I've been a mistress for 5 long years. I've stayed in the relationship even though it took a lot of sacrificing, tears & pain because I love him so much. He filled me up with false hopes. I've loved him with all my heart & soul, I gave him my everything.. my whole life revolved around him. And now, without a warning, he dumped me for his wife! It's just so unfair. I don't know where to start, how to pick up the pieces again. I love him so much, I want him back but he's completely ignoring me. He didn't even gave me the chance. I feel so all alone. What do I do now? I'm so desperate... This is driving me insane, I just want him back in my life.
Time to put your assumptions about gender role differences out on the table.
I'm married, 42, living away from friends and family and old boyfriend is coming to town.
Know you love them but the distance is starting to take its toll.?
Amongst men all over the world there are unwritten rules that we all abide by. These rules include everything from not using the urinal next to another male in a public place, being the proper wingman, and siblings. When it comes to sisters, guys everywhere get incredibly testy when other males give them ANY kind of attention........
Note: Don't forget to follow my journey of looking for love with a physical disability on my blog, So about what I said... I have an epic, passionate love affair every Monday night. It’s not one of those affairs that takes place in the dark of the night, in some seedy retro-‘70s hotel room with flickering lights and paisley-flowered sheets. It’s not even the type of affair that could get us into trouble for our ‘unfaithfulness’, or even worse, could find us getting served with divorce papers.
Note: As always, don't forget to follow my journey on my personal blog, So about what I said... Oh, those five seemingly innocuous words that, once uttered, swing open Pandora's Box and unleash an unrelenting firestorm of emotions: Fear, tears, laughter, red-faced embarrassment, confusion, more red-faced embarrassment. In fact, next to that other five-word phrase ("It's not you, it's me"), there's nothing so jolting or surprising in the language of love. It's the perfect ice breaker (or fire-starter) for having "that" conversation. It even works for those love scenes and other high-stakes story arcs in movies - a character (man or woman; I don't discriminate here) quietly approaches another character (man or woman; again, I'm all equal-opportunity here) looking scared and unsure while the background music starts to surge.
Have you ever hosted or attended an at home sex toy party? If so, what types of games or activities did your consultant have for you?