Transcript of Reading Your JUICIEST DILEMMAS!

All right, we got another one. Yes, we have a dilemma now. All right, dilemma time. Do not judge me. A couple of years ago, I was in a relationship with a female. We had been together for a little while. Everyone knew I was her girl, which was cool and all, but honestly, she really was a rebound from my guy I had broken up with and was tired of stupid ass men. So she was something to do. She was something to do. Jesus. For the moment. Yeah. Wow. So I guess you can say I'm fake gay. Anyway, Anywho, one day I met her dad, bruh. When I say this man was fine, he was fine. Oh God. And he had that little bad boy edge I liked, so I was definitely eyeing him.

The father had a bad boy edge.

It's a grown-ass fucking man. Needless to say, he noticed me, too. He had her at a pretty young age. He's 14 years older than me, and she's seven years younger than me. The more I looked, I Yeah, I don't understand, but that math is brazy.

He's 14 years older than me, and she's seven years younger, and he had her at a young age. Hang on, let me do this math. Yeah. Let's say she's 20.

Yeah, he's 34. He's 34. And she's 13. The girl would be 13.

The girl would be 13. In order for this girl to be a consending adult, let's say this girl's 21.

She's 28.

This girl would have to be 28.

Yeah, then he would have to be 44.

44.

No, 42. 42, yeah, you're right.

Sorry. That's not that odd, to be fair. Okay. That's actually not that odd. As long as it's... Yeah, it's not that odd. Yeah, 28 to 42. That's not actually...

That's calm. Yeah, okay. It's not calm? I understand what you're saying. That's calm.

28 is gross. I understand what you're saying. No one needs to explain anything. Everyone's cool. Everyone's cool. 28 to 21 is a bit... But it's still fine. I just want to clarify, everything is It's fine. All right, now we're on the same page. Everything is fine. He is 14 years older than me, and she's seven years younger than me.

And the more I looked at her, she became so immature to me. And the more I looked at him, he seemed more my speed. All I could think was he could definitely be my daddy. I never acted on my fantasies, but since that day he met me, he would throw little hints, like brushing against me, saying little slick things. I can't remember exactly how he got my number one time, but he did. And he started to text me late at night hoping for a response.

This is insane.

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Yeah, 100. Fucking hell.

She even caught him one time texting my phone, and he lied and said he thought it was a different girl with the same name.What father is this?What father is this? A heinous one. He does what he wants, and he makes the rules. He pays the bills.

Yeah, wow.

Well, fast forward a year later, it happened. We all were out of town and we went out one night and had been drinking. I was wasted and decided to go home early, so I called Uber back to the room. Shortly after I got there, I got a tap on the hotel door, thought it was her, and she forgot her key. It was him. Now was the time to put him to the test. All that freaky shit he would say, my drunk mind said, I'm about to make you perform. Oh my God. He was just as nasty as me. Oh, God. He did everything I I told him to, from sucking my toes to choking me to spitting in my mouth. Let's get it. The head game was immaculate. Let's get it.Legit had me squired.Let's get it. I don't even do that. Oh, boy. But the dick was trash.

Trash.

It was so small, it felt like he had... Sorry. It was so small, it felt like he was half-hard, half-soft. Wow. Yeah. I chopped it up to liquor Because I chopped it up to the liquor being the cause. Nope. About a month later, we met up again because I couldn't believe this fine specimen was cursed like that. And he disappointed me again. I've been curving him ever since. Me and her broke up shortly after that incident, and she still doesn't know about it till this day. We remained close after the break up. So close that I got... So close that I go to family functions and even talk to her mom on a daily basis. Relax, man. Her dad lives in another state now, and he's not at any of these functions. Fast forward, I'm 35 now, and he's 49. It's been years since we've hooked up or spoken consistently. He still messages me on IG or Snap or Facebook to this day, saying how he misses this wet pussy so much and everything he wants to do to me. I have messages as proof.

Oh, God.

I guess my half-ass Half-ass. I guess me half-ass responding is pissing him off, and now he's trying to blackmail me. This is taking a turn. This is taking a twist. He's trying to get hushpussy out of me. I've never heard anything like that.

Hushpussy.

He's trying to get hushpussy out of me. Sorry. Wow.

Yeah.

He keeps saying that he needs to tell his daughter what happened if I don't meet up with him, and I'm being very backdoorish. My The question is, should I just tell her or call his bluff? I would rather she hear it from me and not him. Since he's this desperate, he may try to add... He may try and throw extra details in there. We are very close and the news will devastate her. Or maybe she won't be mad seeing as to how I'm older than her and knew we weren't going to last that long anyway. I don't know if I'm... I don't know. I'm starting to believe his threats now and giving some pussy is out of the question. I'm screwed. Help.

Hush, pussy.

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This is crazy. Wow. He's trying to get some hush, pussy.

Wow.

She should just, in my opinion, off the jump, she should just be like, Brosky, all due respect?

