It occurred to me that the end of that last post sounded very, very bad.

I assure you that at no point in my life have I ever been a sex addict or nymphomaniac. That tune was just popular when I was 20. Or I guess 18. But I must’ve heard it when I was 20.

Actually, I waited many years before I…you know.

Many. Many. Years.

I didn’t wait until I got married. But I wasn’t just going to run around having meaningless…relations with whomever. I figured it should matter. I wanted to at least be in a caring relationship.

Anyway, this is all super duper TMI. Look at what I’ve walked into, oh boy. Need to go change sheets, got lots of sheets, lots…

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