Ok. I’m not proud of it. But I went back for more. Why? Because the sex was that good people! It was so not worth it. Learning lesson here. At some point I have to break out the dunce cap and go sit in the corner and think about this further. It borders on pathetic what I do and have done for great sex.
So there I am in his bed with my head in his nether region…and… nope… no details. lol. What did you think I was going to say?
My point here is that NO ONE controls me, my sexuality, how I love, when I love. PERIOD!!! Yes triple exclamation and capital. EVER!! End of fucking story.
Thank God I’ve met some really phenomenal men in this single sojourn. I’m not going to let this sidetrack put me off. So let’s just keep playing my new single anthem “It’s raining men” until I can figure out which one is mine. Lol