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Open Question: How do I get rid of a stalker/blackmailing stepdad? and more... Open Question: How do I get rid of a stalker/blackmailing stepdad?my step dad has stuff on me (old emails between me and ex boyfriends and pics that were taken but never sent out) that he found on the hard drive of our computer (they had been deleted be he had to reboot the hard drive because the computer crashed and they all came back) and wants me to have sex with him or he'll send out everything to all my friends emails and im afraid to tell my boyfriend because i don't want him to break up with me. What do I do to get rid of my ubsessed stepdad problem? And how do I keep my boyfriend? Open Question: I want to move out with my boyfriend.?My boyfriend and I are in love. We both want to move in together, but the problem is he is still out of work from a car accident we were in a month ago. Im not sure it is a good time. What would you do? He has money still coming in from his savings and from health insurance and stuff. He gets 1300.00 a month till his recovery. Open Question: What to do when boyfriend has very large penis?Ok so I have had a few previous partners before my current boyfriend. We just began having sex for the first time a few of days ago and it has been quite uncomfortable. He is wide (which is part of the problem), but then he is also quite long. It is painful when he goes too far and finding a rhythm is difficult. My past partners have been more average and there were never any difficulties with them. We tried using lubricant but that didn't really help a whole lot and I don't think he knows what to do about the pain either. If you could hold the sarcastic responses, that would be very much appreciated. I know I'm not the only one in the world with this problem so some genuine advice would be nice. Thank you Open Question: I have issuesss:) advice please!?Im in highschool and have had a few boyfriends which i liked alot. A few months ago i had a thing with this guy, who was an old friend, weve talked a 1000 times and ive never been nervous. We stopped talking, but today when we came in contact i got all nervous and shaky and couldnt make eye contact. Ive never had this problem before, ahah what the hell is wrong? and how do i stop myself from getting all shaky:S ahha embarassing question lol Open Question: When a guy asks do you have a boyfriend?Basically, a guy who i didnt kno before got moved to ma table because he talked to much where he was sittin before. At first i didnt talk to him at all, but then he starts talkin to me askin ma name, etc. His the sorta person that tlks alot. Anyway, in todays lesson he asked me to take ma glasses off.. so i did right.. then he asks me do i have a boyfriend? well.. i thought no problem right he jus makin conversation so i jus answered no. Then he goes how come so i told him. But is there a possibility he likes me Factors to consider 1) we dnt even kno each other well enough for that 2) when were outta lessons we dnt tlk its only in lesson 3) i think his jus bein polite so what do u guys think? x Open Question: I have a serious girl problem?I am a huge Oklahoma sooners fan and will go there for graduate school, but I attend Clemson for undergrad, but People(especially hot sorority girls) in Clemson are asking me to come to Clemson games and I'm telling them to **** off and that I am an Oklahoma fan and no bandwagon jumper and i'm not switching teams, and if I go to some other game that is bandwagon jumping, I have the right to do this right? if they keep asking me, I'll snap their necks like a twig until their heads rip out and come after their boyfriends and rip their jaws out Open Question: Can anyone help me come up with an interesting title for my story?Here is a short summary of my story: I have many things that I regret doing in life. I have a specific memory of a time when I was with my friend and her boyfriend. It was a Tuesday evening in the middle of June. It was sunny and warm in the tropical forest. A colorful array of flowers strew across the path. There was a break in the trees that you could travel through to get to the top of the edge of a mountain chain where you can see the sun sinking into the ocean in the distance. I was wearing a dress with the style of a 1950's touch for the top. It had a square neckline, short sleeves, and a waist part that created an hour-glass figure by a large bow tied at the back. Below the waist, the dress was be full billowing, such as Cinderella's dress. The bottom had a wavy flow effect. This dress was made of satin and was a metallic, blood red color. It couldn't have been a better day to hang out with my friend Wynter and her boyfriend Zeek. As we were exploring this tropical forest, we found a hill that was perfect for bike riding. Zeek had brought along his bicycle-built-for-two. All three of us were trying to think of a way for all three of us to ride on the bike all at the same time. Finally, we thought of a way. Wynter sat on the front seat, Zeek on the back seat, and I, unfortunately, had to sit on the handle bars. It was very comfortable, but also safe as long as I held tightly onto the bars. My friends started to pedal down the hill and we gained speed very quickly. When we reached the middle of the slope, the wind was blowing hard against us. It was at this time when my dress popped up and revealed all of my mid-waist and down. The warm breeze flowed all throughout my body, as if it were a hug from nature. My embarrassment grew on me the whole way down. I did not know what to do to fix the problem, for if I let go of the handle bars, I would fly off and get seriously injured. I continued to hold on with all my might, no matter how much I wanted to let go to pull my dress down. Eventually the slope leveled off into a beautiful grassy area. My friends hopped off the bike and I finally pulled my dress down. They were laughing hysterically at me. I was blushing so badly that I now was as red as my dress. I wish I had thought about not wearing a dress on that day. I will admit now that I had lots of fun with them. I did not think so back then. I would like a very interesting title that makes people want to read this story. Any ideas? P.S. I was in northern Africa where this took place and I was in a dress because I had just gone to a tea party. Open Question: I would like to find a boyfriend...but?I do not want to have sex. I have asked a similar question(s) a few months back, but decided to hold off on dating for a while longer. I'm graduating college, I'm 34 years old, and moving to a new city. I'll be moving right before X-Mas, and plan to start dating after the first of