I May Never Have Sex Again....

And it isn't due to health reasons or personal choice either.

Thanks to massage parlors and escort sites, I'm neither a virgin nor a rookie in the bedroom. Even so, I've never been much of a player or ladies' man. My luck with "scoring" or "mackin" has never been that great. My intimate physical encounters with women are few and far between. And the situation seems to be getting worse. When it comes to getting laid or having a regular, consistent sex life, the whole universe seems to be against me.

The last two women I knew where there was potential serious relationship potential both ended in huge disappointments. The first one became homesick and moved back to her native Czech Republic to be with her family. When she changed her mind a few years later and moved back here, she bumped into another guy she knew and the two of them started talking and later dating. The two of us never had the chance to pick up where we left off. The last time I talked to her, the two of them were happily married and living on a ranch in central California.

The final insult, albeit with a different woman, happened scarcely a year later. There was an attractive receptionist at one of my old jobs that I had become quite chummy with over the last year that I worked there. We flirted quite heavily, she always made a point of saying hello to me even while ignoring some of the other guys, and she even complimented me in front of co-workers. I never asked her out while working there because I don't do workplace romances- too risky. However, i had a new and better job pending and let her know right off that once I got settled in my new job, I was coming back to asked her out. She blushed, giggled, and said in a very flirty tone "I'll be here" .

After a couple of weeks I went back to ask her out. I entered the showroom and saw a large picture of her mounted on an easel surrounded by flowers and got a sinking feeling. One of the other gals tearfully confirmed my greatest fear- she had died in a car accident just a few days before. Heaven's gain, my loss.

Today the torment and cock-blocking continues. I don't do the bar / club scene, my church fell apart due to internal strife and I haven't found a new one yet, and I can't afford to see an escort because all of my spare cash is tied up in the storage and restoration of my various old vintage cars. Making matters worse, every time I try to work on and sell one of my old cars and get a huge wad of extra cash, I can never seem to get anything done. Either I get sick, have to work overtime, have a financial emergency, my parents need my help, or I have to rescue a luckless friend.

Empty arms and blue balls. FUCK MY LIFE....

You go to church to get laid? >_>

I didn't phrase that quite right. In addition to spiritual nourishment, I also went with the hopes of finding a suitable future wife. Unfortunately that never happened. Besides- those church gals aren't all that innocent- especially with the conservative and repressive family backgrounds that many of them come from. 😃

Ironically, it was a sex scandal involving the head pastor's wife that ripped the church apart. One day the pastor's wife stood up and tearfully confessed to the entire congregation multiple affairs that she had had over the almost 20 years of their marriage. The pastor already knew previously. The wife was very needy, while the pastor was a workaholic and slightly aloof. Bad combination.

They tried the best to save their marriage, but ultimately agreed to divorce. The resulting fallout and collateral damage from the divorce, and the pastor's hasty decision to remarry less than a year later, nearly brought down the church. Several staffers quit, and many former members also left and took their financial support with them. I won't go int all the details, but it was a mess.

The pastor is now happily married to his new wife. His ex is now almost 50 and back living at home with her elderly parents- no job, not going back to school, nothing.