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It's an exciting week for The Confessies, your weekly award ceremony for all that is hilarious and eye-catching in the Nerve Dating Confessions. While your contributions were the normal roiling stew of infidelity, early-relationship bliss, and semi-inappropriate use of social-networking sites, we've hand-picked a select few that cried out for extra attention. So join us this week as we honor the best in such categories as facial-hair lust, kiss-offs from the United Kingdom, and early-'90s musical references. The Award for Most Shakespearean Mix-Up Potential: The Award for Most Likely to Be Dating Liz Phair's Ex: The "That's What John Madden Said" Award: The Anne Boleyn Award for Learning the Hard Way: The Hipster-Grifter Award for Hirsute Achievement: The Sophie's Choice Award Click here to read more Dating Confessions!
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Commentarium (7 Comments)
The John Madden award winner needs to just give instructions once. She sounds difficult to please.
Just when I think I've got it all figured out and should shave, a new piece of info like the Hipster-Grifter Award winner comes through and confuses me all over again.
The Ann Boylen girl sopunds like a real sucker.
Son, it's not unreasonable for a man pays attention to my body language, listen to the sounds I'm making, the pressure of my fingers on his head, etc., etc. in place of verbal instructions. I can talk about it before and after, but not during. It's not easy for me to have an orgasm and having to talk someone through it makes me lose my concentration, which makes it take even longer to get me off. Anyway, the guys who were best at giving head were always the ones who didn't need me to walk them through every lick and swirl.
But you could talk through it ONCE while doing it and be done with this big problem that you couldn't solve and needed to confess.
JL's right. Play-by-play is only good if 1) It's the erotic demand of the player, and focuses the playee or 2) You're a genuine Mrs. Robinson trainee.
Consider my 'confession' a PSA for all the clueless box munchers out there.
Now you say something