Thanks I found the thread and read it. You are very kind to take so much time explaining your perspective. I will continue to ponder all you have said and notice how much there is to agree on.
In 1977 I fell in love with a Cajun from Louisiana and we nearly had a MSO, but when the sacred tremor began, his eyes got big like saucers and he said, "Does this feel the same to you as it does to me?" Well, I said YES YES YES because I thought we were both gonna pop a big one simultaneously. But he grabbed his britches and moved in with his hair-dresser instead, leaving me in a state of tumescence prior to consummation. As a result of this pitiful cowardly act, my bartholin gland became infected and I grew a testicle. Just wanted you to know that I can I grow balls.
Love,
Glaxy
PS Can I keep doing the liver flush whenever I need it, if I promise not to call the soap stones "gallstones", and I am perfectly aware that if, indeed, I have a real gallstone, it might get lodged in the duct while trying to get out, and I could need surgery, if I am willing to take the risk? (Without getting pancreatitis?) The reason I ask is because my pancreas was part of the reason why I flushed and again, and pain in that area is new to me...
You win the award for being the most honest and real person on curezone. However for the timid such as myself this is way too much information to handle. LOL
You obviously are loved by everybody that matters here but some don't even love themselves and you present as an easy target for them.
After learning more about the words behind the names and numbers I would agree that Glaxony is a real real person and wins an award for being real. Your words to Glaxony mike1953 are very sweet and some of the nicest things said that I have seen on curezone. I am not that way but it would be nice if most of us were that way.
Some one should step up and marry Glaxony liked asked because I bet they would live a true honest life.
Well it certainly won't be me as already all my X's live in Texas and I will not be adding to that list ever again.
In my experience X's make better friends than lovers and I've remained in close personal contact with both of them to this day. I'm of the theory man wasn't properly designed to mate with the same woman any longer than 6 months to a year after which it becomes a routine but the support obligations never end.
In 1977 I fell in love with a Cajun from Louisiana and we nearly had a MSO, but when the sacred tremor began, his eyes got big like saucers and he said, "Does this feel the same to you as it does to me?" Well, I said YES YES YES because I thought we were both gonna pop a big one simultaneously. But he grabbed his britches and moved in with his hair-dresser instead, leaving me in a state of tumescence prior to consummation.
Sorry that happened to you.
As a result of this pitiful cowardly act, my bartholin gland became infected and I grew a testicle. Just wanted you to know that I can I grow balls.
An enlarged Bartholin gland can look like a testicle. I had a friend who had a Bartholin cyst. It would grow to the size of an egg. When drained it would go down about 6 months then enlarge again.
I think it is important to address the cause of these things. Men should never start something they don't intend to finish. Problem is most men think they can treat a woman like she is a man turned inside out and get somewhere. It is not happening no matter how good she may decide to fake it. It takes about two months of trust building before the wave of surrender descends making MSO possible. By then, men are looking for fresh meat, and their women, if lucky enough to still be around, are gazing at the back of his head instead of into his eyes.
Is there any wonder why there is a silver thread of feminism within the UN that is lobbying to make prostitution legal worldwide, as a basic human right....