1. Proving you don’t know the first thing about a relationship. They are not built entirely on whether you were the first person your partner got together with or vice-versa - past the possibility of STDs if one or both of you were sexually active before getting together, nobody worth listening to gives a shit. Also keep in mind that whether the relationship is “special” is a subjective thing. For you it’d be the “holy shit, my first date” kind of special - for the poor soul that you somehow roped into this hypothetical arrangement it’d be the “holy shit, I dated Jeffrey Dahmer” kind of special.
2. Sure, you’ll just openly whine about how she doesn’t bring more of her “Stacey” friends over to let you fuck them. Really, though, the only reason you wouldn’t is because the option isn’t available to you? I thought mindless inhibitions were a bad thing in your narrative.
3. AHAHAHAHAAH. Holy shit, have you not read anything you or the rest of your cult have been posting for the last two or three years? Your entire fucking reason for being miserable little shitheels is exactly because you see women as sex objects, specifically evil sex objects because they are not your sex objects.
4. No, you won’t. Working on anything is effort, expended for the sake of someone other than yourself, and that’s the biggest no-no according to everything you’ve ever written. Plain and simple, if you had the capacity to give even a microscopic fraction of a shit about another human being you wouldn’t have the mindset of an “incel”.
5. Again, have you not read your own fucking posts? If you had a daughter you’d molest her daily while telling her she’s a worthless parasite and the direct cause of every single horrible thing to ever happen to the world for the crime of being born as a woman, and in your case “not letting her sleep around” would be disowning her and kicking her out for letting “Chads” “pump and dump” her if she so much as acknowledges that any of the boys she went to school with exist (even before her age hits double digits, and that’s assuming your deadbeat ass could afford to send her to school - or would risk sending her to school and giving her an opportunity to alert authorities to the molestation). If you had a son you’d just hate him regardless; either he has a healthy (or even just existent) dating life, which makes him a “Chad” and therefore your number-one worst enemy, or he doesn’t date at all for whatever reason, and you decide that reason is because he’s an “incel” like you, therefore he’s taking away attention you deserve for how long you went without pussy and as such is also your number-one worst enemy.