On the third date, I spent the night at his place. We kissed and he was pretty bad at it, but I didn't let that deter me. Before we did the obvious, I decided to reach down below to feel what he was working with
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What Dat Mouf Do?
So I decided to try out a dating app to test the waters. I’m a silly person to the core, so I made certain to include some banter about the importance of nice (well, decent) teeth in an effort to avoid matching with a yuckmouth [i.e. a person with really bad teeth]. I perused some profiles and came across this one guy who was very attractive; however, I couldn’t gauge how his teeth were going to look because his mouth was closed in all of his pictures [Red Flag], but I decided to put those fears aside, swiped right, and BOOM….it was a match! We chatted on the app…
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Don’t Be A Mitch!
So I had a little bit of a rocky first date with this guy, let’s call him Sassy Mitch. He didn’t tell me he was going to be late to our date until after I had arrived at the restaurant. [You cannot be serious!] Apparently, he locked himself out of his house and only had his phone. I told him we should reschedule so that he could get his stuff in order and because I was starving [and I’m not going to wait for you to get here…sorry!], but he insisted on coming. Mitch arrived 45 minutes late, but I was already grubbing. Fortunately and surprisingly, things ended on a…
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Stankonia
So I met this guy named Bo at a barbecue and the attraction was instant. The chemistry between us was great; however, there was one HUGE problem: He wasn’t quite divorced…He was going through the process, but had a few months to go. [F*ck my life!] I made him aware of the reservations with dealing with someone in his situation and told him there would be no sexual relations between us whatsoever until his stuff was formally settled. The plan was to cut him off because I didn’t want to end up in the middle of any type of drama or for our emotions to get the best of us,…
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The Graduation
So I was very cool with my boyfriend’s family and had known them for close to two years. They lived out of state, about 300 miles, so I would only see them when I joined my boyfriend (when my schedule permitted) on a road trip, which was about 3-4 times a year. Anyway, my boyfriend wanted me to accompany him to visit his family for a special occasion: his little brother was graduating high school. [YAY!] I thought that was all fine and dandy and was excited to attend the ceremony because his brother was such a great kid with a bright future. The only problem was that my boyfriend planned on driving up…
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