I dated a Director of Marketing for a large international cosmetics company, where she had worked for twelve years.   We spent weekends together, and

A promotional segment, disguised as journalism, aired on a local morning news program. It opened with a fluff survey from a dating site claiming, “73%

TheXYGhost: Do you think the size of the gift determines how much someone loves you?   Girl: Yes, it does!   TheXYGhost: Good. I’m going

I’d love to have the guts to ask a girl, “Want to go to Greece or somewhere far?” No gimmicks, no pretense. I’d buy her

I remember in the 1970s a documentary on prostitution in New York City. The women said they charged $100 an hour.   In the 1980s

If I tell you I no longer want you to feed me or support me, what exactly would I owe you? Nothing. Yet in her