After a very sexually active 2012, 2013 started with something I hadn’t been accustomed to in a long time: A sexual dry spell.
Mind you, my marriage certainly had a lack of sex life. But there were no real dry spells – at least, not until towards the end when I just gave up begging for it and gave up already. It was a continuous routine, and it made our sex life just that less fun to be around. It wasn’t a thing we could do together; it was a requirement.
After the divorce, I really didn’t wait; I knew if I waited too long to have sex, it would become a big production number and I would get more worried and fearful. I couldn’t let that happen. So after a month, it happened with Mr. Love-of-my-Life. Then it was full steam ahead – that was, until AD broke my … Read more
I had originally written this piece about losing my virginity for an anthology. It didn’t make it, but it was too good to waste. I decided to post it here.
I woke up on a Saturday morning, two suitcases loaded and everything packed away. It had been 15 months since the divorce, and at long last, it was moving day. I was going to be living in the city of Los Angeles, after having been a Valley rat a good portion of my life. Now it would be official – my address would read Los Angeles, California.
From the day Caramel started in the office, we seemed to make it a thing to go to lunch together several times during the week. We would hit up the food trucks or the center across the street, sitting and conversing about anything and everything. One of the subjects was how we approach relationships. I already knew how I approach them, and I told him: I am a woman who thinks like a man.
If there is one word that has been leveraged at me my entire life, it has been weird. But when it hasn’t been weird, it’s been crazy.
Since AD’s and my falling out, I lost a lot of my stamina when it came to dating. My casual sex phase was over, and the guys slowed from a rush to a dribble. Then Kinky Bastard came into my life, and I saw what it was like to have a guy who I really clicked with; it was something that I had never experienced with a guy I was dating before him. Even though we didn’t work as a relationship, it was a wakeup call. And since, I became ridiculously picky in dating and the guys I wanted to be around.