George Goat
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- Posted: Mon, 10 Mar 2008 06:06:52 +0000
Ok.
I have been in a monogamous relationship for five years straight. We're extremely happy, no real problems. The thing is, me and her have been going out since we were 16 and never had any other partners. Very clean, no STD's, weren't even intimate until 3-4 months into the relationship.
We're 20 now, she's almost 21, and some of my family's predictions from hell are actually coming true. "sexuality fluctuates for many years, it can change even when you're in your 20's." Yeah, yeah, I don't believe you, whatever, go away.
We both have a lot of self-control, usually. I exercise and eat very well to keep a model figure (have done some light modeling work), she knows how to always be the middle man in an argument to stop both sides from fighting. I've never had an urge to cheat on her, she hasn't had any to cheat on me. We agreed we can look all we want at other people as long as we don't touch. But basically the first four years were absolutely blissful.
So then for the past year my hormones have been royally messing with my head. And over the last few months it's been especially bad. The old teenager mood swings have totally subsided, no more crying before that time of the month, a lot less whining about things. Basically I'm becoming more emotionally stable, I guess? =D
Too bad I also started catching myself looking at men, along with the usual women.
And I'm a total prude about meeting new people, usually. Total prude about even touching people or LOOKING THEM IN THE EYE. Even some of the simple social thins other people don't pay mind or take for granted.
Then last night, after being cooped up for months in the house and neither of us going anywhere, I get her to agree to go to a dance club with me because some old friends invited me. I was beginning to get annoyed at my girlfriend for coming around but always only going places like restaurants where we SIT, and don't move...or sitting all day just to play video games. it was beginning to put a strain on the relationship, because whereas I love being active and getting exercise, she's a bit of a homebody. I still love her dearly, just...we differ in that one area ALOT.
before I met her, me and my old high school friends clubbed like twice a week. We just loved dancing. So I was overjoyed when she agreed to go with me.
Well, when we got there I saw one of the friends who invited me for only 15 minutes or so, they were having a terrible fight with their girlfriend and then took off from the club. The other friend we talked to for a bit, 20 minutes or so, she was busy dancing with her boyfriend.
I was so ecstatic about being able to go dancing I didn't even mind so much that I only got to see those friends a little bit. I danced with my girlfriend for a bit, but she got tired way before me, and sat down. I dance every single night at home even though I don't go out much, and am admittedly very very good at it. I got a crowd of people around me...and I have to admit my eyes began to wander. This incredibly effeminate man in a fishnet skirt, slinky leather boots.
Off dancing in his own world. It was amazing, he was one of the best dancers there along with me. But, he didn't even seem to notice me. And yet everyone else besides him did notice. It intrigued the hell out me.
The bouncers and some of the other dancers invited me to dance on the stage they have in this club, and so when my favorite song came on I did. The attention of the crowd just totally inflated my ego, I was on fire, and danced the best I ever have. I made eye contact with the said dancer and smiled at them. again, one of the ones sitting off to the side and not fawning in the crowd below. Intriguing. Oh so intriguing.
Ok, to make this long story shorter, my girlfriend caught me looking and complimenting him and actually agreed to let me invite him to dance with us. We danced amazingly. And then got very close while dancing. And then other stuff happened.
We had a threesome in the back of the club.
And then in the back of her van. gonk .....<3
No protection, no nothing. All I knew was that his name was Stephen, he was introverted, had a russian accent/was from russia, ******** hot legs, beautiful eyes, liked to dress in women's clothing and all that s**t. And he had a really big...thing.
So, I've gone from being a lesbian in an exclusively monogamous relationship for 5 years, to someone who just had a one-night stand-threesome with a tranny and my girlfriend. neutral
I'm just wondering, did I goddamn lose my mind over the course of a day, or does these things just kind of happen sometimes? One night all hell just breaks loose and it can change your whole life.
And...morning after pills. I had to take them. Does anyone know the success rate of them? I had a period like five days ago, and actually have fertility issues according to the doctor, so I don't think I'm going to get pregnant.
