My husband is loco, I tell you girl! He wants sex almost every night.
Mine too. What are they, nymphomaniacs or something?
Mom always told me dreams are for fools. ‘Sweetie, look at your aunt. All her life she dreamed to become a famous ballerina but she ended up being a salesperson.’
Being a nymphomaniac is a full-time job. Body’s needs are even stronger than your rationality, leading you to weird situations and sometimes bad decisions.
Her favorite chocolates, a bottle of champagne, sexy lingerie…yes, this is all. I head straight to the cash register, to pay for my stuff. Suddenly…a black angel from the sky appears right in front of me!
My heart is beating faster and my cheeks are burning! I know I might sound like a freak but…this seller has an incredible moustache that turns me on!
Sickness kills the passion! Nobody looks forward to going to the hospital and being seen by a doctor. When the doctor is a gynecologist, things get even more complicated.
‘How is he/she going to see my pussy? What if she/he sticks something inside and is gonna hurt?’ Even if you have already visited the gynecologist several times, the idea of having someone between your legs is quite shiver giving and horror-drama. But not for a nympho.
My coworkers are doing their jobs, in front of their computers. The atmosphere is so quiet, as nothing could disturb them. Some of them look into empty, others are focused on reading useless pdf articles, written by bored people, to bore other people.
It’s 9 o’clock in the morning and I feel a little dizzy. My boss just arrived.
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I went back home and I found my boyfriend on the floor. There were unscented candles, cloth napkins, spicy chicken wings (my favorite plat) and…red roses everywhere on the house. Instead of being happy and surprised, I was upset. The red roses reminded me of her.
‘I thought you would be happy to see my surprise…Why are you crying?’
‘I cheated on you…I cheated on you today…’ I said.
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Have you ever seen a close friend through different eyes, in that particular way, you were not supposed to? Did you feel guilty about it? Have you had the awkward feeling that you could not stop staring at him and that you were too obvious? Well, it all happened to me once! See my ‘dirty secret’!
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It all started during a summer in Glasgow. One day I had enough of my parents’ drinking problems and all the beatings I endured, so I decided I had to begin my life alone and far away from them. Therefore, I packed the few things I had and went living with my best friend, Marie.I knew I had to move out from her apartment too in two weeks’ times, so I began applying for jobs. Anything would have been good enough for me;
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I have never been the kind of girl who is afraid of expressing her own thoughts or opinions or who talks behind your back.
‘I am going to tell you straight. I have a boyfriend‘, I told her.
‘You could have said that you are not a lesbian but you preferred saying about your boyfriend instead. So I still have a chance‘ she smiled and left the classroom.
We were both at the same faculty, in the same year, the same city, Inverness, the same class and the same bench.
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