I have a wonderful husband and we have been married for 8 years and I do love him. But I was married before to someone else for two years and he cheated on me so I didn't give him a chance or the time of day to make things right again. I got my divorce and moved on quickly with the man who is now my husband. My problem is that I keep thinking about my first husband and wondering what things would be like if I had gave him a chance and tried to work our marriage out. He fought so hard to get me back but I pushed him away and started dating. I don't know if I should say I regret moving so fast and getting out of that married but I do still think about my first husband and wonder what if.

Over a year ago my husband cheated on me. I forgave him and we are still married. The only problem is that now I don't trust him. Everything he says and does makes me suspicious. He has not done anything, after that incident, for me not to trust him. I don't know what to do or how I can begin to trust in him again. We have a good marraige but I hate feeling this way. I try not to let him in on the fact that I can't trust him so we won't fight. But it kills me inside whenever he talks to or about any females. I feel that he might like them and have something going on with them. Does anyone have any advice for me?

Hello. For quite some time I have been star gazing. During this activity there have been two incidents where I have seen very unusual activity in the sky. The first was three lights that were at a very high altitude. These lights were in a triangular formation. These lights appeared to hover overhead. Then suddenly they took a dive at a velocity that was unbelievable. They would stop and then begin to raise up. I watched this for aproximately 25 minutes. The second incident was last summer. My mother and I were sitting out on our front lawn getting some fresh hair. When I looked up I saw what appeared to be a ball of fire. I pointed at the object and told my mother to look. She also saw it. It appeared to be rolling across the sky. It wasn't a bright fire ball. It looked more like a red glow. Like a lump of coal. Please if there is anyone out there that ha seen something similiar to this tell me. Every one in my home town thinks I am crazy. They call me martian girl.

This is all a bit strange but possibly the only opportunity to come clean... I fancy myself as a bit of an international playboy. I've spent the last few years travelling around the world and basically going sick, having sex with a lot of women, mixing a constant cocktail of drink and drugs, and attending the very best in social occasions around the globe. Whenever I can manage to scam it and making quite a name for myself in the process. However, as I'm reaching my latter years and the hairs are growing grey, all I really fancy in life now is settling down, buying a small place in the countryside with a partner and starting a family, I guess I just want a regular easy life, perhaps returning to my roots as an accountant in order to maintain a steady income. The problem is that I'm scared about what all my various friends are going to think of me. I'm in somewhat of a paradox - do I carry on the international playboy lifestyle that everyone take for granted or do I follow my heart and get that golden labrador? The whole situation is a downward spiral. The sicker I go the more ashamed, afraid and guilty I feel. But how can i reverse the process? I desperately want out of this game, I'm just a family man at heart.

My love and I are really into threeways with other girls. We try to keep it quiet because, though we are artistic/bohemian types, a lot of our social circle, etc. would disapprove strongly. It's just something we enjoy in our private time. I mostly dated girls before him, and I don't think I could ever give them up completely. I'm lucky enough that I don't have to. It's fun for us both, he gets the variety that all men really want, and I still get to cuddle up to another girly... Is that so wrong?

My wife and I partied one night, after a night of drinking I asked her if she wanted another man (threesome) she told me she wanted to watch me screw another woman while she was tied up and forced to watch. When she sobered up I asked her about her fantasies. She said she has none. I'm thinking of getting her drunk again.

I don't think anybody admits anything anymore. It is a shame. I really enjoyed reading other's secret admissions. You can always reply to this and I will listen. Get it off your chest.

I'm in love with a guy and I dont know how to tell him , for a year and a half i havent been able to be with anyone else because I think about him , he's 1600 miles away . If i tell him I love him it could ruin the friendship we have , but deep down I think he feels the same .