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Once upon a time, a man and a woman fell in love.
They couldn’t get enough of each other, and as time went on their sex life only got better and better. They lived in different cities, and it took a little more than one hour to drive each way. The man loved driving and sometimes took long drives just for fun. The woman, on the other hand, only drove when she absolutely had to because she had problems with her eyesight. This didn’t stop her from driving to her lover’s home on many different occasions, but over time it became more and more difficult for her to make the drive safely. Her lover, on the other hand, loved any excuse to drive…so most of the time, it saved them both a lot of hassle if he came to her instead of the other way around. In anticipation of her lover’s visits, the woman always provided him with a brand-new toothbrush, a clean set of towels, his favorite shampoo and conditioner, clean sheets on the bed, and a clean home with soft, romantic lighting and scented candles. When she was out shopping and saw something that reminded her of him, she would often buy it for him just to let him know she had been thinking about him. She loved to make her lover happy, sexually and otherwise.
For a whole year, both the man and the woman had complete and total freedom. They had few responsibilities and no obligations. There were no limits on the time they could spend together. He could visit her in the middle of the afternoon or the middle of the night, any day of the week. They could go out or stay in. They could stay up all night. They had total and complete freedom.
But sometimes the man didn’t want to see the woman. He constantly told her he loved her and missed her, yet he didn’t want to see her. She understood if there were a reason, like maybe he had other plans. But most of the time he had no other plans at all. He simply didn’t want to see her. The woman was confused and hurt. If he loved her and had no other plans, why wouldn’t he want to be with his lover? When he told her it was because he had to do laundry, she told him she would do it for him if he would come and see her. When he still said no, she was even more hurt and confused. If he came over, she’d give him all the sex he wanted plus she would do his laundry for him. What man would say no to an offer like that? She started to think there must be a reason, that he must be seeing someone else. She asked him on numerous occasions, pleading with him to tell her the truth. But he assured her he loved her and there was no one else. She wanted to believe him, but it just didn’t make sense. If he had no other plans and he wasn’t seeing anyone else, why wouldn’t he want to be with her?
As his visits became fewer and farther apart, their relationship suffered. He usually came over once a week and stayed for two nights at the most. Sometimes he only stayed one night. Other times he would stay away for two weeks or more. She tried to think of a logical reason that he would choose to be alone instead of with her, and there was no logical explanation unless he had another lover. She didn’t want to appear psycho, and she had no concrete evidence that he was cheating on her. But why would any man tell a woman he loves her and misses her, yet choose not not see her and have sex with her? She would call him on the phone and he’d be home by himself, watching TV. She didn’t understand how that could possibly be more appealing to him than being with her. She would do anything to make him feel good if he were with her, anything. She would do his laundry, cook his dinner, have sex with him all night long…anything at all. But in order for her to do those things, he would have to be there. He had no other plans, no obligations. As time went on, she was spending more and more of her time alone…and this caused her to be more hurt, confused, and suspicious than ever. She knew he still found her attractive. They had great sexual chemistry and their sex was always hot. She was not only confused, she became sexually frustrated. She began to look around at other men, men who might actually appreciate her desire to make a man happy. Her current lover didn’t appreciate it, so why shouldn’t she find another lover? A lover who might actually want to see her? But she loved her man, whether he was there or not. She didn’t want another lover. She wanted him.
They both new they couldn’t go on forever with no responsibility. They had to get jobs. The woman wanted to hold onto as much of her freedom as possible, so she eventually found a part time night job that included tips. She worked about 20 hours a week, including Saturday nights. The rest of her time was still free, and the man could still visit her whenever he wanted.
Then the man got a job offer. The job would be full time, Monday through Friday, 8 to 5. He had one last week of freedom before he started. He and the woman were estranged again, because he seemed to have so little interest in seeing her. They both knew it was his last week of total freedom, and then it would be harder than ever to see each other. They had all the time in the world to spend together, and now they would have no time at all. She would be working on the weekends, and he would have the weekends off. She would be free during the week, but he would be working. Nothing would ever be the same.
It had been weeks since they had sex. He could have seen her during his last week of freedom, but he chose to spend the week at home by himself. He was starting his new job on Monday, so Saturday was his last night of freedom. She knew it would probably never work out between them, because she needed a lover who wanted to spend more time with her…but she didn’t want to miss out on her last chance to be with him before everything changed. She was willing to call in sick at work Saturday so she and her man could celebrate their last night of complete and total freedom. She knew she might never see him again, but all she wanted was to hold him in her arms one last time. She wanted to have sex with him all night long, as much as he wanted, until they eventually fell asleep in each other’s arms. On Sunday she knew he would have to go home and prepare himself for his first day at work. It would be difficult for her to take Saturdays off her own job in the future, so she wanted to make this one special. It was their last chance.
His answer was no. He said he wanted to spend Saturday night alone at his house. He said he loved her, he missed her, and he wasn’t seeing anyone else. He was aware that this was their last chance to be together with total freedom. He was aware that after that night, it would be really hard for them to arrange their schedules so that they could spend even one night together. He was aware that it might be their last chance to wake up together Sunday morning and listen to Breakfast with the Beatles. He was aware of all these things, yet he absolutely refused to come and see her.
It was their last chance. Now it’s too late. Nothing will ever be the same.
