Hey, Faggot:
–Sexless
Best of Chicago voting is live now. Vote for your favorites »
I don’t have an answer for you, but some questions of my own: Why are you pregnant? What was going on in your head when you decided to get or stay pregnant by someone you’d known for such a short time? Considering that this is child number two, you had to be aware of the cause-and-effect relationship between fucking and babies. So, were you using birth control? If not, why not? If you were, did you consider using emergency contraception when it failed? If you didn’t know your birth control had failed until it was too late for emergency contraception, did it occur to you that this might be a good time to exercise your constitutional right to a safe and legal abortion? For your own sake, I wish you had. Three or four months into a relationship, no one is ready to make a long-term, let’s-have-kids commitment. And, frankly, the rush to commit that this pregnancy forced on your relationship is, I’m thinking, at the bottom of your sex-life troubles. This relationship had a promising start–you enjoyed being together, you were sexually attracted to each other–then you got too pregnant too soon, and things started moving too fast.
My most persistent and exciting fantasy is to see my girlfriend serviced by a group of horny studs. My girlfriend is excited about the possibility, but doesn’t want to be a “slut.” Where does this fantasy come from? I’m comfortable with the idea of doing this, but I still wonder if some deep sexual maladjustment or insecurity is at the root of this desire.
I recently found out that the guy I’ve been involved with for eight and a half months is addicted to crack cocaine. He admitted to the addiction but said he doesn’t want my help dealing with it. He has a job, but he lives with me. He doesn’t pay bills; I even buy him clothes and shoes. My friends say I’m being used, but he says he wants me to be patient, and he’ll change. I try to be patient. He comes and goes as he pleases and still spends some nights at his “ex-boyfriend’s” house, all these guys keep calling, and I find phone numbers everywhere I look, but I don’t want to turn my back on him. Should I love him or leave him? –Addicted to Love
