Growing up, I had received similar advice from television shows, magazines, and even other women. I was told to wait three dates —or better, five, or even better, eight —before having sex with a man. I was told to make him wait as long as you can, because if you have sex with him too soon, he will lose all respect for you. So, she advised the original poster: If you truly want him to see you as wife material, you have to tease him. Make him work for it. Dangle a carrot in front of his eyes.
Is it her, or the illicitness of the situation? I feel so alone…alone as a single solitary star all the rage an otherwise cloudless night, alone but surrounded by so many people who might as well not be around. It hurts me so bad. I felt betrayed and lied to.