Yeah.

Your dick is trash.

Yeah, man. It's too small. It's too small.

And that's why I'm ignoring all these messages. Everything else was fire.

Yeah, But that penetration game was weak.

The dick game was terrible, bro. And that's why you're getting Ed. So you can tell your daughter if you want. But you have to tell her all of it. Yeah, tell her the whole thing.

Because I'm going to tell her the whole thing.

And she's not going to want to hear it. And she's also not my daughter, bro. Yeah, facts. I'll call this bluffed standard. Immediately. Standard. I'll tell him his dick is fucking arse because usually that will hit a man in the chest. Yes. And they'll be like, charge, charge, charge, charge, stop, stop, you're strong, you're strong, you're strong. Yeah, I get you, man. Tell him the dick is small and in comparison. And yeah, he should stop. He's doing too much.

Yeah, because-It's also been years. He can't stop thinking about her. We're men. We've been there. Men have been there when you can't stop thinking about someone. Yeah, of course. But yeah, It's techy, man. Damn.

Fucking your daughter's girlfriend is fucking nuts. That's heinous.

Even though she knew that, okay, me and this girl isn't going to last, but still. For her to say, I I don't know how he got my number. He just texted me one night.

Bullshit. Yeah, 100 % bullshit. Ultimate bullshit. You're curing the story. You want to hear it. Facts. You left that number on the table. I don't know how he got it and then just started texting me in the middle of the night. Yeah, it's too much. Yeah. Also, the daughter shouldn't ever have to deal with that betreal.

Valid, man. You banged my dad. Yeah, that is.

And you've known that for years and you're chatting to my mom every day. I'd say, You're a fucking psycho.

Yeah. So If you were the daughter, who would you rather hear it from?

I'm not hearing it from my dad. I'm not hearing it from my dad. 100%. I would much rather hear it. I can't hear it at all.

Yeah, but you have to choose.

But if I have to choose, I would rather hear it from my ex. Okay. I'm trying to imagine an ex pulling up to me now saying, I fucked your dad. Listen to me. Nah.

Because you start to think, When, where, how, why?

You start thinking of every question under the sun.

You fucked my dad.

What did I do to deserve this? Yeah, 100 %. You fucked my dad, bro. I can't look. Yeah, I wouldn't be able to face it. I wouldn't be able to face it. And then, what would I rather hear my dad say, I fucked your ex. No, I'm not.

You see what I'm saying?

I'm not. Who am I hearing it from? I fucked your dad or I fucked your ex. Maybe I would rather hear it from my dad.

Son.

No.

Son, look at me.

I don't want to roleplay this one. I'm being silly. I'm being dead as well. I don't want to roleplay that one. It's not worth it. It's not worth the emotional betrayal. Bro, because I was going to... I was going to yank my hand. No, don't. Get off me. No, no, no, no, no, Part of me would rather hear it from my dad, purely because, for one, I think I would find a silver lining in the fact that my dad...

This has been eating my dad up. Every time I see him or he sees me, he can't stomach the fact that he knows what he knows, and he's done what he's done. Even though he knows how much it's going to murk me, even though, again, this person is in my past, the fact that he's done this and he has this knowledge over me, and my ex also has this knowledge over me, and she was clearly not going to tell me, I think I'd rather hear it from my dad. I think I'll be able to forgive my dad in the long run if he told me than if she told me. Because if she told me, I'm never going to forgive my dad.

Yeah, if she tells me, I'm never going to forgive my dad because you just kept it shtum. Yeah, and he was going to die with it. And just got on with it. He was going to die with it.

Yeah. So I'd rather hear it for my dad, even though that will murk our relationship.

And he's been chasing that pussy ever since.

Oh my God. Because it's one of them ones where I know for a fact, curiosity will eat me alive because my dad wouldn't give me context, obviously. He would just say, I did X, Y, and Z. I'm sorry. Let's keep it pushed. Obviously not so summarizes that, but he wouldn't go into detail. The annoying part of my brain would want to speak to my ex and figure out what the fuck happened. How did this happen? Why did this happen? Where did this happen? What did I do to you? There were so many questions I'd be running in my head that I wouldn't and wouldn't want to ask my ex at the same time. I for sure can't ask my dad this question.

Obviously, you're not asking your dad nothing. I think it helps a little bit. It's a girl because if it was a guy, there's no excuse other than, I ain't shit. You'd rather sleep with the older version of me than me. I'm not hearing that. Okay. If it's a daughter versus like, okay, there's a whole different gender bias here and all this shit. You're not telling me that I was a man enough to satisfy you had to fuck my father.

Yeah.

That would rock me for life.

That's a different story.

But that whole debacle is she asked for help. I don't know. Oh, yeah, the help was telling me he's got a small dick.

That will help you real quick. Yeah, that's all you can do, man. And that will shut this shit down.

It will immediately shut it.

Shut this shit down. Damn, that was juicy. Both of them.