little hard to hide or I’m spacier than I otherwise would be. I should probably quit that.
I’m thinking of getting my next boob job a bit bigger. My main limit is that I don’t want to embarrass them too much at school. So it has to be big but not like jokey big.
I hear often IRL and here how much guys like various levels of dumb girls, which is inspiring for those of us excited to dump our burdensome intellect and those who are born morons. However, so much of the time I notice the derision that a stupid girl endures and it irritates me. There is a…
So, I think I have a sort of reason why this happens, and I’ll use me as an example…
Ok, so when I was younger, and just beginning to develop/understand my first tinglings of sexuality, I was repulsed by “dumb blondes”. I had been so conditioned into desiring intelligence above all things that I felt a deep, burning disdain for girls who only wanted to fuck and suck.
So my thought is that men, in most cases, want the bimbo, but most often it is such a repressed longing that the conditioned part of them believes being smart is better and more desirable. And this confusion leads to them leading women to believe they should “let men do all the thinking” (deep down), but then when that happens, it scares the shit out of their conditioning, making them outwardly be repulsed by the thing they truly want.
It’s a paradox. But I think when a man really knows himself and what he wants, only then is he truly able to handle a good bimbo. Don’t worry yourself with men who don’t know what they want.