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my two longer-term boyfriends, Scott and Neil (names changed for their pri vacy), wouldn’t fuck me.
     
The Story of Scott In the summer of 1986
I met Scott while on a trip to Europe. During the two weeks we spent together in the Greek Islands, Scott accused me of having a too-tight vagina and suggested that I undergo surgery. Back home from the trip, I spent half a year putting one finger and then two fingers in my vaginal hole to stretch it so that Scott could get inside me when we saw each other again that winter. Scott lived in Scotland and I was in Los Ange les, more than five thousand miles apart. (This story is my husband’s fa vorite. He laughs hard in disbelief that a man would ever complain about a small, tight vagina.)
I kept up a long-distance relationship with Scott for three years al though I knew that our sex life was not good at all. (I didn’t know that Scott, only forty-four, had an erectile dysfunction problem.) To me sex was just a tiny part of our relationship. Respecting and missing him were more valuable to me than sexual intercourse. You could say I was young and naïve. Or stupid.
In almost three years, Scott and I saw each other for only three vaca tions together. When I finally ended the relationship, I quickly (without taking any quiet time to consider what I had done wrong with Scott or what I wanted out of my next relationship) got involved for short periods of time with other inappropriate men, including one who was married.
     
The Story of Neil
In 1992 I met Neil in Los Angeles. Neil’s ever-present depression and my constant pressure to keep a dying relationship alive meant we had almost no intercourse after the first year of our five-year relationship. I insisted on maintaining the relationship although Neil never even acknowledged that we were boyfriend and girlfriend, only “friends.” I often gave Neil a hand job or a blow job, and he’d come. Then he’d say to me, “Why don’t you use the vibrator?”—meaning by myself. He wouldn’t participate at all, despite having just received a very enthusiastic, energetic—if unskilled—blow job from a very hot woman. I wound up frustrated and at times begging him for sex, which he chose to dispense to me at about the rate (and I’m gener ous here) of once a month or less; and, sorry, no cunnilingus, ever! My vagina ached for his tongue but never knew that touch, though I gave him countless blow jobs. Not fair, Neil.
In the last of our three years of dating before Neil left for Korea to teach English, we had sex about once every three months. While Neil hardly ever fucked me, I found in his suitcase just before he left for Korea about fifty condoms and three books on how to make love to a woman. My heart felt so sad. I’m still sad when I think of how I allowed myself so many years with these two men who failed to fulfill my animal sexuality. So many years with Wrong Men.
     
Your Self-Love Sessions:
Self-Examination and Masturbation
I believe that all women are, by definition, sexual animals as one important part of their total selves. This chapter will help you to get in touch with and express that lustful animal nature in you. You’ll experience the power of your sexuality. And later you will learn that the combination of your femi ninity and your sexuality is a vital aspect of love and marriage with a Good Man. You’ll see how your femininity and sexuality can be so important in attracting, satisfying, and keeping your Good Man. Unlike me, you will be fully aware of your sexual potential and will pursue relationships only with Good Men who, as an important part of your total relationship, will want to satisfy your sexuality, and often.
Your journey to discovering and experiencing your beauty, femininity, and sexuality while searching for love and marriage with a Good Man starts today, as you read right now. Hold this book with one hand and keep read ing. With the other hand, stroke over or under your clothes the area of your