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I've had people tell me that (I'm an embarrassment to the human race) after I trip the light fantastic. Despite my understanding of rhythm, there's much lost in translation to my limbs.
I love some promiscuous women, but only if they're mature. I came upon this lesson back in high school when I dated a certain Jessica. She loved sexuality. She loved it more than the Hamburgler loves hamburgers (an expression she had, not I). She loved it so much that the 3-4 times a day I could schedule in wasn't enough. I bumped it up to as much as possible. Not enough, and she cheated. She wasn't able to filter her promiscuity because of her inexperience. This, apparently, has become something of an epidemic.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not what one might call a prude, but sexuality with absolutely no ground rules is fwb, not a relationship.
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