Sometimes there are stares, but it’s only a thing if someone makes it a thing. —Cameron, 50, England “You got to go handle your mommy issues, because I’m not the one.” I’m 51, and my partner is 36. We’re poly, and he just moved in with me and my husband. My ...
The way she looks at me, I can’t figure out if there is something about the world I don’t know yet, or the other way around. There’s something about the world that isn’t real to her yet, either, like doctors, or problems with simple solutions. The world is where things feel ...
Swapped into the original lineup, then unceremoniously swapped out upon breakup, was model Denise “Vanity” Matthews; her stage name was, depending on who you asked, either a euphemism for “vagina” or a reflection of Prince himself. (“When he looks in the mirror, he sees me,” ...
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“The only thing annoying about her is that she keeps writing you those notes and she stares.”“Yucky love notes!” Trogmire interrupted. He took another sip of mole milk. “Did you notice those strange brown eyes? Why aren't they normal red or pink?” Tremor took another look at ...
I notice that everyday when I come into the classroom she turns my way and stares as I walk to my seat. I want to ask her out on a date so badly but I don't want her to reject me out of fear that she will reject our friendship along with the request for a date. I have ...
Everywhere I go I get looks and stares from the locals as if they have never seen skin so fair or hair so curly. Throughout my stay the staring never ceases and I feel the eyes of all of Delhi – all 14.5 million people – are on me. I ride along in the car with my driver ...
She stares at the bedspread for a moment. “OK,” she says. “Your turn.” You start slowly, saying that you agree with much of what she said — that she is sweet and hardworking and down-to-earth. You also tell her that she seems very lonely. ...
I used to complain to my mother about the stares I got on the streets. She told me not to wear sleeveless blouses or show my legs. India, she said, was conservative that way. But it was more than that. No matter what I wore, some men felt they could look at me with abandon --...