After sleeping with the Biologist recently, I woke up the next morning with a urinary tract infection. I’ve had one once in my life, so I knew the signs. (Note to self: What happened to forgetting to pee! A little lube would’ve been a good idea, too.) I was sure I could kill [...]
If I had it my way, I would have fallen into a loving, committed, long-term relationship a long time ago. I’d still but there now.
But I’m not.
I’ve always been monogamous. When my first boyfriend and I started to sleep together in high school, I insisted that we get tested for HIV. That insistence hasn’t changed. [...]
My poison oak was getting better. Not to gross you out, but the oozing on my arm had stopped. Tuesday night, however, there was this weird rash on my neck.
“Mae, do you see something on my neck?”
“Yeah, it’s all red.”
I wondered if I’d reinfected myself, but it didn’t look like poison oak. I phoned [...]
 
 
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