Wild Manther

Through the cigar smoke-muddled glow of candlelight, a flash of golden light from a secluded booth.  The young woman feels drawn to its brilliance.  Pulled inexorably closer to its source.  Transfixed, the vague flash reveals itself slowly as she approaches instinctively like a fish to a bright lure.  Between lapels thrust jauntily asunder, nestled upon a thicket of masculine curls, a golden symbol of power dangles on a supple golden chain.  “Care to join me for a drink?” the Manther asks.  “Yes” she replies automatically, sliding into the booth without even registering the question.  The medallion has done its work.

Dangling in the deep V created by a shirt custom-tailored without the three top buttons is one of the Manther’s most potent lures of his female prey – The Man Medallion.  As it flashes and sparkles proudly on the Manther’s leathery chest, young women ae drawn instinctively to it like perky little pirates.  The medallion, especially the gold medallion, is best worn resting upon a hirsute chest.  The thick, dark bed of chest hair provides optimum contrast and accentuates the brightness of the gold.  The choice of chain is really up to the Manther’s discretion and the particular message he wants to send.  A fine, supple chain signifies refined sophistication, while a thick, ropey chain connotes strength and masculinity.

Behold the power of the medallioned Manther in action.

When stalking his prey, a Manther’s medallion works to his advantage on several levels.  On the surface it is a tantalizing display of wealth to vernal young women struggling under the burden of college loans.  It also serves to draw their curious gaze to another of the Manther’s instruments of attraction, his carefully manicured pelt of chest hair.  Third, and even more subtle, is the soft hypnotic effect of a bright, swaying trinket on a young vixen who may have slightly overindulged on Pomegranite Martinis, stealthily disarming her and leaving her open to the power of suggestion.

This Manther, resplendently adorned with an array of medallions, has no need a dark backdrop of chest hair due to his beautifully swarthy hue.

There is a vast variety of medallions that can be seen adorning the exposed bosom of the Manther.  But perhaps the most terrifyingly powerful is the Exotic Token of Adventures Past Medallion.  The beauty of this medallion is that it comes with a story, commonly a tale of a manly exploit from the Manther’s rich past.  Upon seeing its unique, exotic design a female typically will ask the Manther what it means.  Thus providing the perfect opening to regale her with the tale of how he once retraced the steps of Marco Polo along the Great Silk Road.  Or of his time fighting for independence alongside the Tamil Tigers guerillas in the jungles of Sri Lanka.  It could be a parting gift from a thankful village of peasant farmers for constructing a dam to divert life-giving water to their hard-scrabble fields.  It could be a shard of obsidian, discovered after staggering half-frozen back to base camp, the lone survivor of a doomed summit expedition on Mount Aconcagua.  But perhaps the most beautiful medallion of this variety ever witnessed is the gold-dipped great white shark tooth, pictured below.  Is it a memento from a clash with a man-eating shark while pearl diving in the French Antilles?  Or perhaps a token found sunk into his surfboard after a near escape while big wave riding off the coast of Chile?  That, is only for the Manther to know…