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and we are grateful for the service. There are successful couples resulting from the work, with friends/acqaintances as well. But if commited couples are the goal, not merely fun and learning from others' differences, even most good sites can be improved. CS's many features and ease of use are great, but for me, as with most human interaction, aspects of communication are even more importmant. Aspects, both subtle and deep.

belated greeting and happy new year to every 1 this 2020 , have fun, be postive, relax, and enjoy the year to come
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and you create a Tinder account and you begin swiping locally. Your age range is broad. 22 - 55 years old. Who knows, you may get a like from the unexpected. Suddenly..,

You encounter several rather revealing photos of your neighbors very pretty 30ish wife. Her caption is, 'married and bored and I want to discreetly have sex with someone else.'

The correct thing to do is?

Site name is connecting singles, sure seems to be self explanatory. Why are married people allowed to belong? Who wants to be with a cheater, liver, thief, there all the same.

What is up with this site. I rarely get on here. My email notifies me when i have mail. So today 2/4/19 says i have a message. So will got the the site and check it out. The message was from 11/2018, What is up with that

What made you decide to give up on the dating game ? How liberating does it feel ?

I don’t know what they call it these days, but when I was at school, if a boy and girl got together it was called ‘going out with’, as in, Dave is going out with Shirley. I don’t think Dave and Shirley actually did go out with each other; if I remember correctly, Shirley was more interested in Dave’s mate, Phil. People would never ask directly if someone would go out with them, they always did it through a third party. I can’t be sure, but I seem to think it was more usual for the girl to ask the boy, rather than the other way round. I say I can’t be sure because it was never a ritual I was very much involved in. Lack of both self confidence and eligibility saw to that.

The only time I remember joining in the ‘going out with’ game was at the weekly school dance, when one girl decided her friend needed a boyfriend and went prowling round the dance floor asking boys, at random, until one said yes. I’m afraid I was the first idiot to say yes, completely unaware that I was probably the fourth or fifth to be asked.

The next hour had me in a state of bewildered anxiety. To draw an analogy with the old football league table, this girl was probably upper second division, whereas I was middle of the fourth. This mismatch left me feeling completely out of my depth; you don’t jump in at the deep end when you can’t swim.

News travels fast when you would rather it just sit down and stay put. It wasn’t long before someone came and congratulated me; I think he found the situation harder to believe than I did. Someone even gave me advice; a division one boy, actually. These interventions only left me feeling even more out of place, and as the end of the dance got nearer the fear grew stronger.

As I was standing there thinking I would obviously be expected to do something about something when the dance ended, but having no idea what, there, out of nowhere, the girl was standing right in front of me. She looked me straight in the face and said, ‘I don’t want to go out with you,’ and then just walked away. I can still remember the hot tingling sensation that started in my face and then spread to the rest of my body.

Perhaps it was considerate of her to say anything to me at all: she could have just gone straight home after the dance, leaving me to wonder what had happened. All I can say is that it didn’t feel considerate at the time. I suppose we were both victims of her friend’s thoughtless stupidity, although I can’t help feeling I was the most injured casualty of it.

While the incident was devastating at the time, I don’t imagine it had a long lasting effect on me, I was probably over it in a few days. On the other hand, all our experiences go into the mix as our character is forming, although I can’t say how much influence this particular experience had on what was to become the adult me. I still don’t have much self confidence in social situations but I like to think I’m a bit wiser than I used to be. Now, if a woman asked me if I would go out with her friend, I would be a lot more cautious with my answer.

...so, after excluding the 99+ percent of responses to the profile, those occasional likes, and so on, the rare long term writing back and forth ensues. Often more vetting is required, and it's all grist for the mill. In time, occasionally, someone finally has to admit to fewer likely possibilities than first thought. Still, several options remain. Quit as friends? My favorite is the friendly, helpful, thoughtful, intelligent ACQUAINTANCE. It amazes me that such occurs/endures. Perhaps the sharing over time explains it. But who knows? And in time, who really knows?

Remember, love can be grand !


But divorce, can run you several grand $$$$ !

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