Hello, there. My name is Amelia Styles. President of McGee & Gerald Enterprises, a billion-dollar multinational manufacturing corporation. I am also a member of the International Coalition of Women's Social Clubs. All of our members are women from different classes, countries and backgrounds. We gather once a year for our well-being. Black women, white women, Hispanic women, Middle-Eastern women. We are traditionalists, feminists, housewives and all that jazz. They're all there. The sisterhood is a proud, vibrant and active network. We support one another. Today, I have gathered with my sisters to discuss a grave threat to us all. When I called this meeting, the sisterhood assumed I would speak of a deathly illness, or perhaps something of that nature. We do have some unique health concerns, you know. That's not what the meeting is about. I almost wish it were.
The topic of discussion is sex. Something which made the sisterhood smile, laugh or scoff, depending on the woman. I waited for them to quiet down. Five thousand women from sixty different countries, from all walks of life. Senators, state representatives, lawyers, doctors, corporate leaders and so forth. I felt bad for them because they didn't know what was going on in their own backyard. An epidemic now threatened all of these brave, smart and charming women. I wouldn't rest until all of them were warned about this new danger to the collective sisterhood and we took steps to prevent it. And so I told them. An epidemic of anal sex had swept across the world and it seemed that a lot of our sisters were simply bending over and taking it where the sun didn't shine.
After I told them this, the sisterhood was laughing. Then they realized that I was serious, and began looking at each other. Some were smiling, others were simply rolling their eyes or whatever. I urged them to consider the seriousness of the situation. This was no joke. How can any smart, educated, strong and independent, empowered woman simply bend over and let a man shove his cock up her ass? This was wrong! Well, apparently among the women, the wrongness of this was debatable. Some of these women even said that they rather enjoyed getting their nether regions probed by cock. I wish I could tell you the names of these traitors, but since they're an embarrassment to the sisterhood, I shall maintain tactful silence. Anyway, I identified the culprit.
Samuel X. A tall, debatably good-looking black man living in the Boston area in Massachusetts. His country of origin is Haiti. He's a college student at some school in the city. He calls himself a Men's Rights Activist. There are reports of him going around the city and indeed the country, sharing his message that men are discriminated against. He also speaks up for male victims of domestic abuse and the plight of fathers whom vindictive women prevent from seeing their offspring. He is a member of the men's movement and arguably one of their most influential leaders. Oh, and he's also bisexual and unapologetically claims to dislike both sexes. He says he only fights for men's rights because they need a protector, in the interests of balance, not out of some deep loyalty to his fellow man. To date, he's helped many men in bad situations. I see him as a threat not only to feministic dominion of the planet earth. If the men start to rally behind him, this could be our doom. I implore the sisterhood to deal with this man and what he represents at once.
You see, he's not only advocating true equality for men, he's also some kind of messiah. Indeed, he seems to have abilities far beyond those of ordinary men. He's strong, smart and resilient. He doesn't seem to care what women or men have to say about him. He doesn't think much of either gender. He doesn't practice chivalry either. He sees himself, and men in general as independent beings. He claims men should free themselves from societal expectations, stop trying to please women and instead focus on their own goals and personal happiness as men. He is forthrightly bisexual, but doesn't seem to be as into sex as most men, and quite a few women, seem to be these days. Indeed, some have begun to see him as a superhuman figure destined to lead mankind into a golden age. He's all that and a bag of chips. And he doesn't like us, calling us man-hating manipulators. The disturbing part? Many men, and a few women not only believe in him, but they're also loyal to him to their dying day.
After my spiel, I took a look at the sisterhood, and waited to see the effect of my words on them. Someone actually said : What a man! I looked in that direction, stunned. Apparently, this unapologetic, masculine bisexual stud had supporters everywhere, and admirers too. I made a note to myself to have that woman punished. A woman's loyalties should be to those who have the same body parts she has, not some man she's into! The nerve on her for thinking independently!!! Anyway, I continued. I could tell that I was losing my audience. They didn't see that man as a threat. Or those so-called men's rights activists who follow him. These women lived in a time when women were most of all college students, and also had unlimited access to health care and other resources. Today, it's men who were discriminated against, not women. These women didn't see a man fighting for his rights as a threat. Well, I did. Any man who stood up for himself instead of kowtowing to women like a wimp was a threat to the sisterhood. That's my personal viewpoint. I don't care if a few women actually care about the men in their lives. I'm pushing my agenda no matter what.
So, I decided to enflame things a bit. I showed them some of his stories. Stories of sexually adventurous, macho men chasing horny and forlorn women, especially large women. In the stories of Samuel X, women often got fucked in the ass. I don't think any woman should allow a man's cock to go anywhere near her ass. If a woman wants to sleep with a man, then that's why the pussy is for. That, and being licked and probed by our lesbian sisters, of course. Yes, and I read them excerpts from Samuel's stories. I told them about a big black woman named Mary, who was being seduced by Paul, one of the macho and good-looking studs of Samuel's stories. He's fond of creating attractive and super confident men with heavenly bodies and gargantuan cocks who go after tall, large-breasted, thick-bodied, wide-hipped and big-bottomed women. When I described the women in his stories, I got mixed reactions from the sisterhood.
