’ And she will end the relationship. For me the success of any relationship is compromise, I know that I’m not perfect so why should I expect my p...rtner to be perfect, but for her that isn’t the case, she’ll probably go home with some lucky guy tonight but in the morning something will be a turn-off, his morning breath or he farted in bed, it doesn’t have to be a major turn-off for her to want nothing more to do with him. End of story.’ ‘And what do you do, if anything, with these fantasies?’. He felt wetness begin to drool out of her, onto his pubic hair. “Men always say that, but they never mean it,” she said, still panting into his neck.“I mean it,” he said. Then what he had learned came rushing upon him. “Julie says you never let a man inside you without a condom.”“That’s true,” she said simply. “But this is different.”Women thought that way. The fact that something was true, but untrue at the same time was logic only a woman could understand.“Why is this different?” he asked,. I was just taking some cuttings from the roses when it happened, I caughtmy finger on a thorn and drew a little blood. Thinking nothing of it, Ijust went inside and washed it under the tap. Feeling a little faint, Igot myself a glass of water and sat myself down in the living room.That was when I noticed it. My finger, was it turning... green?It was. Then my whole hand. I touched it with my other hand. It felt likea plant stem. Shit, this wasn't good. The green was spreading up my arm.I ran to. --oooOooo--I rode my bike the two miles to Julie's house after lunch on Monday. I brought the DVD we planned to watch. I made sure that I had condoms in my day pack too. Today wasn't the day I expected to make love to Julie, but I thought the day was coming sooner rather than later.The snow that blanketed the ground on Saturday was a bad memory now. Sunday's and today's mid-40's temperatures had melted it away. The ground was back to its normal yellows and browns with just a hint of green. The.