I have been in a monogamous relationship for five years straight. We're extremely happy, no real problems. The thing is, me and her have been going out since we were 16 and never had any other partners. Very clean, no STD's, weren't even intimate until 3-4 months into the relationship.
We're 20 now, she's almost 21, and some of my family's predictions from hell are actually coming true. "sexuality fluctuates for many years, it can change even when you're in your 20's." Yeah, yeah, I don't believe you, whatever, go away.
We both have a lot of self-control, usually. I exercise and eat very well to keep a model figure (have done some light modeling work), she knows how to always be the middle man in an argument to stop both sides from fighting. I've never had an urge to cheat on her, she hasn't had any to cheat on me. We agreed we can look all we want at other people as long as we don't touch. But basically the first four years were absolutely blissful.
So then for the past year my hormones have been royally messing with my head. And over the last few months it's been especially bad. The old teenager mood swings have totally subsided, no more crying before that time of the month, a lot less whining about things. Basically I'm becoming more emotionally stable, I guess? =D
Too bad I also started catching myself looking at men, along with the usual women.
And I'm a total prude about meeting new people, usually. Total prude about even touching people or LOOKING THEM IN THE EYE. Even some of the simple social thins other people don't pay mind or take for granted.
Then last night, after being cooped up for months in the house and neither of us going anywhere, I get her to agree to go to a dance club with me because some old friends invited me. I was beginning to get annoyed at my girlfriend for coming around but always only going places like restaurants where we SIT, and don't move...or sitting all day just to play video games. it was beginning to put a strain on the relationship, because whereas I love being active and getting exercise, she's a bit of a homebody. I still love her dearly, just...we differ in that one area ALOT.
before I met her, me and my old high school friends clubbed like twice a week. We just loved dancing. So I was overjoyed when she agreed to go with me.
Well, when we got there I saw one of the friends who invited me for only 15 minutes or so, they were having a terrible fight with their girlfriend and then took off from the club. The other friend we talked to for a bit, 20 minutes or so, she was busy dancing with her boyfriend.
I was so ecstatic about being able to go dancing I didn't even mind so much that I only got to see those friends a little bit. I danced with my girlfriend for a bit, but she got tired way before me, and sat down. I dance every single night at home even though I don't go out much, and am admittedly very very good at it. I got a crowd of people around me...and I have to admit my eyes began to wander. This incredibly effeminate man in a fishnet skirt, slinky leather boots.
Off dancing in his own world. It was amazing, he was one of the best dancers there along with me. But, he didn't even seem to notice me. And yet everyone else besides him did notice. It intrigued the hell out me.
The bouncers and some of the other dancers invited me to dance on the stage they have in this club, and so when my favorite song came on I did. The attention of the crowd just totally inflated my ego, I was on fire, and danced the best I ever have. I made eye contact with the said dancer and smiled at them. again, one of the ones sitting off to the side and not fawning in the crowd below. Intriguing. Oh so intriguing.
Ok, to make this long story shorter, my girlfriend caught me looking and complimenting him and actually agreed to let me invite him to dance with us. We danced amazingly. And then got very close while dancing. And then other stuff happened.
We had a threesome in the back of the club.
And then in the back of her van. gonk .....<3
No protection, no nothing. All I knew was that his name was Stephen, he was introverted, had a russian accent/was from russia, ******** hot legs, beautiful eyes, liked to dress in women's clothing and all that s**t. And he had a really big...thing.
So, I've gone from being a lesbian in an exclusively monogamous relationship for 5 years, to someone who just had a one-night stand-threesome with a tranny and my girlfriend. neutral
I'm just wondering, did I goddamn lose my mind over the course of a day, or does these things just kind of happen sometimes? One night all hell just breaks loose and it can change your whole life.
And...morning after pills. I had to take them. Does anyone know the success rate of them? I had a period like five days ago, and actually have fertility issues according to the doctor, so I don't think I'm going to get pregnant.