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Okay, I'm not a pussy. That's where you're absolutely wrong. My job and my career history demonstrate that. I've never had any trouble with fucking women or showing my feelings for a woman, she is just a special case in my life.
Secondly, we go on dates all the time. We party, we go to bars. It's in my original post, I don't know what your idea of a date is but it's probably pretty lame.
Finally, a status update: Instead of sending her flowers or something that I'm pretty sure would just embarass her, I sent her a picture of my dick. She sent me 3 pictures of her body. Then we critiqued each other at work, laughed all night. Had a great night. We'll see where it goes tomorrow. We still haven't really crossed into the 'emotional' threshold, but I'll let you know where it goes. Right now it's just a very open friendship.
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