As much as most of us wouldn't like to admit it, we all carry our ex's, or our ex-relationships, around with us everywhere we go. We're all someone's left-over's. All of us are a product of our last relationship, and all of the one's that came before that. Each of us takes the good and the bad of our experiences and either wraps them up nicely to give to the next person in a proud package of what we have become, or slides them under our shirts trying to uselessly to hide them, and to forget. We take some traits, expressions, and interests, and make them our own, and others we reject, and refuse to ever have in our lives again. But the fact remains that every relationship that we are in, every new person that we come to know well, affects us, and makes us who we are today: the good and the bad. So, if we, in our adventures in dating, meet someone that we have the best sex of our lives with, are we then a bit ruined for all others? If we come across someone who pushes our sexual limits to places that we dared to go, and it was the best we ever had, are we then, forever cursed when that person is no longer in our life, and others are intimidated by our newfound sexual appetite? Is it possible to experiment too much? To reach a point where fantasy has turned into a reality that cannot be duplicated? Is it possible to reach a Sexual Point Of No Return, where our new partner will never really be able to fulfill our deepest sexual desires?
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