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Women lie and then pay for it

I was listening to a radio program the other night - probably John Tesh (there isn't a lot to listen to up here in Clear Stationville) and he, or some other DJ, was talking about what women lie about. Apparently, we lie about weight, age, height, and how much we exercise. I am 5'2", weigh 135 pounds (on a good day), I'm 29, and I exercise a lot. Granted, none of that is really anything to be ashamed of - depending on who I'm talking to. But I can honestly say I've never lied about any of those things, not even to get into a bar.

I'm wondering about another number women lie about. You know the number I'm talking about. Your number. As in how many people you have slept with. I've been thinking about this number a little bit given all my thoughts on sex lately. I don't think my number is too high or too low. It works for me. What concerns me more is the numbers of the people who constitute my number. As we all know (or should), we sleep with everyone that person has ever slept with. So you take your number, think about your numbers' number, and then you get a bigger number. Each "generation" exponentially increases the number of people you've slept with. And that's scary.

It's sad and terrifying that something so natural can be so dangerous. I mean, you can die from sex. DIE. And I'm not talking from embarassment.

For your edification (and to be truthful, mine) here is a list of questions from HealthyPlace.com you should ask your partner before you have sex with them.

Are you having sex with anyone else?

How many sexual partners have you had?

Have you ever had an STD?

Have you ever had a sexual partner who had HIV or another STD?

How long has it been since you've been tested for HIV and other STDs?

How many sexual partners have you had since then?

Have you ever had genital ulcers or warts?

Do you have any STD symptoms — ulcers, warts, vaginal or penile discharge?

Do you know how to tell if you are infected with an STD?

Do you prefer getting tested for HIV and other STDs, and then having a monogamous relationship, or using condoms each time we have sex?



Have I asked anyone these questions? Sadly, not really. Am I concerned? Only a little. I always used condoms with my partners. However, Friendster Guy and I should probably address these questions more directly than we have. I'm not telling you my number because I have not yet told him. Plus, it's not really any of your business. There's a difference between lying and pleading the 5th.

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Anonymous said…
sassy --

i do hope you realize that the last question on that list is not an either-or. his fingers all chapped from the cold weather -- open wounds. your mouths are open entries into your bodies. and condoms break.

in the late '80s and early '90s, we managed to get the crap scared out of us with AIDS, including in our health classes in public high schools. now, people think it's just something all those poor people in africa get -- we've stopped talking about it. when did that happen? why?
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