Dealt a bad hand
"Dealt a bad hand" My life was amazing. I had plenty of drinking buddies to get me along and I considered myself to be a "playboy". Fortunately for me, I never wanted a serious relationship. I'd fuck simply to fuck, and then leave the next morning without a second thought, women's desires meant very little to me. They were either bitchy and annoying or too high maintenance. All of this changed however, when I spoke to the wrong woman in a bar one night. I approached her, "Hey Bitch! Wanna screw? I got ten minutes free!" Her reaction was strange, she sat up, looked into my eyes and said: "You will understand us soon enough, good luck, you're going to need it." I just passed her off as another annoying bitch like most of the women i'd met in my life, that is until I woke up the next morning. I was in a strange location, definitely not my room and definitely not 2020. The biggest change was me. I was wearing what looked like Victoria