Thank you sexy lil pussycats so damn much for reading this book, the first collaboration between me Dinky and the exceptionally talented Leah Brahms.
Formerly known as Hard Guy, the name of this book has now been changed to Hypergamy. It is part one in a three-book series that will include books on Misogyny and Polygamy.
Here's an excerpt from the next book, Misogyny:
"The penis is designed to penetrate..." said the handsome 37-year-old visiting professor into the slender microphone on the podium in front of him.
His broad shoulders and chiseled chest were concealed under a crisply ironed cotton shirt with top buttons undone. The sleeves rolled were up to emphasize his shapely forearms and well-defined biceps. Bushy eyebrows accented his angular face.
"The thrusting motion of the penis during intercourse is by its very nature hard, invasive, and dominant. The vagina is conversely soft, inviting and submissive." He exuded all kinds of raw masculine energy, which he projected, seemingly unconsciously, towards his audience.
The front rows of the auditorium were filled with university girls giving him their full attention. Some had their legs crossed and their shoes dangling from their toes so their heels were exposed. Others were squeezing their thighs together, with a few biting their lower lips as if witnessing something forbidden.
The professor spoke in a manner that was paradoxically thunderous yet calm, and his choice of words were razor sharp and penetrating. The students in this Gender Sciences class were at once in awe of -- and afraid of him.
The choice to invite him to be a guest speaker was controversial because of his unconventional -- some would say sexist -- views on the differences between men and women. But Dr. Gordon B. Hendrixson was an accomplished sociological psychologist and bestselling author of the book Ten Ways to Fix Yourself, and the students were giving him his due respect. His online coaching programme had apparently helped millions of male students transform their lives by teaching them how to take advantage of their masculinity to its fullest.
All the students except for Elise, that was. For, unlike the rest of the students in the lecture theatre, Elise had a scowl on her face. She ground her teeth and grimaced through his lecture. She hated the way this guy was using polite language and sophisticated vocabulary to disguise his blatant misogyny. As he continued to speak, she noticed that she was gripping her pencil so tight, it was about to snap. She loosened her grip and took a deep breath in an attempt to chill herself out.
Ever since she'd been betrayed by both her sister and her boyfriend (ex-boyfriend now), Elise had been angry with the world. Her first month at university had been a struggle. Nothing had gone right. She'd been assigned to the wrong room, which had taken days to sort out. Her class schedule was all messed up (hence why she was stuck in Gender Sciences for now). The cafeteria food hadn't suited her diet, nor her palette. She had been experiencing the worst menstrual cramps that weren't going away. Oh, and did she mention the fact that her boyfriend had cheated on her with her sister only a few months before she'd moved in?
Elise had confronted Marcus the day Carey had told her what she'd done.
What he'd done too. He's not exactly a victim in this story.
Elise replayed the fateful day in her head often. She'd driven to his house. When he'd opened the door, she had stood there for a moment, not entirely sure what to do or say, trembling with rage. In her fury, she hadn't thought that far ahead. Marcus was looking at her with a shocked expression, trying to get her to talk. After a while, Elise puckered her lips, took a deep breath, and spat in his face. Right between the eyes. He'd winced, and wiped the spit with his hand. There wasn't a shred of disgust or anger in his face -- he'd known that he deserved it, clearly.