While I've developed real friendships with a lot of men I've known, for me I've always thought of recreational sex as distinctly different from the love I have for my husband. There was a black gentleman I was seeing for a while who did get too attached to me however. There are things you may say in the throws of passion that are just because of the moment. He began to take them literally. He wanted much more of me emotionally than I was prepared to, or able to give. I had to cut him off. He started to stalk me for a while until my husband had to speak to him. I think that it got that far was partly my fault. I'm very careful now about drawing lines.
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