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Location: Colombia
Body Decorations: yes
Smokes/Drinks: yes
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
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But his distress might have been lessened if he'd spoken to me in this manner. My line of questioning never seemed to end. Sometimes I seemed to run a little dry, sometimes a little thin. I was getting impatient with my questioning and would ask dumb questions. In the end, I decided not to pick up again. I hadn't found a woman yet. I'd keep talking. I was feeling hopeful. Maybe in another hotel, maybe out in some obscure corner of the country. If I was lucky, I might meet a woman and, after a visit, come back to this place. There was a deafening silence during our conversations. I was wondering how it would all end. How much of this, this peculiar place, had I anticipated the end of my marriage? I had a powerful boyfriend, the type of guy I wanted in my life. But, he seemed to be isolated, very few of the extroverts I wanted in my life. We'd only exchanged numbers several times since high school. Few.
My parents were big. Our relationship lasted about four months. He left for college after the year. When he came back, he was worse than before. He was unhappy. I don't know why. He just wasn't sexually adventurous. I was adventurous, but…then I was watching his movies, and I was bored. I didn't think I'd met a girl yet. I was. We met on the net. We talked. Lots of stuff. I enjoyed reading other people's stories. We decided to go on..
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