A few nights ago, I took a girl to a concert. It was my first night out with her. After, we made it back to her place. After she began servicing me, she stopped, looked me in the eyes, and said "I have to tell you something."
At this point, a million things started racing through my mind - Was she born a dude? Does she have a deadly allergy to jizz in her mouth? Did she just want to tell me that I have the nicest crank she has ever seen? Whatever it was, it better be pretty damn important to stop mid corkscrew-technique to tell me.
After what seemed like an eternity of an introduction and explanation, she told me: "I have herpes." Fvvvvvvvvvvck.
She went on to explain that she doesn't take medicine for it now because she isn't sexually active, but if I wanted her to, she would start . . . blah, blah, blah. She said that doctors have told her that while on Valtrex, it limits the ability for it to be passed onto a partner for all except for about a 35 hour period in a month (no idea if this is true). She claimed that she dated a guy for over a year, had regular unprotected sex while she was taking medicine for it, and he never received it. Even without medicine, she said there is only something visible (a handful of red bumps) one or two times a year for about a week each.
Now, what's my point of the story? Off the top of my head, this is at least the third girl who has volunteered this info. The first one was a stripper in DC, who I wasn't going to crush either way. The second one was a girl whose grandfather had a place about a mile down the beach from me. She, along with her best friend, would visit the grandfather twice a year for a week at a time. The first couple of visits, she was clean. Then, on one visit while starting to hook up, she told me that she had caught it . . . so it was all hands and mouth from there. The girl a few nights ago was the third one.
I feel guilty being disgusted by it. I know that anywhere from 17% - 25% of U.S. adults have it. And it was extremely awkward having my hands all over her T&A all night while avoiding the rest of her like the plague. But at the same time, I think it's really cool that all three were kind enough to tell me such an embarrassing thing. Since you really can't tell unless somebody is having a break-out (or is it a flare-up?), I can only imagine that more than those three have had it, so being up front to me about it is pretty cool.
At this point, a million things started racing through my mind - Was she born a dude? Does she have a deadly allergy to jizz in her mouth? Did she just want to tell me that I have the nicest crank she has ever seen? Whatever it was, it better be pretty damn important to stop mid corkscrew-technique to tell me.
After what seemed like an eternity of an introduction and explanation, she told me: "I have herpes." Fvvvvvvvvvvck.
She went on to explain that she doesn't take medicine for it now because she isn't sexually active, but if I wanted her to, she would start . . . blah, blah, blah. She said that doctors have told her that while on Valtrex, it limits the ability for it to be passed onto a partner for all except for about a 35 hour period in a month (no idea if this is true). She claimed that she dated a guy for over a year, had regular unprotected sex while she was taking medicine for it, and he never received it. Even without medicine, she said there is only something visible (a handful of red bumps) one or two times a year for about a week each.
Now, what's my point of the story? Off the top of my head, this is at least the third girl who has volunteered this info. The first one was a stripper in DC, who I wasn't going to crush either way. The second one was a girl whose grandfather had a place about a mile down the beach from me. She, along with her best friend, would visit the grandfather twice a year for a week at a time. The first couple of visits, she was clean. Then, on one visit while starting to hook up, she told me that she had caught it . . . so it was all hands and mouth from there. The girl a few nights ago was the third one.
I feel guilty being disgusted by it. I know that anywhere from 17% - 25% of U.S. adults have it. And it was extremely awkward having my hands all over her T&A all night while avoiding the rest of her like the plague. But at the same time, I think it's really cool that all three were kind enough to tell me such an embarrassing thing. Since you really can't tell unless somebody is having a break-out (or is it a flare-up?), I can only imagine that more than those three have had it, so being up front to me about it is pretty cool.
