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So, what wouldn't you do?
I'm so intrigued. This question is just so frought with cultural implications and the symbolism that gets wrapped up in notions of the body. Tell, tell!

Aside from all the regular stuff (kids, animals, sick stuff etc etc), here's what I wouldn't do:

-No casual sex
-No unprotected anything
-Nothing gross (and, being borderline obsessive-compulsive, that includes quite a few things for me)
-No coworkers or colleagues
-No students
-No multiple-partner stuff
-No intense role-play
-No sex with drug addicts or dealers
-No typical "bottom" stuff (being tied up, humiliated, etc)
-No sex with someone who's judgment is even possibly impaired
-No sex with someone who just lies there
-No close friends or their family members
-No anything up my butt. Nope!
-Nothing that makes me uncomfortable, even for someone I really love who really, really wants me to do it.

Then, I also have some "Probably Nots." I doubt I'd ever do these, but maybe if the person was really special or I was just horrifically desperate...
-15 year or greater age difference
-Your Mom
-Teacher
-Somewhere people would see me

That was fun.
So. The wedding.

Physically, the weekend left me pretty broke, but I am actually sort of...really happy.

This wedding was basically like a high school reunion. And people couldn't stop telling me how hot I was! Nice, huh?! So that was awesome. I noticed that nobody was stopping Mister Date-Rapey to tell him that his receding hairline and patchy wanna-beard were hot, so...heh.

The girl I was worried about seeing (we were really great friends until I slept with her - then she cut off communication with no explanation to me or any of our mutual friends) tried to be waaaaaaaaaaaaay too fakey-nice to me and that sucked, but I just avoided her as much as possible. Her date was a total ass and seeing her get her just deserts warmed my heart all up.

After the date-rapish situation ten years ago, I told Mister Can'ttakenoforananswer that I would never talk to him again. He was upset when I made good on my word because he and I travel in the same social circles. Apparently, he is still upset, because when he realized I was pretending he didn't exist at the wedding, he cornered me. I was in the middle of an intimate conversation with an old friend when Mister There'sstillsomepartofN-OI'mtoostupidtounderstand walked up real close to me and stared at the side of my face, with his arms crossed until I introduced him. Though she had no idea who he was, my dear old pal picked up on his assholeishness right away and basically inside-joked him out of our conversation.

Big surprise, huh? The guy who practically forced himself on me is still doing what he can to disrespect my boundaries and "show me who's boss." Some people never learn.

I didn't let him bother me though - just got down to celebrating love and life and happiness with 10 of my oldest friends, one of whom found out just days before that she's preggers with the luckiest and cutest child who will ever grace the face of this earth. w00t!

Thanks for the support, guys. Showing up and facing those people was just something I felt like I had to do and your advice and encouragement were so great.

Yay! Closed chapter. Gotta love that.

(whom? which? who. She's the subject cause she does the "finding out" action...but then who just sounds so funny...*is too lazy to really look it up*)