Why is my love life so fucked up?a. Why do I let them treat me like a kid? Do they all see me as their baby sitter and nothing more?1. Why did Karen p...ay that horrible trick on me on New Years?b. Why can't I have a normal relationship where we are both equal?1. Alice is great but she treats me like a younger brother.2. Becky and I were equal but we've become strangers.3. Ann was on again, off again and I let her dictate the time and place. How lame is that?4. Cindy was a manipulative bitch. I'm. He wasn’t rushing any moves. He was still kissing her, slowly and sensually. His hands weren’t even moving on her body. Okay, that needed to change. Arleigh moved his hands to the delicate slope of her breasts. ‘Touch me all over,’ Arleigh said in dulcet tones. ‘I’m yours.’ Danny wanted to slap himself to prove that he had really heard her say that, but his hands were otherwise occupied. He touched her slowly, taking time to appreciate the subtle nuances of Arleigh’s beautiful body. He loved. "While you were unable to talk to each other directly about what happened in our sessions, I now encourage you to talk to each other and let your feelings be known. If you'd like to continue with this lifestyle, let your partner know. I'm sure that after these sessions you both have a lot to think about and talk over, so I encourage you both to do just that."There are no longer any restrictions on either of you, so feel free to talk about what's happened in the past sessions, as well as what. I thought I was living a lonely life before but now....well, it got worse. When I would go back to the house, it felt empty, dead and hard to stay. So I kept a few mementos’, cleaned up the place and sold it.That was almost a year ago. In all honesty, the first holidays you observe are the toughest. They bring back the fact they're not there to enjoy those good times with you anymore and then the pain reins you in to a near catatonic state. In addition, dealing with the death of my last living.