Well I'm excited cause I'm gonna be working out @ the gym & starting a new diet. I hope to lose weight & tone my body. Me & my man have been kinda getting on each other's nerves lately. I wanted to go out this weekend cause I won't get another for a few weeks. He wanted to play pool, I mainly wanted to go to a strip club to see some tits & ass. Oooh I love tits! How should I go about getting my man to agree to a threesome? Or should I just suck some bitch & let her do the same, then if he finds out, let him deal with it? I really wanna be licked by a FEMALE. Shaved pussy, big tits, nice ass, full lips, pretty face. PLEASE COMMENT!!

I have to admit that I think I have a problem. Like most other 21 yr males I like porn. But I like it too much. I am obssesed with watching sex happen. I even had a porn shot at a party at my fraternity once and loved it. I dont know what it is, I mean I have a hot ass gf: Tall leggy blonde witha great ass and small tits. We hump like twice a day and I still like watching porn. As of late I get hit on by alot of older women and found that I like older people porn. What is wrong with me? I know its healthy for men to like and watch porn but not to this extreme. I love my gf sooo much and she doesn't even know how much I indulge in porn but she hates anything porn even soft porn. Our sex life is above average so I dont know what the problem is. Please point me in the right direction. Am I a perv (creepy), normal?, I just want to know so I can finally get over it. PLease do let me know I do read from here all the time

I live with my girlfriend and we share money, but i have spent around £8000 on financial mistresses in the last 8 months. thats about half my annual income. She asked to see the details of our account but i threw her card out so she thought she lost it and i pretended not to know the pin for my card. She's going to ring them today on her lunch hour and she'll see all the paypal and amazon charges and go insane. I might just run away before she gets home. I am in so much shit!!

My boss is a married man, and the other night i came home to find him on my couch getting hot and heavy with my room mate who's also a guy. He didn't know i lived there and met my flatmate in a bar. Aparently he's been with my flatmare before. Anyway the next day at work he calls me into his office, when i got in there he burst out crying and begged me not to tell anyone. He alos promised to be favourable on my next pay review. I figured it was worth it just to keep quiet, i ended up telling my friend and we couldn't resist making comments about it in meetings and whenever he was in earshot. So he called us both into the office to sort it out. Long story short, we're blackmailing him and he's looking for another job.

Off to the casino again....last time i was there i was up 3400 dollars...but the time before that i lost 4200. This gambling is so addictive. I dont know how i will do tonight, but the only game i play is black jack. The way i see it....its much easier to beat the dealer on that, than to try to beat 5 different people playing texas hold'em. If i can come out 3000 to the good tonight i think im going to call it quits for awhile, my wife will kill me if i loose more than that. But oh well what she doesnt know wont hurt her. Does anyone else out there have an addiction to gambling like that? I know some people might say....3000 thats to much money to gamble with, and then again some people might say....is that all you gamble with.......lol its quite perplexing.

One of my friends just got pregnant; she's 19, and thought she was sterile. Turns out the doctors were wrong. They're keeping the baby, and getting married. I shouldn't envy her; I DON'T envy her, I worry that she might be fucking up her, his and the kid's life. It's going to be huge, and she's clearly not ready for it. And yet... tonight, when I saw her for the first time since I found out, I just felt... sick and shaky and like I want to cry. I want her baby. I want a baby, any baby. I want to be pregnant and have a child. SO badly. Rationally, I don't, I know it's a bad idea, a really bad idea, and it's not what I want. But I keep getting overruled by this longing. I go to pieces when I see children. It's so hard to look at my friend, I just feel... empty. I don't know if this is mental screw up or if my hormones are fucked. I've always been maternal, but it's just getting worse. I don't understand this and I don't want this.

I always want to be the last person to judge anybody, but now whenever somebody tells me they're a born-again Christian and want to sell me on the 'love of Jesus Christ,' I just want to vomit. And I was raised Catholic! But a few years ago, my partner and I went to a movie called THE LONG KISS GOODNIGHT. Very violent, action-packed, lots of profanity and sexual content. In other words, a great flick! When the lights came up, a woman who had been sitting next to us with her boyfriend came over and asked if she could talk to us. She asked me if my partner and I were "together." When I said yes, she said something about how Jesus loved us, but not our "sin", and that we should turn to Him for help! Yet there she was, watching Geena Davis kill about a hundred people with us and everybody else! Not to mention 'her boyfriend' (no wedding ring that I could see). I lost some of my love for people that day, and I don't know if I'll ever really get it back.

I looked after my friends chinchilla while she went travelling, I'd only had it 2 days and accidently killed it ! This happened because I had let gizmo out of his cage for his evening excerise , I knew I had to careful because I had a very jealous cat who would attack anything that wasn't human. Anyway when I returned from my evening out, my dad told me that he's been into my bedroom and left the door open, I panicked ran upstairs and found my cat sat outside my room, I should of realised dad was winding me up , but my instant reaction was to open the door. Chaos followed, the cat was chasing gizmo I was chasing the cat, in the end I cornered gizmo under my bed which I lifted very quickly and managed to squash the poor little thing. I was devastated I drove to an all night vet who pronunced gizmo dead on arrival. My friend phoned me the next day to see how he was, I couldn't bring myself to tell her what i'd done. To this day she thinks he died of a lonely heart.