Vacation - A Whore Paradise

If you've ever had a girlfriend, then you know what happens if you take a vacation. She plays smooth and wishes you a good time. She kisses you goodbye and smiles as you embark. But god help you if you don't call her to let her know you there safely. Yeah, that's why she wants you to call. I've noticed it time after time. The girlfriend has to know what her boyfriend is doing at all times. So under the guise of "caring," she forces the boyfriend to call her.

But what happens when she hits the vacation trail? The exact opposite. You won't hear a fucking peep from her until she gets back. And usually the guy is thankful for it since he's having his own fun. But not a guy like me. I know what the fuck she's doing. She's getting in touch with her inner whore.

Its a known fact that when women leave the city limits, its open fucking season. There's nobody around to judge her. No reputation to uphold. And most importantly, no boyfriend catch her. See above. That's your whore on vacation. No holds barred, no inhibitions, and no strings attached. Straight up whoreism on vacation.

Vacation is another word for attention. That's all she wants. It all starts on the plane, or in the car if its a road trip. Booze are plentiful. And whores will be whores. Any random schlub may get lucky because the whore parade is out in full force. Enrique is serving cock to your girl at the beach. Vladimir is diversifying her portfolio at the hotel. Its a fucking whore train. And I ride it all the fucking time.

So the next time that whore gives you grief for going out of town, just remember who the whore is. Fuck calling her. Lay down the pipe. Or someone else will.