I don't know how I feel about it. It's pretty cool, I must admit, 'cuz otherwise i'm pretty unmotivated as to fucking people, but in this case I don't have to do all the work... However, i have to say it can be problematic. I had work today at 10 (i'm just taking a later shift) and she kept me up til 5 in the morning. Now i'm exhausted. Anyone have similar situations?

Please don't act like this sort of thing is a problem. obviously you need to keep it brief, only fuck at times when you can afford for her to keep you up 3/4s of the night or deal with being tired. It's not fair on those of us who aren't having sex. That is all

Nope, it's just you.

Just kidding. It really depends on the situation. Sometimes they get hornier, sometimes they don't. I'm probably going to go off into a tangent. Yep, I feel it- oh shit.

This one girl I was dating was hairy as hell. She had hairy arms and she was very unattractive. She was in shape, though, because she was a swimmer. She was always horny as hell. Since I'll fuck anything that moves, I was doing all I could to satiate her.

But, after a while she started to feel like we were a "unit." Evidently, every single time you have sex with a girl, a part of her brain develops a connection to you that gets stronger and stronger (completely unsourced, I don't know how legit that fact was. But, I'm assuming it's true considering I see this all the time.) Eventually, she got crazy on me. She attacked me when I told her I didn't want to see her anymore because I thought she was getting too connected.

Anyways, she did it when everyone was looking. She hugged me and mid-hug I don't know what happened, but she went a little nutty in the head. She decided to bite me. I've no problem with this when I'm inside someone, but when I'm not it's just plain annoying. So, I grabbed her hair and yanked her off of me. She stormed away in a huff, and I looked like the bad guy.

So I said "Yeah, I beat women, what's it to you?" and stormed out.

Hmm, now THERE'S a problem I wouldn't mind having.

As for the biter...was she angry, or just playing around?

Read the story. She was fucking pissed.

Read the story. She was fucking pissed.

I probably would have just bitten back, HARDER.

Bring a friend along to work shifts on her?

Yeah... I was fucking this girl last year.

We worked in the same building, but she worked night shift and I worked early mornings so I only ever saw her in passing. I noticed her looking at me, and thought she wasn't bad looking (and had an awesome ass) but she was older than me (only by ~5 years) so I didn't bother speaking to her. I have always had bad experiences with older women.

So one day I have a huge fight with the guy who's house Im supposed to be staying at. I'm real drunk, and can't drive home, so I push my bike to the peeler station to ask if I can leave it in their car park. After a definite rejection, I walk to the local 24 hour garage and get it locked in their back area. After leaving there, I start walking up the town (from the bottom, and I didn't have a clue where I was going) and after about two minutes I see this girl from work.

So she was pissed. Not as bad as me, as she could ceemingly walk in a straight line while my balance was questionable to say the least. She was with this huge blonde guy who stared at from I was within sight. Thats no big deal in my town though, and you're best ignorning it.

So she sees me and runs towards me and gives me a hug. We swap drunken drivel and end up going back to her place, with the big awkward blonde fucker still with us. Her and I chat on the way to her house, which was less than a ten minute walk, as the asshole walks close behind and says very little. In the conversation, the question of religion was brought up at some stage. She asked if I was catholic, although really just trying to reaffirm what she thought because of my christian name. She informed me they were both protestant, but it wouldn't matter. I found out at a later date that she was a flag holder for a UVF flute band, but that's her disability.

So as we get to her front door, he calls her aside and they mutter some shit while I struggle with a lighter in my drunken stupor.
All of a sudden he shouts "Well you have your fuckin' fenian then, I'm away" and storms off down the street while Im almost drowning in tears laughing at him.

We go into her house and she breaks out the beer. We chat, I kiss her, we drink a lot and I pass out on her sofa. Casanova or what?!

So the next day I get her phone number and head off, thinking nothing of it. She phones me that night and I go to her house. We end up smoking a few joints and by maybe 10pm we were in bed. I was supposed to be working at 7am the next morning.

Well, I did make it into work... I hadn't slept though.

She was only off work at the weekend once a fortnight, and that ended up being our time. Every other friday, saturday and sunday night I would spend with her and always the next day I would be in work with black eyes and very little concentration.

Heh, so this went on for about 3 months. One night we were in bed and she asked me what I would call our relationship. Me, being like any other male in this situation, done the usual "DUHHHH, Idunno..." and she asked if it would be OK for us to have an "open relationship." I laughed and said Id never had an open relationship before. As far as I was concerned, she was just there for me to fuck and drink in her house. I mean, I went to my mate's parties and landed at her house at 3 or 4am to fuck her, it wasn't an idealistic relationship. But anyway, I agreed and said that would do... about 10 minutes later she started crying!!! She claimed I was just like all other men and she wanted nothing more to do with me.

I fucked her again, and left... sobering up, at 5.30am on a sunday morning. That was a fun drive home.

So the moral of the story is...

Umm, I dunno. I just kinda kept typing.

Dude, how old are you? If you're in your thirties or fourties I can understand. But I've gone to work a couple times without sleep, and i'm on my feet 12 to 15 hours a day. Only once was because of a girl, but still. The guys I work with go out after work and hook up and come in an hour or two early to take a nap in the bridal suite.