My life was perfect as I planned to be . I was happy , successful, and had the most delicious addition.
Sex.I needed to have it as much as I could with a fuck buddy, but when he starts to spoon, I show him the door.I didn't know how to behave when fucking led to cuddling.It was alarming uncomfortable,
and gave me panic attacks. It just wasn't me.
No strings. The nice thing about him?He wasn't into spooning so that was good.
Until he started to asked me for something I couldn't give.