harem of men

it seems i am always working to forever increase my harem of men. one will never do, and neither will two. more and more, each for the score. but i will never win, victory will never be mine. what is victory but the prerequisite for another win? like the war America wages time over again, so must i wage my own battles amongst men. each for a different reason, each teaching me something new. note the "teach", and never the "taught". learning is a continual process, why sever its source. why learn from just one when you can learn from a few more. you don't read just one textbook in your quest for your cure. i've never been the type to read just one at a time. i'll be the first to admit, a single subject is quick to bore. i seek the big picture, all the reality i can get. all the little things i tend to forget. [Ed. note: VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED] so remind me again, on my knees as i beg. why i so love, you shoving your big dick in my face.