

I'm a virgin. In fact, I like to get dirty, I'm quite liberated, but every time it came to direct intercourse, I just blurted out. Dashing thoughts crept into my head that I didn't trust the guy enough, that he wasn't the "prince on a white horse," that I didn't like him that much, etc. Last month I found "the one." At least I thought I did. Cute, caring, handsome. My heart finally yanked. I decided for myself that he was the one, the one I was ready to give my all to! He took off right after I got him into bed and started undressing him... No words. Just walked away. K - karma... 🥵🎈