We’ve all run into dating
dealbreakers, that one small thing you just can’t get past (smoking, sommelier-obsessions,
political orientation)…but have you ever had Johnny
Cash as your dating dealbreaker? I don’t want to give too much away: but
you will never guess where her Johnny
Cash tattoo is located.
My
feelings about Claire's ink didn't fully coalesce until we were in her bed,
undressing each another. This was it: her unveiling, her one-woman show. Even
though I knew what to expect — all her characters were present and accounted
for — I was still taken aback. Clad solely in black panties, covered in these
drawings bereft of any real meaning, her body didn't look so much sexy as it
did comical, commercialized, like I was about to have sex with the cereal
aisle. Even so, I decided to ignore my feelings for the sake of our unfolding
sexual drama. I believe the Bible says something about not passing judgment if
you're trying to get laid.
Seriously. You’ll want to find out where Johnny’s ink lives
on…Read
the entire dating confession, right here.
