A Sexy Angel And Ugly Demons: The Temptation To Cheat Is Hard To Beat
I think I'm in big trouble. The other weekend I dropped by the hardware store and couldn't help but notice the unbelievably sexy angel working the cash register. I was a bit taken aback, partly because I wouldn't expect to see such a gorgeous girl around my age working at a hardware store, but mostly because she wouldn't stop flirting with me. The reason I'm in trouble is that I have a steady girlfriend and I don't want to do anything that would jeopardize that. On the other hand, I've been dying for a little variation in my sex life and aside from sex dating sites this was the closest I've come to picking up a such a gorgeous girl.
A much older person who I've always looked up to once told me that love does eventually fade no matter how perfect you think your partner is. This is quite a depressing thought and I wonder if his insight on the nonexistence of everlasting love is actually true. After meeting a great girl on a 
It's about that time of year again when there's a chill in the air and getting outside for a run is that much more unappealing. When I first met her on a 
If there are any guys out there wondering if they'd be able to get it on with a couple of lesbian girls, don't despair. I've discovered that it is indeed possible! Granted, you may find yourself trying for quite some time until you find a couple ready and willing to spice up their sex life by throwing a guy into the mix, but if you scour enough 
I always dread coming home to my parents' house for dinner. No matter what I do, my mom thinks that I could have done better. When I was little, she would complain that I never earned enough gold stars like the other boys in our class. When I was in college, she would complain that I should follow in my father's footsteps and study law instead of journalism. Things have gotten worse now that I'm working. She complains that I'm not earning enough money because I chose to become a writer instead of a lawyer. The cherry on top? She often compares me to some of the book club ladies' sons because they're working as doctors, lawyers or whatever. I have asked her to stop comparing me to those wealthy young men, but I'm usually tipsy every time she starts nagging me. Alcohol makes me a little hard of hearing and unfocused, so it's difficult to get my point across when I need to tell her that I'm not really into