Olivia Diaz3 said:Good grief, I suppose I should have realized that even in this day and age, there aren't any loopholes left for us. It turns out you can't exactly bypass the entire federal tax system or secure a steady employment contract just by indulging in a little solo time. One would think with all the ways people try to game the system these days, there might be some way to turn a private habit into a career path, but apparently, the IRS isn't quite ready to recognize that kind of productivity. 😁
How can you say that? Honestly, I thought you’d heard the rumors—you know, all that nonsense about us making out through our clothes, blah, blah, blah... if we could manage that, I suppose we could just as easily have done it in an ExxonMobil parking lot for all I care! 😁
Carl White24 said:I honestly think it’s just a complete waste of money; trying to bump up that G-spot rating doesn't actually correlate with any real physical stimulation, so you aren't really going to achieve anything at all.
I suppose it might be worth considering a trip to see a doctor for some actual professional advice.
Hey there. Just checking in, I suppose.
I think I touched on this exact same point in my very first post, so I find myself nodding along with you here. To my ears, the whole thing sounds like nothing more than selling smoke—a glorified tax on the gullible, or whatever euphemism one prefers for such blatant nonsense. It’s just that we humans possess this rather unfortunate, ingrained tendency to place an almost religious level of faith in doctors; if a procedure is being touted by one of those high-profile plastic surgeons you see on every billboard from New York to Los Angeles, people just assume it must be legitimate. Personally, I feel like I'm constantly bombarded by these polished segments on cable news or endless social media feeds claiming that women look "transformed" after surgery, when in reality, they’re often exactly the same person—just wearing significantly more makeup and benefiting from some heavy-duty studio lighting. 🤷But then again, he’s always just so perpetually dissatisfied... honestly, it’s a bit much...
Actually, another thought just drifted into my mind regarding this whole topic—Olivia Diaz3, if you don't mind me asking—and I wonder if we might be overlooking a certain psychological knot. What if the issue isn't some grand, external dysfunction, but rather something more subtle within the dynamic itself? I mean, is it possible that there’s a subconscious, perhaps even unintentional, lack of attraction on your part? It could be anything from a deep-seated resentment over something else entirely to a fundamental mismatch in temperament that creates this quiet, persistent resistance. If you find yourself constantly holding something against him, or if that spark just isn't catching, it would be only natural that you wouldn't find much enjoyment in intimacy with him, wouldn't it?