Here's another bit of advice you might find useful:
Say you've been going steady with your girl for a few days and you're ready to take it to the next level, but then you hear a rumour on the grape vine. You hear a few whispers here and there that maybe your girl isn't being faithful, that maybe she's been seeing someone else on the side. Does a stud like you put up with this bull****? No, he doesn't, unless he's so Beta he makes potassium-40 look Alpha. No, what you do is you go down town and rent the public hall. Then go on facebook and make a bitching event. Call it something like "COOL STUDS EPIC PARTY" or "SICK SEX PARTY WITH *insert your name here*" and then invite every single male your girlfriend has ever talked to, dated, had a class with, associated with, been friends with, seen out of the corner of her eye, driven past on the M1 while heading to Cornwall to visit her elderly Grandmother, shares genetic markers with, etc. Say you've rented the hall out for 8 O'Clock, you then ask your girlfriend to meet you at the public hall at Half 8 for a 'romantic suprise'. Fast-forward to the day of the event, and thousands of guys have turned up. "Where are all the girls!" they cry "This is going to be a sausage-fest"* "Don't worry!" You assure them with a gentle smile "They'll be here, just go inside" Now right off the bat these guys are going to be worried; you're a man, a bad boy, they've only seen you smile once and that was when you murdered an entire monastery because none of the nuns would consent to having sex with you. But they go inside anyway, because Christ, nobody messes with you. By the time everyone's turned up and inside it's about 8:25. You then lock the doors and burn the entire building to the ground. Your girlfriend turns up 5 minutes later to see the man she loved perishing in a fire, along with about 999 others, and equilibrium is restored. You then push her to the ground, walk away, and ignore her calls for a week.
*If someone actually uses the phrase 'sausage-fest' break their ****ing jaw. That's not the kind of bull**** slang that they put up with in Supermax, and it's sure as **** not what you put up with. Christ, get it the **** together.