I had forgiven him and I called my best friend and told her what happened. She came right over and we talked about it. She advised me to have a private dick service that checks out romantic partners check him out. I was reluctant but since she was paying I couldn’t see any harm in doing it before I slept with him.

Turns out he had lied to me about never having been married. His ex wife filed for divorce and named two other women that he admitted he had slept with. They also had been in counseling for his previous episodes of infidelity before she married him.

I’m so back to my 90 day wait. Dating is so much fun when you know the lines they give you won’t work unless they back it up with those 90 days.

I dated a lot, but I was wary of what the guys would say if I slept with them so I didn’t. I have had many(well a few lays(7)) since I left high school. I am 24. It is just so hard finding a man who will wait that 90 days.

Sometimes I think I should try the Zen Lill approach. She doesn’t seem to be a fan of the 90 days, but then how long should I wait? I asked my brother if 90 days is too long. He said “if I hung around for 90 days, then I would probably think about marrying the chick.”

So, I’m back waiting 90 days. The one guy who got it after 39, hung around for about a year then he admitted that he had cheated on me with my coworker that I had introduced him to at my company party. I dumped him right after he told me.

Frankly, if I hadn’t been going through an especially lonely period when we met, I would have discovered he was a creep because I introduced him to that co-worker around 60 days into what would have been a 90 day wait. He fucked her a little more than a week after that.

Yeah, if I had waited 90 days I would have discovered he was a cad BEFORE he got a piece of me. Live and learn.

OMG!

I would most times finish the quote for him and then he would say “you know that quote means those men who you are giving that precious pussy to so cheaply don’t esteem it as highly as they should.” I’d tell him to stay out of my romantic business and we would go to breakfast or lunch.

Wayne got married 4 years ago, I cried because I realized that I loved him more than I knew. We stayed friends even though his wife hated me. I confessed three years ago to him that I loved him so much that it hurt when he got married.

He confessed to me that he was always in love with me, but couldn’t find the courage to tell me. I asked him why he got married. He said he thought he finally found a woman with my brains, beauty, and personality but without the lack of self-esteem I seemed to have.

I burst into tears and hugged him. He said maybe you will start to value you and look for a man who will feel the same way. I never gave myself away so cheaply again.

Today, almost 3 years to the day we had that talk I found and married the man of my dreams. He is 52, once married for 4 years and no children. He was my gynecologist for 21 years. I’m 41.

Now, Debbie, Wayne’s wife is my best friend(my husband has been her GYNO for 18 years). We do so many things together as a couple.

When I read your “Be proud of that pretty, precious, pussy between your legs. It is a coveted gift that should not be given so easily to any man or they will most likely not see the great value that you are.” I just had to write in and tell my story.

I have been a fan for 2 plus years, if I had been here earlier, perhaps I would seen the light sooner. That you for being so open and honest.