This is an I-Heart podcast.

Guaranteed Human.

My best friend says I've changed as a person because I slept with a man in a wheelchair.

Sounds like you need to change your best friend.

Mm, correct.

Obviously, a throwaway account.

I don't need anyone here seeing my regular account.

Also, I'm in the U.S.

in English is my first language.

Any discrepancies are because I suck I'm in the U.S. and English is my first language.

Any discrepancies are because I suck at typing on my phone.

Eh, it's okay. Context and full story. I am 28 female. Not me, but O.P. My childhood best friend will call Jess is also 28 female. To put it simply, I don't think I'm any kind of prude.

I just don't really feel comfortable

with casual spicy sleep. And I never have. My best friend knows about this and has teased me about it

lightly in the past. She's been in a long-term relationship for the last three years,

and I've mostly been single while working on my degree and starting my career. Jess lives in

another state with her boyfriend, so we don't hang out much anymore. By the way, this comes from Throwaway Jess, come on on on the R-slash-O-K Storytime Suburdit. Come on. Actually, on the R-slash best of positive updates, subreddit. Oh, positive. Positive. Oh, I see how positive it really is. Oh, really. So about a month ago, I had a first date

with a guy that I've been talking to for a bit. Thought it was going places, but he gave a weird

vibe on the date, and I cut and ran early. On my way home, I stopped at a local pub, figured I'd

have a drink to unwind and people watch till it wore off. Tipsy driving is still wasted driving,

in my opinion. Correct. I get there and it's pretty packed Friday night and all and there was no

seating room at the bar. No. I took my drink and looked around. What? No. No what? No.

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