here is a cute story for you all :)

Where do I start with telling my story,well I could start at the beginning
to give an overview of my life. I was raised in smallmidwest town usa and
was your typical small town good girl. Well I gave off the appearance to
the grown ups that I was good but most of the guys who knew me knew the
truth that I was a fun time when you got me warmed up. Which happend quite
often when I was in high school. I lost my virginity when I was fifteen to
the captain of the football team and have never really looked back or felt
like I should have waited. I played sports also and was quite good at all I
tried earning letters in basketball,softball and track. I did enjoy living
in the small town most of the time with your weekend parties and making
love down by the river with my current guy love intrest. I earned a sports
scholarship in softball to a division one school and left home to go to the
big city. I hit the party scene running with both legs and earned a
reputation as a girl you wanted to party with. This went on for a few
months and I was having the time of my life but then reality set in and I
had to cut back or flunk out of school.

My second semester I was moved to a different dorm with a new roomate
(Tina) who was older than me and played on the softball team. She really
helped me grow up and understand that I could still party but needed to
learn some moderation. I learned from some of the other girls on the team
that Tina was bisexual but at the time it did not intrest me at all to
think of women in a sexual way. As time went on though and I would see her
walking though the room in just her tshirt or laying on her bed in a towl
after a shower. My brain started to compute that I was attracted to her but
I would not let it out in anyway for fear of what might happen. I started
masterbating while thinking about Tina when I went home and was away from
her for any time but again would not let my feelings show. April 14 2002
was a turning point in my life that really changed how I looked at the
world. I had pulled a muscle in my back playing ball and it made bending
over to do anything very painful. Shaving my legs was almost impossible
because no matter how I sat my back would hurt while I was in the shower. I
was in the shower trying to get my legs shaved before I went out with a few
of the girls to a local club for the night when my foot slipped in the
shower and I let out yell of pain as I hit the shower floor. Tina came
running in the shower and found me laying on the shower floor crying from
the pain. Tina dropped the towl she had around her and sat down on the
shower floor beside holding me in her arms telling me everything was
ok. Tina lovingly kissed my forehead and told me she would hold me until I
could get up out of the shower. When she kissed my forehead it sent a chill
and a shiver through my body that made me pull closer to Tina.

Tina held me close for a minute then moved her lips down to my lips and
kissed them gently and softly. I offered no resistance and at that moment I
was totally hers. We kissed for what seemed like forever,very slow and very
soft. Tina looked me in the eye and ask me if i was ready for more and I
kissed her again to let her know I was her to do with what she wanted. Tina
helped me up and took me to my bed,she dried me off like a little child
then laid me down on the bed. Tina then made love to my like no other
person had ever done or ever will do I suspect. I came so many time my
belly hurt after it was done. We lay there in each others arm all night
after hour love session. Tina and I became a friends with benefits type
thing after that where we made love at few times a month. Tina enjoyed
setting my up with both boys and girls after that but she always sceduled
some alone for us when she felt the need.

I next learned how much fun an older lady could be when I took a partime
job at an office not far from the campus. I did several jobs including
secretary,gopher and being checked out by one of the female supervisors on
my floor. I was still 19 and Laura was in her late thirties but still very
sexy.. I caught her checking me out more than once and played the a flirt
game with her for about a month. It was early November that year and I had
been working late doing some filing for extra cash when I noticed that it
was just Laura and at work. I could feel her hungry eyes looking at me when
I heard her ask me to come into her office for a something. I was wearing a
busness skirt and a button down top that day and felt I looked good. When I
came into her office she ask me to close the door even though no one was
there at the office. I sat down in a chair accross from her where she ask
me if she could be blunt with a question. I told her sure and she point
blank told me how much she wanted me. I made a statment that I was
flattered and that I thought she was pretty also. Hearing these words gave
her the go sign and she got up came over to my chair. She then took my hand
and led me to her couch that was in her room. She was talking to me telling
me how much she wanted me all the while my clothes were leaving my body. In
what seemed like no time she had me naked in her office. She laid me down
on the couch and started kissing my mouth then worked her way down my
body. She really took her time working her way down so by the time she got
to my wetness I was driping with juices. When she touched my clit with her
Tounge I exploded with a huge orgasm that was the first of many that night.
When she was done eating my juices and making me cum several times she
stopped and walked over to her desk. I thought she was done but was I ever
wrong. She reached into a drawer and pulled out this strap-on that appeared
huge. I tried to protest but she just said she would let me know when she
was done with me. She got on me and started fucking me missionary style for
what seemed like forever. She then made get up and bend over and started to
fuck me doggie. I told her I was about cummed out so she put a good amount
of lube on the strap-on and inside me before giving me another good
fucking. I finally passed out from exaustion before she stopped with me.
She then got a blanket out of her closet and told me to take a nap on her
couch. I gladly accepted and fell into a deep sleep very quickly.  Before I
fell asleep Laura told me she had to leave but would see me tommorow. I
told her I would grab a quick nap then go back home. I woke up several
hours later and started to get dressed where I found that my panties were
gone. Laura had kept them for herself as a trophy and this would not be the
last set of panties I would lose to this sexually agressive lady.

