

I tell you, if you are a guy, and if you haven't raped a woman, you really have no idea what you are missing. Well, I won't tell you what to do, but maybe if I tell you of some of my exploits.......
The Rapist's Mind Story 5: Rapist's for Hire Before I get into the story, I want to answer one question I've been asked by some of my "loyal" followers: "how can one rape as many women as you have, and not get caught?"
Well I could boast and brag, but instead, let me quote something to you from a paper on "serial rapists" I read posted on the internet:
"By definition, the serial rapist is a successful criminal because law enforcement fails to connect his crimes, fails to understand his motives, and subsequently fails to identify and apprehend him. It has been demonstrated that the serial rapist, as a career sex offender, develops over time any number of means for keeping his identity unknown, and evading detection by law enforcement. The serial rapist knows how to position himself for rape activity, engage in rape activity, and continue to rape successfully, without any concern that law enforcement will understand, identify, and apprehend him. This is because his fantasy motive is a personal dynamic, and because his MO is progressively flexible."
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Personally, I was shocked, amused, and honored to see such a description of myself!!! I also believe that deep in the hearts of many male member of the law enforcement 'class" is the knowledge that men like myself are simply excersising our god-given rights. I certainly know enough lawyers, cops, "correctional officers", and even judges who have helped me in my pursuit if pleasure.
In fact, it was a judge who in a small town who helped launched me on one of my side-line occupations as a "Rapist for Hire.
I had been caught in a speed trap just outside of this small town, and not having the cash on me to pay the ridiculous fine, was forced to sit in the town jail while they ran a background check on me. I wasn't too worried, i knew there were no warrant ouT on me, and thanks to a lot of firends I had no convictions that would show up. After I made my one phone call, I'd be on my way in no time.
Well, I was hauled out of my cell sooner than I thought, and brought to the home of the judge who apparently used his den as his "chambers".
"Sit down, son", the old coot said as son I entered. "Tom, aint no need for those cuffs in here. This man strikes me as a gentleman." As the Sherrif removed my cuffs, the judge says. "Son, are you a proud White man?"
I looked at him, not sure of where he was going. Now I'm not really a racists, I don't hate niggers or spics, or chinks, or any of the mud races. Quite frankly, tho I love raping all kinds of women, I prefer preying on mud women, cause they are less likely to be the cause for grief for me later on. But I felt it was politic to nod my head.
"Good, son. I thought you might be. And I'm hoping you might be willing to help me." I noddded again, as he went on. I've made it my life's work to keep this town clean and free of nigger scum. Did a pretty good till just about a month ago! One of our own boys here brought back a nigger wench and her family of pica-ninnies to live with him!" I tried to look shocked, but quie frankly, I didn't see what the problem was. But my face must have had the right expression, because the judge just smiled at me.