They couldn’t get enough of each other, and as time went on their sex life only got better and better. They lived in different cities, and it took a little more than one hour to drive each way. The man loved driving and sometimes took long drives just for fun. The woman, on the other hand, only drove when she absolutely had to because she had problems with her eyesight. This didn’t stop her from driving to her lover’s home on many different occasions, but over time it became more and more difficult for her to make the drive safely. Her lover, on the other hand, loved any excuse to drive…so most of the time, it saved them both a lot of hassle if he came to her instead of the other way around. In anticipation of her lover’s visits, the woman always provided him with a brand-new toothbrush, a clean set of towels, his favorite shampoo and conditioner, clean sheets on the bed, and a clean home with soft, romantic lighting and scented candles. When she was out shopping and saw something that reminded her of him, she would often buy it for him just to let him know she had been thinking about him. She loved to make her lover happy, sexually and otherwise.
For a whole year, both the man and the woman had complete and total freedom. They had few responsibilities and no obligations. There were no limits on the time they could spend together. He could visit her in the middle of the afternoon or the middle of the night, any day of the week. They could go out or stay in. They could stay up all night. They had total and complete freedom.
But sometimes the man didn’t want to see the woman. He constantly told her he loved her and missed her, yet he didn’t want to see her. She understood if there were a reason, like maybe he had other plans. But most of the time he had no other plans at all. He simply didn’t want to see her. The woman was confused and hurt. If he loved her and had no other plans, why wouldn’t he want to be with his lover? When he told her it was because he had to do laundry, she told him she would do it for him if he would come and see her. When he still said no, she was even more hurt and confused. If he came over, she’d give him all the sex he wanted plus she would do his laundry for him. What man would say no to an offer like that? She started to think there must be a reason, that he must be seeing someone else. She asked him on numerous occasions, pleading with him to tell her the truth. But he assured her he loved her and there was no one else. She wanted to believe him, but it just didn’t make sense. If he had no other plans and he wasn’t seeing anyone else, why wouldn’t he want to be with her?
As his visits became fewer and farther apart, their relationship suffered. He usually came over once a week and stayed for two nights at the most. Sometimes he only stayed one night. Other times he would stay away for two weeks or more. She tried to think of a logical reason that he would choose to be alone instead of with her, and there was no logical explanation unless he had another lover. She didn’t want to appear psycho, and she had no concrete evidence that he was cheating on her. But why would any man tell a woman he loves her and misses her, yet choose not not see her and have sex with her? She would call him on the phone and he’d be home by himself, watching TV. She didn’t understand how that could possibly be more appealing to him than being with her. She would do anything to make him feel good if he were with her, anything. She would do his laundry, cook his dinner, have sex with him all night long…anything at all. But in order for her to do those things, he would have to be there. He had no other plans, no obligations. As time went on, she was spending more and more of her time alone…and this caused her to be more hurt, confused, and suspicious than ever. She knew he still found her attractive. They had great sexual chemistry and their sex was always hot. She was not only confused, she became sexually frustrated. She began to look around at other men, men who might actually appreciate her desire to make a man happy. Her current lover didn’t appreciate it, so why shouldn’t she find another lover? A lover who might actually want to see her? But she loved her man, whether he was there or not. She didn’t want another lover. She wanted him.
They both new they couldn’t go on forever with no responsibility. They had to get jobs. The woman wanted to hold onto as much of her freedom as possible, so she eventually found a part time night job that included tips. She worked about 20 hours a week, including Saturday nights. The rest of her time was still free, and the man could still visit her whenever he wanted.
Then the man got a job offer. The job would be full time, Monday through Friday, 8 to 5. He had one last week of freedom before he started. He and the woman were estranged again, because he seemed to have so little interest in seeing her. They both knew it was his last week of total freedom, and then it would be harder than ever to see each other. They had all the time in the world to spend together, and now they would have no time at all. She would be working on the weekends, and he would have the weekends off. She would be free during the week, but he would be working. Nothing would ever be the same.
It had been weeks since they had sex. He could have seen her during his last week of freedom, but he chose to spend the week at home by himself. He was starting his new job on Monday, so Saturday was his last night of freedom. She knew it would probably never work out between them, because she needed a lover who wanted to spend more time with her…but she didn’t want to miss out on her last chance to be with him before everything changed. She was willing to call in sick at work Saturday so she and her man could celebrate their last night of complete and total freedom. She knew she might never see him again, but all she wanted was to hold him in her arms one last time. She wanted to have sex with him all night long, as much as he wanted, until they eventually fell asleep in each other’s arms. On Sunday she knew he would have to go home and prepare himself for his first day at work. It would be difficult for her to take Saturdays off her own job in the future, so she wanted to make this one special. It was their last chance.
His answer was no. He said he wanted to spend Saturday night alone at his house. He said he loved her, he missed her, and he wasn’t seeing anyone else. He was aware that this was their last chance to be together with total freedom. He was aware that after that night, it would be really hard for them to arrange their schedules so that they could spend even one night together. He was aware that it might be their last chance to wake up together Sunday morning and listen to Breakfast with the Beatles. He was aware of all these things, yet he absolutely refused to come and see her.
It was their last chance. Now it’s too late. Nothing will ever be the same.