I now enjoy making girls uncomfortable.
Today in class, I was beside some girls talking about who-knows-what, then I heard one of them mention Lord Trump so I looked towards them in excitement. One of them looked at me disgusted and then told her friends "What the fuck? That guy's listening to our conversation!" and pointed at me. I quickly turned away, face red with embarrassment, but then I realized, what's the point? They'd never fuck me anyway.
So next class, as a 10/10 girl who sits beside me (involuntarily), walked in front of me, I kept looking at her buttocks for longer than usual until she gave me a dirty look. She sat beside me, as far away as possible, but it didn't matter since the lingering scents of her perfume and breath was all it took to give me an erection.
Later, another hot girl walked up to the teacher to ask her about something, and they were both right in front of me. Deciding to have some fun again, I looked directly at the discernible outline of her labia majora through her yoga pants. She noticed me, and looked at me like I was a creep (which I am), and covered her vagina with her hands. I smiled and held back laughter.
So that's my new cope. You should try it.
Today in class, I was beside some girls talking about who-knows-what, then I heard one of them mention Lord Trump so I looked towards them in excitement. One of them looked at me disgusted and then told her friends "What the fuck? That guy's listening to our conversation!" and pointed at me. I quickly turned away, face red with embarrassment, but then I realized, what's the point? They'd never fuck me anyway.
So next class, as a 10/10 girl who sits beside me (involuntarily), walked in front of me, I kept looking at her buttocks for longer than usual until she gave me a dirty look. She sat beside me, as far away as possible, but it didn't matter since the lingering scents of her perfume and breath was all it took to give me an erection.
Later, another hot girl walked up to the teacher to ask her about something, and they were both right in front of me. Deciding to have some fun again, I looked directly at the discernible outline of her labia majora through her yoga pants. She noticed me, and looked at me like I was a creep (which I am), and covered her vagina with her hands. I smiled and held back laughter.
So that's my new cope. You should try it.
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