the year. I want a monogamous relationship, and I haven't dated for almost 4 years, with the exception of one date I went on in May of this year. My past experiences with cheaters and abusers led me to stop dating and to work on myself education wise in order to attract a better quality of man. I just am not interested in what most gay men want in the bedroom. I'm interested in non-invasive sexual activities. Will that be a problem? Can you be in a monogamous relationship without anal sex? I just won't participate in that activity. I just need to know whether I should bother dating ever again if guys are not going to want to date someone who will not have anal sex with them. Open Question: What will you do in my situation? Please help me!?Hi. I'm a 30 y/o Libra gay man. I'm the only child of a single mother (my father died when I was like 2 y/o and she never remarried). I live with her (FYI, I live in a Latin American country; people usually live with their parents until they marry), but I'm planning to moving in with my ex-boyfriend/best friend. Here's my problem: Two years ago I came out to her. She, understandably, didn't take it very well, and she told me to move out. Problem was that my BF didn't want to move out, and I didn't have the money to live by myself. Besides, my maternal grandmother was very sick then… so I stayed to help my mother assist her (BTW: my mother is also the only child of a single mother). My grandmother died one year ago, and her passing, affected my mother profoundly. I being gay didn't help, of course. Not having anyone to care for (mother or grandchildren) make her lost her purpose in life. She is 62, and had to retire from work to take care of her grandmother. So coming back to the workforce is not an option. Since then, mentally and physically she has being spiraling down. She has chronic depression, diabetes, and hypertension; she's also overweight, balding, and has a disabling hernia in her spine that can't be operated that forces her to use a cane and being most of the time sit down. By mere look you can't tell she's in her early 60s; look more like if in her late 70s. Meanwhile, back with my ex-BF/best friend, seven months ago we rented an apartment near our workplace. He moved in first, and I was supposed to move there two months later. The problem was that I was counting on a trip I make my mother took to Canada so she can feel better about herself, more independent and healthy… and it turned out all the other way around: it went horribly, she came back more sicker, more depressed and feeling even more helpless. So, I didn't move out. I moved like half my belongings, but I didn't move in with him. We work in the same place, so we spend most of the day together, and we even go to our apartment to have lunch. We took vacations together; and go out to have dinner, the movies, sit to watch TV, do the groceries, etc. Only thing I don't do is spending the night in the apartment. It's located like 3 miles away from my mother's home so, each day, I go to sleep at her house, so I can spend a few hours with her. Sometimes I took her to dinner, sometimes to the movies. But basically that's all the time I spend with her; that, and a few weekends. The rest of the time I either go out with my friends, study, work, or spend time with my ex-BF/best friend. Part of my problem is that I want to live with him. He kinda understands my situation, but nevertheless is resentful that I didn't move in, and I also feel kinda guilty for not being there with him. The other part of my problem is that my mother has been adamant in her position that, if I move in with him, she will cut me off her life. And all my life I saw her cut dear and close people –even family- like that, and I know that when she says it is for real. She is not forcing me to stay with her. On a number of occasions, she has said to me that if I want to move out and be happy, that's fine. But she won't be on my life anymore. I know she sounds though, but deep down I know that she's hell scared that I move out. She even told me once, when she was very sick in the hospital, that she live in a constant state of fear that I would move out. I know that I can move out. Cutting off is her decision, not mine. But I know that I would feel terrible guilty of leaving a sick and depressed person alone. I feel like if I'm pulling the plug on a comatose person, or pushing over the edge a suicidal, especially since there isn't anyone else to take care of her; we have always been just the two of us. I haven't told her about the apartment, but I'm sure she –at least- suspects something. For months she has saw me leave with a sport bag full of stuff every morning, and she's no idiot. I was planning to spend a few nights there, and others in her house, but I have tentatively bring in the subject and, by this point, know she won't compromise. With her is either stay or leave. And my ex-BF/best friend is also like that. So, running out of options, by now I feel trapped and depressed. I look miserably, and she knows that I want to get out of her. She has told me to leave several times, from a nicely "go and be happy" to the hurting "you disgust me every time you go out with HIM; get out of my house! I know this is just a dorm for you!", but always with the same colophon: "leave me here, I'm not your problem; I'll be fine alone. If I die, I die". I just don't know what to think anymore. I've also tried to get her to see someone –anyone- about her depression: her physician, a psychologist, a psychiatrist, a priest, a support group… but her answer is always the same "the cause of my depression is that you're gay. And since no one is going to change th Open Question: my boyfriend ask me for some sex but?lastweek we were talking together but we had broke up for about 3 months now, but we pop in to our oneonother from time to time he lives near monday night he ask me to come over to lokk for him buy i wanted to go but my friends was standing with me so i didnt want them to see me going over there cause they dont like how he was abusive to me any way this morning i saw him and i say whats up with us being together u dont bother want me to come over and he said no he dont want no sex from me again he only wants us to be friends and im to stay with my man which i told him i dont have any. he even ask me for some of my dinner and i gave him,it was like we were going to be together again. I left because i coundnt really go out often with my friends and he will always curse if i go out so i couldnt bother, but i really did love him i even have 2 kids for him but im confused whats the problem More Recent Articles |
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