I’m single in my early 30s and overall pretty happy. I’ve had two serious boyfriends with whom I had amicable breakups and I’ve dated in between, but in talking with my friends, I realize I’ve had a lackluster sexual history compared to them.
Before my mom passed away last year, she maintained an active Facebook account. My father did not. Recently, my 72-year-old father started using my deceased mom's account to post photos with and comment on status updates of two 20-something women that he is now dating.
I'm planning to marry my boyfriend of two years in the fall. Recently, he texted a mutual friend a greeting. Since my friend didn’t recognize the number, he Googled it. Google took him to one of those venting web sites for women, and lo and behold, an escort posted to the site complaining that my boyfriend allegedly reneged on a $1,000 handshake agreement for sex!
I'm a 40-year-old dude living in SF. I’ve been single for the past year and taking a break from serious dating to just enjoy myself and let some time pass after the breakup of my 10-year relationship. I’m heading to Vegas soon with some buddies and am seriously considering going pro (hiring a prostitute) for the first time.
Everyone I know will celebrate if the Supreme Court overturns Prop. 8, but I am filled with dread.
I'm a 35-year-old woman trying to compete in the brutal SF dating scene.
I’m a gay man who loves porn of all kinds. I even watch straight porn, mostly because of the guys, but I also think that women can be pretty hot. So here's my question. I don’t mind all the sounds women make in straight porn, but when I’m watching gay porn, it bugs me that the bottoms sound exactly the same. Basically, they squeal like girls. Why does this turn me off so much? Am I internalizing my homophobia or something? I’ve looked high and low for gay porn where the bottom actually sounds like a man, without much success.
I'm a 24-year-old woman who just graduated college. The job market is intimidating and I've got about $25,000 in student loans to start paying off. I live in a shoebox-sized studio in the Inner Sunset and make ends meet as a cocktail waitress while looking for a job in my field. A friend of mine just made $8,000 donating her eggs for infertile couples to use in IVF. She said it was a minor surgery and there wasn't much pain, and she's going to do it again and urged me to consider it. The fact that I could pay off nearly a third of my student loans with an outpatient surgery, while helping a couple conceive, is tempting, but I'm worried about the psychological effects afterward. My mom and boyfriend have urged caution, but my friend insists it was a great experience. Help.
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