Been there and never want to go back.
Its even harder when you’re engaged! You want to talk about blurred lines?
Somehow that rock on your finger grays the black and white, stokes the shared fires of passion and untames the sexual zeal you’ve diligently subdued.
Will. You. Marry. Me?
No doubt those four life altering words make physical restrictions feel slightly less, well, restrictive.
I mean, why not go all the way? If you+him=forever, then what’s the problem?
It’s going to happen eventually right?