Whose Fault is That?
	I don't understand you women again. I've just been read the riot 
act by a woman because she is a liar. Somehow I'm to blame because 
she can't be the woman she promised to be. Everything beyond that is 
bullshit.
	Oh my, my she's so hurt to find me with another woman. Alas, 
alas, I don't love her any more.
	And she's damn right about that. I've been lovin' her a lot less, 
but it hasn't been my idea. 'Not now, just this one time' got to be a 
regular excuse. I know you women are fragile. I've always been willing 
to work around that.
	That was what I was doing. I was giving her a break. She was 
reneging on her promise to always be there for me and I was giving it 
to someone who was there. And she feels betrayed. SHE feels 
betrayed!
	"You won't need another woman," she said.
	"I'll fuck you until you can't fuck any more," she said.
	"'I'm more woman than you can handle. You'll be lucky to keep 
up with me," she said.
	In short, she promised to be all I ever wanted in a woman. And 
she was lying through her teeth. She didn't even last the week.
	The way I see it now, she was crafty enough to know better 
than to refuse me in the morning. She never seemed to put her heart in 
it, but she didn't turn me down. She was pretty eager five nights a 
week, I will give her that. But the rest was bullshit.
	'Not now, just this once," indeed!
	Not now is not now. Not now is no. Not now is NOT more than 
I can handle. Not now is NOT you won't need another woman.
	I'm not the one with the ridiculous requirements. I know most 
women don't want to fuck three or four times a day, every day. Even 
hot women like time off every once in a while. I've never said, baby I 
need you to fuck me all the time every day. I've never wanted a woman 
to fuck me even one more time than she wanted to.
	I'm not the one with the ridiculous requirements. I know 
sometimes women are in the mood and sometimes women are not in 
the mood. I keep hoping for the woman that will prove me wrong, but 
the women I've known always run down after a while. It's just the way 
it is.
	I can live with that. I can work around it. I can find someone 
who wants it in the morning. I can find someone who wants it at noon. I 
can find someone who wants it all night long. I can get it when I want 
it. It's just the way it is.
	And I'm up front with it. I don't sneak around. I told her that 
right out at the start. I need to fuck 20-30 times a week, every week. I 
give you all you want and then I find someone to take the rest. But 
Noooooooooo- she's so sure she has enough for me.
	"You won't need another woman," she said.
	"I'll fuck you until you can't fuck any more," she said.
	"'I'm more woman than you can handle. You'll be lucky to keep 
up with me," she said.
	And then she said, not now, just this one time. 
	So, whose fault is that?