text: why can't i stop sleeping with other women' men? ok,so this male friend & i had this bet going on that true love doesn't exist so we made this bet to have one month to sleep with as many taken/married people as possible and to snap a picture using a camera phone for confirmation......we met various ppl at college parties to married couples that we knew the task was as easy as taking candy from a baby it didnt matter how long the couple were together or married they all had affairs....but now i can't stop it's become like a sport to me i see a man i want and bam i make him mine,and once i get bored with him i enjoy watching the other person fining out about the affair its hilarious to watch these weak girls cry..my question is how can i stop stealing other womens men??? & why do you think in every case one member of the couple cheated??? & do you in some way think im like cupid? do you think love exists & finally do you know where your man is? i'm thuper thanks for asking!!!! and giggling uncontrollably, but you knew that ~sashays out of the closet and into the !body! of my tall tale~  as you well know, i can totally relate to this...from a fabulously different angle, however. i, dr rich amblaeu, am both a blessing and a curse to all monogamous, heterosexual relationships....regardless of their stability. i've earned the title 'ladykiller' and you may rest-assured that i live up to it. the anticipation of ripping a woman's hunk-of-a-man out of her arms, out of her life, and into complete and total submission causes the sun to shine where the sun shouldn't shine...if you know what i'm saying (and i know you do).  i shall render her powers useless against him, thereby thrusting her into a state of helplessness. upon doing so, my third leg instantly stands at attention, front and center. i then violate the man from the outside in, then from the inside out...over and again until he curses the day that he was born.  the various positions, restraints, toys, and locations (physically and geographically) that we use can be seen as the many courses of a single meal. all are vital in satisfying the appetite, however a lingering thirst doth remain. the only remedy that will effectively quench that thirst, is to literally drink the sweet milk of her tears.  once i have demeaned and deviled her 'significant other'....demoralized her 'relationship' in every way possible (emotionally, physically, spiritually, mentally, intellectually) ...only then do the tears begin to flow. then and only then am i able to consummate my marriage, one between appetite and thirst.  to lick the tears from her face, to literally suck them from her eyes....that is what it takes to satisfy my palate. oh the sweet milk of a relationship gone sour, driven to the brink and forced over the edge by yours truly....  oregon's biggest gayest lumberjack president of the orgeon chapter of nambla proctologist extraordinaire mary kay - customer disservice mvp  -big gay rich, md