A friend just came back from an annual trip to the doctors and was tested for all those STDs while she was there, suspicious and questioning of her most recent boy's fidelity. She was squeaky clean and part of the 20% of the population that has those bragging rights.
20% of the population. Four out of five potential partners could transmit more than what you bargained for during that gettin to know you period if you move too fast and furiously, entangled in the throes of passion and sweat and other body fluids.
It's not taboo these days to ask for a clean bill of health. I mean if he (or she) was a horse, he (or she) would need a health certificate to move across state lines or belong to certain boarding facilities. Making sure your potential horizontal tango partner has his STD free card is par for the course before he (or she) transfers into your bedroom.
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- Ali
- Fascinated by the movement of desire through Myth, literature, lyrics, religions, history, and shared experience -- and loving any good love story that arrests the heart and warrants a good sized cry towel -- I am a hopeless romantic at heart. But also a heady academic with a penchant for the feminine divine, who is rooted in a darling body wrought with emotions and feelings and perceptions of the vast and interpersonal relationships of the world, and effervescently intrigued by the dissolution of the fuzzy boundaries of self and other. More about me here: www.auspiciousprojects.com and twitterpated here: @manifestcookies
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