About a month ago I was dating this guy Sam. He's my age, still sorta struggling in the job world. Whatever! He's cute and we had a lot of fun when we chilled. (but let's be honest, I have fun with about 95% of the guys I date).
Sam and I had sex on our second date. The man cooked for me... I had to!!
But it hurt. I thought he was slamming into my uterus. He didn't seem that long, but maybe he was.
I told my friends the next day. One told me that sex hurt for her at one time and it turned out she had a cyst on her ovary. Of course, as a medical student, I think of the worst... so I think I've got cancer. But then she assures me that maybe it's just Sam.
Done.
Thanks Sam, bye... don't call me.
Saturday, 28 October 2006
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