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Authors: Anne Conley
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time, yelling at herself not to let it happen.
When her wet breasts brushed against his chest, he chuckled. Rachel's eyes flew open and when they did, he kissed her nose.
"This is a great beginning. Don't you think?"
Again, she pushed the glass of water at him. "Here." When he released her to grab the glass, she pushed away and went back into the living room. Out from under his influence, where she could continue the conversation about books and movies. About safe things.
They continued talking and getting to know each other, and Rachel continued to forget why she had sworn to never do this with a man. And it was okay that she forgot, because she hadn't enjoyed herself so much in a long time.
From Remainingrachel.com
Two Stepping: Two steps forward, one step back, why do I feel like I'm someplace different?
So, there's a man in my life. Nothing's happened with him, yet,(except a first-class kiss) and I'm not sure that anything ever will (but the kiss will live on in my memory forever). The possibilities are fun to imagine, aren't they?
To be honest, the possibilities scare me to death. He's attractive, and he seems to be attracted to me, but any relationship will lead to sex. And to be honest, even though my viral load is still undetectable and I possess a very small risk of transmission (not to mention using condoms!) the thought of having sex with someone scares me! It has been a long time, and I just don't know how I feel about it. Plus, I may have to change treatments, get used to new side effects, and change my habits. And he doesn't know.
I just can't help the thoughts that run around inside my own head. Even though I'm smart, educated, careful, and under treatment, I still feel dangerous. Sex with me is risky, especially now that my viral load is detectable.
I've always said it's important to be honest to any potential mates. Having sex with a negative person without telling them you're positive is not only unethical, but illegal in many states. I personally don't even want to get that far into a relationship without telling someone, but I've never let myself get there.
I'm afraid of the rejection. I'll admit it. I'm afraid of rejection. Let me say it again, just to make it clear. I'm afraid of rejection. I don't like being defined by my disease. Even though I'm an advocate online, very few people in my non-cyber world know that I'm HIV positive. In fact, including my family, I can count them all on one hand. How's that for coming to terms with myself?
I'm pathetic. I know.
So, in addition to finding out at my last doc's visit, that my levels are going down (still undetectable, thank God), I've met a man that I would like to get to know better. Everything's changing for me. As much as I hate it, I've got to get used to it.
Change is the name of the game. Hopefully, I can make this a good one…
Chapter 8
Once thought to be simply a gift from the gods, combustion is now understood to be a complex chemical reaction. From Firefighter's Handbook, Essentials of Firefighting and Emergency Response.
Sam hadn't seen Rachel in a week, but that didn't mean that she was far from his thoughts. Rachel and that kiss.
That kiss had almost been his undoing. He hadn't gone over there with the intention of kissing her senseless, but he couldn't control himself. In fact, he'd wanted to push her down on the sofa and do so much more, but he'd managed a little self-restraint.
He couldn't remember having that much fun just talking to a woman. They had talked all afternoon, the girls doing some girly thing together in Sophia's room, coming out for snacks and then going back in to the princess parlor, giving him and Rachel lots of time to get to know each other.
Dancing with Rachel and the girls had overwhelmed him, in a good way. He grinned at the memory. Rachel had smiled throughout the entire experience, and her smile lit up her face and sent a hot rush through Sam's body. Her laugh took over
When her wet breasts brushed against his chest, he chuckled. Rachel's eyes flew open and when they did, he kissed her nose.
"This is a great beginning. Don't you think?"
Again, she pushed the glass of water at him. "Here." When he released her to grab the glass, she pushed away and went back into the living room. Out from under his influence, where she could continue the conversation about books and movies. About safe things.
They continued talking and getting to know each other, and Rachel continued to forget why she had sworn to never do this with a man. And it was okay that she forgot, because she hadn't enjoyed herself so much in a long time.
From Remainingrachel.com
Two Stepping: Two steps forward, one step back, why do I feel like I'm someplace different?
So, there's a man in my life. Nothing's happened with him, yet,(except a first-class kiss) and I'm not sure that anything ever will (but the kiss will live on in my memory forever). The possibilities are fun to imagine, aren't they?
To be honest, the possibilities scare me to death. He's attractive, and he seems to be attracted to me, but any relationship will lead to sex. And to be honest, even though my viral load is still undetectable and I possess a very small risk of transmission (not to mention using condoms!) the thought of having sex with someone scares me! It has been a long time, and I just don't know how I feel about it. Plus, I may have to change treatments, get used to new side effects, and change my habits. And he doesn't know.
I just can't help the thoughts that run around inside my own head. Even though I'm smart, educated, careful, and under treatment, I still feel dangerous. Sex with me is risky, especially now that my viral load is detectable.
I've always said it's important to be honest to any potential mates. Having sex with a negative person without telling them you're positive is not only unethical, but illegal in many states. I personally don't even want to get that far into a relationship without telling someone, but I've never let myself get there.
I'm afraid of the rejection. I'll admit it. I'm afraid of rejection. Let me say it again, just to make it clear. I'm afraid of rejection. I don't like being defined by my disease. Even though I'm an advocate online, very few people in my non-cyber world know that I'm HIV positive. In fact, including my family, I can count them all on one hand. How's that for coming to terms with myself?
I'm pathetic. I know.
So, in addition to finding out at my last doc's visit, that my levels are going down (still undetectable, thank God), I've met a man that I would like to get to know better. Everything's changing for me. As much as I hate it, I've got to get used to it.
Change is the name of the game. Hopefully, I can make this a good one…
Chapter 8
Once thought to be simply a gift from the gods, combustion is now understood to be a complex chemical reaction. From Firefighter's Handbook, Essentials of Firefighting and Emergency Response.
Sam hadn't seen Rachel in a week, but that didn't mean that she was far from his thoughts. Rachel and that kiss.
That kiss had almost been his undoing. He hadn't gone over there with the intention of kissing her senseless, but he couldn't control himself. In fact, he'd wanted to push her down on the sofa and do so much more, but he'd managed a little self-restraint.
He couldn't remember having that much fun just talking to a woman. They had talked all afternoon, the girls doing some girly thing together in Sophia's room, coming out for snacks and then going back in to the princess parlor, giving him and Rachel lots of time to get to know each other.
Dancing with Rachel and the girls had overwhelmed him, in a good way. He grinned at the memory. Rachel had smiled throughout the entire experience, and her smile lit up her face and sent a hot rush through Sam's body. Her laugh took over
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