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Straight Female / 58
How I Caught My Man
About the age of ten I had my first conversation about sex, marriage, intercourse, boys and the need to fuck, girls and the need for guess what? To get fucked. It went in one ear and out the other. In the seventh grade we had the talk in health which included natural and artificial birth control. Natural, keep your legs crossed. Artificial, pay a Mexican girl to go across the bridge and bring you back the P. In one ear and let it rattle around in your head.
I started dating at 16 and got the talk again. This time really focused on the part about boys and their need to fuck. And keeping my legs crossed. I'm not promising that my legs stayed crossed, but my sister paid this Mexican woman to get us the P. It's true about boys, and if you wanted to date you wanted it too. Then came 21, one more year of college and no engagement ring. Things got real bad around Christmas when Grandma told me that it was all going to be ok, I could always get a job at the church.
I met Sam, a grad student which several points if you could catch him. My sister who was married told me if he was a keeper get off the P. It's not trapping him if you like him. I trapped him, he was definitely not on board, and convincing him he was the one took all the powers of persuasion, and letting it slip with his grandmother. He had to do the right thing.
In the business of trapping a husband you have the next two right away. Get him settled. That was the plan. He just accepted it, and so did I. Not that I was not going to accept it. Well a long way around to tell the story on how we met.
I started dating at 16 and got the talk again. This time really focused on the part about boys and their need to fuck. And keeping my legs crossed. I'm not promising that my legs stayed crossed, but my sister paid this Mexican woman to get us the P. It's true about boys, and if you wanted to date you wanted it too. Then came 21, one more year of college and no engagement ring. Things got real bad around Christmas when Grandma told me that it was all going to be ok, I could always get a job at the church.
I met Sam, a grad student which several points if you could catch him. My sister who was married told me if he was a keeper get off the P. It's not trapping him if you like him. I trapped him, he was definitely not on board, and convincing him he was the one took all the powers of persuasion, and letting it slip with his grandmother. He had to do the right thing.
In the business of trapping a husband you have the next two right away. Get him settled. That was the plan. He just accepted it, and so did I. Not that I was not going to accept it. Well a long way around to tell the story on how we met.
