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Confessions of a

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After years navigating the Manhattan dating pool, Mary Geneva has a new rule

ith all these years in the dating trenches under my belt, I’ve decided it’s time for a new rule: I will no longer sleep with anyone on the first, second, or even the “magical” third date. And, so far, I’ve managed to stick to this rule … more or less. Why? Because sweating up the sheets with someone so early in the game never goes anywhere (at least in my world). Of course, holding out until the sixth date

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never seems to go anywhere either, but for some reason it just feels better this way. For me. No judgment on anyone else’s choices. Hell, post-divorce I went through a few years of trying to make up for my lost early-20s and being in an almost sexless marriage with the primal urge to hook up with just about any guy who would buy me a drink. And it was fun for a while … But when you’re attracted to a new guy (or girl), they’re attracted to you, but you’re not ready for some mutually consensual adult entertainment, you have to do something to release the tension. I’ve solved this sticky problem by relegating my carnal activities to varying degrees of lip locking. I’m a lip slut. Don’t bother to check Webster’s – it isn’t in there … yet. So allow me to define it here: Lip slut, English, USA, noun. Definition: Someone who just wants to make out and nothing else. If you’re currently in the midst of a serial dating binge, I highly recommend it. Once you try it,

you’ll be surprised at the erotic satisfaction that can be derived through the experience. Although, admittedly, my dates haven’t always mirrored my enthusiasm. But you know what? That’s just tough. There’s a new sheriff in town and it’s my turn to call the shots. I’m not the only person in NYC to enjoy copious amounts of lip action. Rose said: “There was something satisfying about respecting myself. I didn’t need to sleep with a guy. I was pleasantly surprised at how a kiss could make me smile and feel.” My neighbor, George, had this to say: “Sometimes it’s nice to get a quick kiss and then see what happens later … or just have a good story.” Ryan, on the other hand, disagrees on restricting the athletic activity to tonsil hockey. “I don’t have that much self control,” he said. And Janet, although now married, reminisced fondly about her lip slut days: “I like kissing and didn’t always feel like I wanted the guy to be a notch on my bed.” For me, naturally, if a viable candidate pops up on the horizon, I’m not averse to lifting the “above the neck” restriction, but in the meantime, I’ve been told I’m a very good kisser.

“Once you try it, you’ll be surprised at the erotic satisfaction that can be derived through the experience.”

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About

MARY

Mary Geneva is a sales professional by day and serial dater by night. In her book Nicknames, she tiptoes into the dating pool accumulating late-night, drunken scraps of paper and text messages outlining unbelievable – yet totally true – events. Undaunted, she lives, works, and plays in New York City, and calls Hell’s Kitchen home, along with her rescued pets, pup Valentino and kitty Diva. Follow her adventures on Twitter and Instagram @marygeneva nyc, and at thatssomary. com. You can buy Nicknames at nicknamesnyc. com. And you can share your most bizarre dating story with Mary. Email mary genevanyc@ gmail.com.

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