From Craigslist (remember that site?):
thanks again for leaving me out in the rain! w4m
my phone is now ruined, so I’ll have to resort to this – the way we first met. here.
we both knew the other was married… but now that I tell you I’m pregnant, you have nothing to say… your only reaction being to leave the bar and go hail a cab!?
i ran after you for about half a block until almost movie-like it began to rain and i just felt like a whore.
so i stopped.
those raindrops felt like an amplified otherworldly expression of my soul dying.
please at least talk to me through here. tell me how you feel. i think safer speaking here anyhow. more freely. quasi anonymously.
how we started…
“I’m pregnant.”
Another option is to toss her a Groupon for Planned Spinsterhood services.
It’s an interesting speculation if the gotcha pregnancy risk profiles of married and single women are the same. A single woman faces the prospect of raising a bastard on her own, which is a powerful disincentive to seeing it through. A married woman might similarly want an abortion before her beta hubby finds out, but then she also might calculate that a cuckolding is worth risking discovery say, ten years down the road. As a player cad, you must weigh the available incentives influencing the “accidentally” pregnant single or married woman, and decide which outcome you can most tolerate.
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