and so the begging begins...

I live my love life... err... sex life in cycles. Same cycle with a different guy. Every time.

So Ted won't leave me alone. It's not so much that I want to be left alone, but holy goodness!! At least let me take a breath here and there.

I give him a little taste of my sexual juices and he's still thirsty. Now parched.

It happens with every guy. I don't think it's because I'm an amazing lay. I think it's because I make myself unnattainable... not unavailable, just unnattainable. It drives men wild, but I don't do it on purpose.

You see, I'm an honest gal. And right from the start I'm pretty upfront with guys about what I want. And I tell them that "we" will never happen. I don't want a relationship. I think it works for some people, but not for me. Suddenly, it's a competition, a race, whatever.

They keep coming back for more, and I give more as I please. But then they want more than the physical, and that's when I have to cut the cord.

They beg... keep begging... and finally (hopefully) they stop.

But Teddy is still at the beginning of the cycle... so I'm gonna let the wheel keep turning on this one.

tee hee.