Around the beginning of September I was frustrated with Sugarbear and ready to give up on our relationship. Things were at a stand-still and I couldn’t stand it anymore. There was a guy that I started talking to several years ago that popped back up. I agreed to go out on a date with him and Sugarbear knew about it. I told him that I was done putting my life on hold. I have needs and I needed some physical attention.

I didn’t plan to have with Forrest on our first date, but he made a move and I was so horny I couldn’t resist. It had been almost nine months since I had . As a person, I could barely stand Forrest, but as a lover… I was very satisfied, but he annoyed me to no end. He was asking me to be his girlfriend the next morning. I couldn’t in good conscience commit to him. I’ll never have for him, hell, I can barely stand him. I wanted him in my life for one thing, a good time. I also knew I wasn’t anywhere near over Sugarbear. I still had hope that me would light a fire under his ass to kick it up a notch. I didn’t have some malicious plan and I wasn’t trying to manipulate Sugarbear. I was prepared to move on and that’s what I was doing.

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Thanks,
BipolarChick