Dating and sex tales
It seems that whenever my friends and I talk about podcasts, all I want to talk about is “Serial.” Yeah, it’s amazing, and Sarah Koenig is awesome and all that, and despite listening to the available episodes on repeat, I still can’t figure out Bowe Bergdahl’s motives.As much as I love the podcast, sometimes I just need someone voice in my ear.People with Type 1 diabetes can have unique love lives.Blood sugar management provides an early opportunity to test how supportive potential partners can be.And if a relationship survives that stress test, it’s up to the person with diabetes and his/her partner to learn how to communicate through all the daily highs and lows.For everyone affected by Type 1 diabetes who has a romantic streak, we’ve assembled our favorite stories on love, sex, dating, and blood sugar management: A Love Letter During a Blood Sugar Swing A man describes the difficulties of communicating with his love during highs and lows.—Dee, NJI once went on a date with a guy I met online.He looked normal enough, and I agreed to go on a date with him.
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Emily Morse, is kind of like getting brunch with your BFFs and rehashing last night’s conquests, but with someone who also happens to have extensive medical advice, insights, and expert opinion on topics you care about, from the psychology behind casual sex to dating faux pas and how to jump-start your libido.
just introduced a podcast to go with the prose, narrated by notable names like musician Lauren Molina and “Seinfeld” alum Jason Alexander.
We met for drinks, and things were really going well.
Handsome, charming, seemingly normal, so I agreed to go on another date with him.
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We head to a really nice steakhouse, and after appetizers and his third martini, he starts to speak baby talk to me, as in "Would you wike a wittle kissy-wissy?