Female Matters

When I discovered that my husband had been havingĀ fuck buddy illicit encounters, I decided to retaliate. My hairdresser had been flirting with me for years and upon hearing my tale of woe, wooed me into a romantic, but platonic relationship. After several months of dinners and clandestine meetings, we had exchanged nothing more than a chaste kiss. Determined to consummate our relationship, I made the next move and showed up at his apartment unannounced.

He greeted me at the door wearing a hot pink kimono and fuzzy gold slippers. A long, angry, conversation revealed that he had always wanted to be a female. Not only that, he would soon start taking hormone injections to facilitate the change.

It took me months to lose the sense of failure and humiliation. By the time I did, my husband and I had reconciled. (I also forgave Tommy, who is now Tammy, and she still does my hair.)

Sour Relationship

My relationship has been going sour for several years, it just seems to be getting worse day by day. I have a couple of jobs that I work from home making money to help out with the bills, he is at work about 14 hours per day. The days are nice and peaceful during the day, I am the only one home.

A couple of months ago, I made a profile on a popular social networking website online and have been reuniting with some old high school friends. I have not talked to some of these people in twenty years.

Lately, I have been talking to someone that I used to visit in college awhile back. He was the best fuck buddy London that I have ever had. I wonder where this is going to take us now that I have been secretly talking to him. Definitely, I would take the chance to go see him because right now I am very unhappy.