jekyllandhyde

I need to have sex. Not a straightforward one-night stand like I had the other night (the first time I had had sex at all in almost two and a half years), but kinky, bondage-laden sex. I haven't done that since I was with the girl I thought I was going to marry, more than three years ago. I could be the dom or the sub, I'm cool with both, I'm a switch

I used to have major confidence issues, but I've actually gotten a lot better at that, mostly because I've made a conscious effort to improve my life over the past nine months, and I'm quite pleased with the results. Neverthelss, apparently not many women are interested in a 29 year-old who's in the best physical shape of his life (with six-pack abs and the abdominal "V"), who works with abused children, has an MFA, and takes Krav Maga, hah. (Seriously, if there's one thing the dating world has taught me, it's that I'm irresistible to gay men, 50 year-old homeless drug addicts I used to work with, and attractive women who are already in committed relationships who like to flirt with me and mention aloud to me "The things I would do to you if I didn't have someone waiting for me..." and hardly anyone else. Cest la vie, I suppose.)

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