Let Her Pay For Her Own Place and Her Own Responsibilities

What is there to be gained by living with a woman, whether you marry her or not?

The truth is that, when a man lives alone, he has things the best he will ever have them. You don't need a big place, you don't need a lot of knick-knacks or expensive furniture, no yappy dogs or allergy-inducing cats, and you don't need to inherit her bills, which is inevitably what happens when she moves in. The TV is permanently tuned to ESPN or Fox Sports, your dog can sit on the couch, and the pizza boxes can pile up. You'll put the garbage out when you please, thank you very much.

Why can't you be enough of a man to simply fuck her at her place, pull your pants back on, and say good night? Why do men feel this need to take women in like wounded or rescued animals, taking over all of their responsibilities in the process?

Admit it: the reason you have allowed women to live with you is because you think it's a cheap and efficient way to get laid regularly or, worse yet, it's because you somehow feel guilty for shoplifting the pooty and that you therefore owe her something.

Thinking that you owe her something is laughable. You owe her nothing. She got sex just like you got sex. The idea that you owe her something for the use of her vagina harkens back to the days when women thought it was unnecessary or even impossible to have an orgasm, and so men simply stuck it in for 90 seconds and then called it a night. Women get something out of being fucked by you just as you get something out of fucking them. After fucking, you are even. No need to make her car payments or take on her T-Mobile bill.

There is nothing cheap or efficient about letting women live at your place. And getting laid regularly is something you can do easily if, instead of putting your eggs into one tired basket, you build up a bullpen of relievers who could come in when the regular pitcher can't (or won't) get the job done.

When no one lives with you, there is no need to tolerate PMS, lack of interest in sex, headaches, or the like. If one puss on the list is not up to it, the next name on the victim list will take care of business. It's just that simple.

Remember also that, when they move in, they can be very hard to move out when you get tired of them. As the old TV commercial said about the Roach Motel, roaches check in, but they won't check out. Your Professor has had one chick who took a year and a half to get out, another who pretended not to hear when he said he'd had enough and simply stayed. A third chick wouldn't leave until Your Professor turned off every utility in the apartment and she was left sitting in the dark!

Knowing what Your Professor has told you, can anyone here seriously justify moving women into your place?