After Weasel dropped us at SeaTac and we’d boarded the plane, our flight home was typical for us: like our first flight together and the one to Vancouver, we quickly fell hard asleep snuggled into each other, albeit I think I beat Andy to the drop. We remained asleep the whole, long flight apart from food as we were now on a come down from Washup’s high. Walking to the luggage, we spied the café and unthinkingly made a be...

Pete was five years younger than me and just got his degree. He was 2" taller, skinny, and probably the same weight. He had just got out of a relationship, and wanted relaxed fun which was good for me. My only concern was that he wasn't into exercise at all. I really wanted a guy that could keep physical and intellectual pace with me even as a friend. While I wasn't particularly fit by my standards due to work, I was stil...

I'm Kate, Sam's flatmate, and close friend since childhood. Sam and I became close friends in our first year at Area School. By the time we moved to secondary school, we could run down a hogget as well as any boy could. As most kids in our school, we both enjoyed going out hunting: if anything, more so than the boys as we really enjoyed the money from Possums, but the boys could carry and skin a Wallaby better than us. Bu...

That’s it. Breakfast dishes all cleared away. Cups neatly stacked, in the lower cupboard, Cereal bowls alongside with the plates. Now, why do I find something so menial satisfying? Oh, don’t I know the reason very well? It’s a form of security. Just like the warm aroma of my wife’s scones baking in the oven. There’s something steadfast and reassuring about that sort of thing. Fifty years or so of establishing everything i...

I would love to kiss your lips when they're moist with wine and painted red with desire. Gaze into your eyes where your love smolders glowing with passions fire. Feel your bodies warm alabaster flesh burn against mine in a romantic embrace imaging strands of your hair tangled and enmeshed veiling desperate kisses all over my face. Not for me the cold calm kiss of a virgin's uninspired love nor a Saints chaste bliss pure a...

The 7even Stages of Relationship Separation (Male Perspective) Stage One: HELL YEA I’m free, and nobody can take that from me. We weren’t meant to be encumbered by another person constantly sucking our will to live. I can eat what I want, do what I want, do who I want, leave the toilet seat up*, leave my clothes on the floor, drink from the [insert beverage name here] carton, and never change my sheets again. I’m calling...

Karen and I set up our first double date for Saturday night. It confuses me, but Karen feels it is perfect. She and I will not be dates. She wants to date Henry and I get to date her best friend, Janice. Karen and I live on the same street two houses away. We have been friends since we were three years old. When we started school, Janice became our friend. Now we are seniors in high school. We spent all our school years t...

He entered their room online and she smiled and said, “Hi.” He simply replied, “I have something important to ask you...” Noticing he sounded nervous, she asked, “What?” “Umm... how would you like to go out with me?” In shock and needing a little time, she asked him, “Can I have some time to think?” He said, "Okay."An hour or so later, she was about to message him back to give him her answer when she noticed he had change...

Picking up my galWe're going on a dateI'm 5 minutes early Always hate to be late. Greets me in her housecoatA peck, Please take a seatGive me just a minuteShe leaves in a heartbeat. I sit on the sofaAnticipation at lastAnd then I noticedNot alone, here's her cat. Rubbing against my legsWarm purrs are her chantsThen I notice I haveLots of hair on my pants. I can just hear my galPrepping down the hallMaybelline and AvonBit...

Douche bags will be douche bags. We have all probably had a time in our life when someone makes us feel completely vulnerable and used. This date story is a prime example of that. So, there was this guy I was mutual friends with who I was also very attracted to. Tall, dark and you guessed it, handsome as hell. He also drove a crotch rocket which was über sexy. He and I knew one another through a roommate of mine. We were...

It is no secret that I have tremendously bad luck when it comes to dating and hook ups. I am a 23 year old post-college graduate female who works at a law firm, owns a new car, and lives with roommates in a large house. Some would say I sound rather put together.. but then there is my dating life. I really do not have good luck in this area. I will say that I have learned a lot of lessons that other people may benefit fro...

Yes, it sucks to sleep alone.Wouldn't we all like a warm body beside us?To cuddle, to kissthe affection we missCould I give it to youtonight?Oh, how I want toand if drunk I just might.But during this episode of sobrietyI'll pass.Next time you ask(if you ask) I promise to reconsider.Just be sure it's notthe beer talking.

Dudley was divorced. He had been divorced for two years. His wife Nadine had been cheating on him. With a toll taker, of all things. A toll taker named Ivan, who was fifteen years her junior. She had been cheating with Ivan for five years. Five freakin' years! That sure made Dudley feel like a loser. And he'd had no clue. Oh sure, she'd stopped wanting sex. But Dudley figured she was just going through "the change." The c...