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I am dating a girl, and I love her. She's everything I could ask for in a partner. However, there's one sticky situation: she is trying to start a career in creative writing, but her writing is really bad.

Granted, I'm no literary critic - or English major even - but I think her writing is awful. Am I obligated to pretend that I like it when I read her work? Should I try to dodge the issue with white lies? Should I try to break it to her that her writing is terrible?

Normally I'd just avoid the issue all together, but she is trying to start a career, and I'm worried she won't go anywhere. Plus, we're moving in together, and it'll be really hard paying the bills with a starving artist.

Hello all,

So I am ridiculously lucky and have an amazing, loving, caring girlfriend whom I adore. We've been together (living together for most of it) for 9 months now, which is her longest and closest relationship.

I am looking for a little advice on how to approach one of our minor issues. I was at a really rough time of my life this time last year when we met, and thus I've been a very needy girlfriend for pretty much all of our relationship. It's odd because it's a stark contrast to my personality in every other aspect of my life; I'm fiercely independent and stubborn about most things. She doesn't mind, and often tells me that it's endearing. She helps me get through normal days far above and beyond what is necessary. More often than not, she'll make and bring me breakfast as I'm getting ready in the morning, insist that she drive me to class instead of letting me walk when it's cold (incessantly, these days). I hate the cold and am scared to walk alone in the dark because we live in a high-crime area of a big city, so I really appreciate these things, and often do them for her as well. I make dinner most days, and drive her when she lets me.

The problem is, that I don't know that this is sustainable. A huge reason she does so much for me is because it's come up that my last boyfriend before her was extremely helpful to me, albeit in different ways. She knows that I feel like my relationship with him was a very solid one, and feels like she has to overcompensate to "keep" me. I love doing these things for her, but she can never bring herself to ask for something, and feels bad if I help her. It's very difficult for me to get her to accept anything from me. Her grades have dropped since we started dating, from a 4.0 to 3.6, and she hates it, but she still cuts study time to help me- cooking, cleaning, studying with me instead of her own stuff. I am perfectly capable of doing all these things by myself.

Right now, the discrepancy is on my mind because of Christmas presents. I have a very good paying full-time job. I also get money from my parents because I'm a full-time student and they want to pay my living expenses. For Christmas, we agreed to get one another one gift and a stocking with some extra little things. I got her one expensive gift, because I wanted to, can afford it, and know she'll love it, and filled her stocking with smaller gifts- chocolates, the like. But I just found out she got me several large gifts. She cannot afford it, and I know she's very tight for money right now. I don't care what she gets me for Christmas and am thrilled that she is just able to spend it with me and my family. She'll be broke throughout break because of this.


TL;DR- I don't know how to express to her that I'd rather her take care of herself than me. If it was just a caring nature, it wouldn't bother me, but it seems to be more that she feels she has to to meet some sort of standard set by my ex. She knows that overall, I feel my relationship with him had a ton of problems, me being mostly gay a minor one, and he and I haven't spoken in months, so he isn't a direct factor. I try to express my appreciation for her thoroughly every time, but I'm worried that that had made her feel more like she has to keep doing it.

How do I set my girlfriend and I up for a long-term successful relationship when she is sacrificing taking care of herself for my well-being, particularly when I really don't need it? Should I even bother talking to her about it seriously when it's not necessarily going to become a problem?