Man Manual, advice #2: Don’t insist on doing everything with your boyfriend.
Your idea of fun might be a long day of primping and shopping, but for a guy that’s the furthest thing from his mind. God gave you “girlfriends” so as not to punish your man with your chick shit outings! Instead of dragging along your boyfriend for an endless day of wandering and waiting while being your human shopping cart, do it with your pals instead. Read the rest of this entry »
That was one question I asked myself after an incident a few years ago. I met a man in his mid 30s at a bar in South Tampa. He was a well-dressed Italian man with a nice athletic build. We exchanged numbers and that was that. I left the bar and forgot about even giving my number away.
The following week I get a text asking to hang out. I figured what the hell, I’m the adventurous type — why not see what happens. I was a little bit horny anyway, but figured I could probably control myself.
I get over to his place, played with his cute little dog, watched some baseball, and sipped a cran and vodka. We both got a few drinks in us.
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