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I got drunk and lost my virginity to my friends dad. I was too drunk to remember exactly what happened but I was asleep and woke up to him thrusting inside me. Then I blacked out again. The next morning I woke up and found he didn't use a condom. Its basically rape and I fear I might have an std.
I love someone. We are together. But I cheated him.I was attracted to someone else and started dating him. But now I'm realise my mistake. I'm guilty. But i don't have strenght to tell him the truth. He already know that I want to confess something and he is asking to me about it but I don't know how to tell him. I don't know what to do now. I just want to tell him sorry but I don't know how.I know that break his trust but I'm guilty. Please forgive me abhi. Plz, i know that i should not lie to you after you asking about that confession and i didn't got so anger at you. I had to be tell you the truth. I'm sorry. Plz forgive me. I will never do this again. Plz will never break your trust again. I'm sorry.
I pretend to be a doctor to get some dates. I'm unemployed.
I invited this cute girl to my apartment yesterday. It was our third official date and I wanted to impress her by cooking for her. So, we end up on my balcony, everything is going smoothly, we are both having a great time. We are talking, drinking some wine, PURR-FECT!
I noticed that some nice background music would be nice, too, so I got my laptop, opened it and that's when it started...
I forgot that I was watching some ... adult movies ... the night before and after I was "done" I simply shut it, but never closed the tab.
Well, the movie started again the second the computer powered up.
God damn... she took it lightly and laughed about it. But I am still embarrassed...
I still can’t let go of my ex but I don’t even want to act like a pathetic depressed ex.It's been 2 months since we broke up and I’m still not over it but outside I’m kinda act good as chill with my friends as I even went on date with other guy after breakup to move on but still can’t get over. So I made up my mind and text him because he finally unblocked me in ig as asked him on a date like causal last date not talking about patchup and all and he said yes. Omfg I’m having finals so will be going after that.
Do you know who wants to be a millionaire?
A friend of mine was a candidate in this show and I was one of his telephone joker. And yes, I was called.
I knew the answer but I told him the wrong answer on purpose because I didn't want him to be richer than me.
I met who for this confession I will call "Pamela" 8 years ago after our favorite team won the superbowl. We were both browsing myyearbook which was the hottest rage at the time.
Innocent chats turned into light flirts, teases and sexy niblets that I thought were just two married people's way to pass the boredom because neither us were getting the attention at home.
As time progressed, "Pamela" was all that I was thinking about. One day in particular I logged into yahoo messenger. She was waiting for me as always. She asked me how I was and I replied "I'm a little scared right now". I then totally spilled the beans that I was totally in love with her! A few quiet seconds from her seemed like hours because she was trying to compose herself. She then replied that she felt the same way.
A key element to the story is that we are not kids. At the time I was 43 and she was 50. But our soon to follow bi-weekly meetings made us act like two hot teenagers making out in the car.
She is upper middle class with cocktail parties, executive meetings and clientele that makes your elbow rubbing the envy of the city.
Me? Upscale trailer park, not trashy, neat manacured lawns, flowers and birdbaths, well you get the picture. I am not able to work because of severe injuries trying to make it to the NFL.
Here is where the story gets interesting. One particular weekend, my wife was going on a trip with college girlfriends. So "Pamela" invited me to dinner with her and her husband.
It was decided that they would pick me up for the drive into the city. Every second that we could be together was key at this point. Secretly holding hands in the dark had an exciting tingle in the dark car.
There is a LOT more detail that I could say about that night, but I will save that for another story.
Weekends that followed, turned into double dates, double dates turned into invitations to those exclusive dinner parties and I turn into "little brother"to keep the facade.
So many details are left out because they are stories in themselves, so for future reference look for the tag "little brother".
Male, 30 years old. I'd like to confess I'm glad I had a date with my early love, Sara. I really liked her back in school.
I've found out a couple of days ago that she has MS (Multiple sclerosis), it's an incurable disease. Because I know how this disease progresses, I was quite glad and congratulated myself for not being with her, I'm just too selfish. I don't want to care for her when she can't walk anymore or be there for her when she's tied to the bed.
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