I’m Ditching the Hookup Culture for This. And Guess What? I’m not Alone.
Embracing celibacy from now moving forward.
Chase was a stand-up guy. We met for a drink after a couple of chats at a cocktail bar in East Houston. He was tall, funny, and well-dressed.
He speaks English eloquently for a native of Oskemen who self-taught himself English online.
I was drawn to him by his remarkable communication skills. Being around Chase made me feel safe and wanted. He knew how to make a woman happy.
We were going slow. I was starting to lose my guard. Even though he made it a point not to pay for any of our dates, I looked forward to seeing him every day.
But he was a busy guy and I respected that. He was a software developer and rarely dated. However, we video-chatted almost every day to make up for the lack of physical contact.
Our sex was usually planned to fit our schedules because I was busy too. Though I like spontaneity better, I still manage to get comfortable with his conscientious lifestyle.
He would stay over the night some days and make me breakfast in the morning before leaving. He made it a duty to tell me…
