Quick and dirty – well not dirty dating history - I am HIV/STD Clean and I have the paperwork to prove it
I am seeking a long term relationship and remain and will remain clean. Trust takes time and depending on your history it may or may not be easy for you to trust me. You will find out that I am very honest. I have had nothing but men who have been untrustworthy, manipulative liars. I am letting you know this upfront so if I question anything it is not you per say but the history of your gender.
I maintain my tattoo license which required HIV/Aids testing when I got the license and I have been through the full HEP vaccinations. Women are tested for STDs a lot more than men since we go to the OB/GYN. I will gladly get a check up for updated records if you have a concern. Since I will start dating I can't say I won't have sex before my long term relationship is started. I will not be having casual sex but I used to be a very sexual person so there is a possibility if I feel any attraction I may act upon it. It has been a long time on very limited rations. I can say for sure that it will be with condom AND probably with a spermicide.
When we are ready for you to go bareback ,you will have to get a check up so you can show me your papers. I have my son and I am determined to be around to see him grow. I will not take a risk. I have had and have enough medical crap to overcome without anything additional. Maybe this is part of the reason I just have not bothered seeking a sexual partner.
So here is my full disclosure on sex
I discovered sex when I was young – well he discovered me. It was not forced but he was 18 so he knew better. While Barry White’s song “I'm Gonna Love You Just A Little More Baby” played I watched the skin tones and the way the sweat looked on his body. I was hooked. My mother found out and well I went lesbian for a while to see if she liked that better. No, she didn’t like that either so after a few more guys, at 18 I married a very sexual boring white guy. I had already known passion and there was sex but it was so vanilla. After 12 years, I moved out of the bedroom. But remained stuck in the marriage.
I got a job that had me out on the BBSs looking for computer answers on networking printers together. Simple assistance on line but it introduced me to meeting people via computers. I saw my helper at a BBQ with his girlfriend, a young tall black guy. When he turned 21 he attended a social and his gf and he had broken up. The heat that grew between us standing at the end of a table made those around us sweat. We went outside to try to get cooler but as funny as it was we were followed. We kept away from each other as long as possible. I invited him to be a present for my white girl friend at a hotel. His cousin brought him who very much and then some surpassed the stereotypical myth of black man’s extensive penis size. I gave the cousin to my gf who had a darn well endowed white hubby. Meanwhile I talked with this kid. He managed to get me to agree to come over to his place and he would cook breakfast. So sweet, so young. I was determined not to kiss him because to me anything with my mouth was/is very intimate.
A kiss and seven yrs later he embezzled from our business, spent more time on line than with me and wasn’t interested in saving what he had as much as getting, comforting, fixing and impressing more girls. We had been open in our relationship and one of his friends was a proxy cock for me. See the bf, yes even tho he is black only had 4.5" hard but he had great hands. Hands are no substitute for a man between your legs. But because I demanded it so, I never had sex except when the bf was around. Near the end I had two different men with full disclosure and 'permission'.
I had always wanted to dangle a few
guys at a time and I wanted it all. I was planning on getting me several samples
while I worked out the details of moving and getting the divorce. The ex fought
all the way up to and on the court date. I guess you wonder why… I am one hell
of a cook and homemaker. I was good for his image.
I had talked to a few guys on the net and I had went to get my second tattoo. I was in an adrenaline rush and was not going to go to sleep anytime soon so I agreed to meet this guy at a local meat market. Fast forward two years and I had him sitting on the couch saying “I know you said that it was fine that I couldn’t have kids but I am pregnant”. I gave him a chance out but he wanted to go ahead with things. Even though it was going to be a very high risk pregnancy, I was going to have the child. (My health issues you can ask about in person.)
I am a fighter and a winner. My son who is now five sees his dad almost everyday and spends the night with him on Friday nights – sometimes Saturdays too. When you have a young kid and are self-employed to make ends meet, you don’t feel much like dating. In 2008 I intend on dating. I know I still could have a new guy everyday but I know what I want. I want my Mr. Right.