Ran out for a quick drink after work with a natural. If I told him I was on the executive committee of a learned masculinity forum he would laugh as he would surely think Im joking.
Anyway, 3 women joined us at the bar and we exhanged pleasantries for a few moments when my bud needed the restroom.
The Shitlord carefully took off his suit jacket and hung it expertly on the back of his chair. Speaking to only me, he said.
"Hitting the head. Dont let these bitches touch my jacket"
The women's jaws dropped. Cue the feigned outrage :
"Did he mean us?? Are you kidding? Who does he think he is???"
Well it was absolutely predictable. When he got back All 3 were searching for his attention and approval Hair flipping, tits jutted out, touching his arms etc.