To Kink or Not to Kink

Need I not mention about this intellectual being I dated when I was in college. I thought he was my Soulmate, if such a thought exists. I somehow knew he was "The One". My friends already knew this story. I met him when I was 18. There was some sort of an accident. That was my first time to go hiking in the woods. I was still in UP Manila. Eight months after that, while I was enrolling in UP Diliman, I was a new transferee then. I went directly to his room for a prerog and this professor's first words to me back then was, "Have I met you somewhere?" "Smmoooothh!!!," I thought. "No, sir, I don't remember," was my reply. "You look familiar and I don't forget a face. Wala ng slot for Kas 1 kung yun ang pine-prerog mo," was all he said. Well, I did get into his class because I was doing my prerog for another class of his, another subject. I managed to get my one and only 1.25 from him. And I did get to date him a

I hope I would not be the woman known for breaking up marriages. So far, I’ve been dodging both propositions and the practitioners left and right. I have been propositioned by more than four married men in the span of one year! Doesn't that say enough? Gawd, I hate married men. Yes, they boost my confidence up by a notch kasi feeling ko I'm so darn irresistible but I feel like I am constantly playing mind games with them. Around December last year, a woman I don't even know called me up to inform me that the guy I was going out with was her husband. Ooops! She saw my calling card with her husband’s belongings and decided to find out for herself who the person was behind the name. I met the guy in chat, it was August and it was raining, I was running around Sunken Garden with a soccer ball that time. I agreed to EB* (*chat term for eyeball) him near the coconut tree. Let's just call him caveman. He's tall, he's dark, and he’s quite a looker, pogi siya! H