Cupids Dating Blog

My Best Friend's Sweet Lesbian Lover

My best friend is 6'0" tall and blessed with a large chest. She's got shoulder-length blonde hair, dazzling blue eyes and warm smile that could melt your heart. Tack on an hourglass figure, amazing sense of humor and a great personality and you get one gorgeous gal who's beautiful both on the inside and on the outside. So why aren't I dating her myself, you ask? That's because being a guy, great as I am, doesn't exactly appeal to a sweet lesbian like her. That or how I'm a total cheapskate (probably both).

]]> So where does this stunning goddess go to meet a lesbian beauty who's as great as she is? On the Internet, of course! She's actually a member of quite a few lesbian dating sites, where she's met all kinds of beautiful babes, some with more personality than others.

I remember at least one former lesbian girlfriend of hers being half as bright as a shadow. Being the sweet lesbian that she is, though, she still went on a couple of dates with her. After an excruciating three hours, my blonde beauty of a gal pal once came home to me looking like death. It seems they watched the classic "Shawshank Redemption," where her date had asked, all exasperated, "Why don't the prisoners just leave if they hate the prison so much? It's a free country, so they can leave whenever they want!" Wow. And this chick works at my bank.

One day, I stumbled into my favorite blonde shopping for sexy lingerie (don't ask me what I was doing in a lingerie store). I asked what the special occasion was, so she informed me that she was getting ready for her two-month anniversary with her current girlfriend. Apparently she was a sweet lesbian just like my blonde friend here, only twice as flexible on account of being an exotic dancer. I think she told me that last bit of information just to taunt me over how I'd be meeting another beautiful woman I'd never get the chance to date.

Anyway, I went with her to the cafe where she was to meet her girlfriend afterward and, I got to tell you, this babe was a stunner! She was just as hot as my best friend and equally fun to be around, too. I asked where they met, since my pal had told me she'd given up on dating sites after that last fiasco. Turns out she never canceled her membership, so her new girlfriend had messaged her. Being polite, my friend responded. The two instantly hit it off and are still together today, so I guess it's sometimes true that love only finds you when you stop looking for it.

Anybody Want To Date My Shy Black Friend?

Are there any women out there who would be interested in dating my shy black friend? He's 6'2", a little on the bashful side, very generous and loves to share a good laugh with people. I've known him since my early college days and, after many gym class showers, I can safely say that certain stereotypes are based on fact.

]]> So with a body and personality like that, it comes as a real surprise to most people to find out he's painfully single. He used to check out dating sites for black singles like himself, but the guy was always just way too timid to close the deal. He let me check his PMs on those sites and, to my surprise, many a sexy black girl was all but ready and rarin' to meet him for a nice, romantic dinner, if not straight to the bedroom.
Not the kind of guy who dates women strictly in order to have sex with them (after all, this is a shy black man we're talking about), I wasn't surprised to see he had turned those women down. But I was a little disappointed to see he turned down other women, as well. Some of them really connected with him on a personal level and clearly could have become close friends of his, if not significantly more. Meanwhile, if their profile pics were real, then they were definitely his type, too!

So why did he turn them away? Well, it seems my shy black buddy is a bit of a drama llama. He's not what some would call "emo" or anything like that, but everybody has some kind of baggage. His is that he's way too nervous about saying something stupid, or worse, making a move too early or when it's not called for. You know, because apparently women hate it when a really charming and really hot single guy wants to kiss them after taking them out for a lovely, romantic evening out on the town.

Right now I've convinced him to go on a date with a true ebony beauty that he met online. She's drop-dead gorgeous, went to the same university as he did and loves his favorite restaurant. So here's hoping they hit it off, because even shy black dudes deserve a loving relationship.

The Sexy Hot Girl Who Stole My Heart

Let me tell you about the sexy hot girl who stole my heart. I met her on a dating personals site a while back and it was love at first sight. Her photo was elegant and gorgeous, her bio was witty and showed we had a lot in common and her PMs really told me we'd hit it off if we ever met in person. And then, lucky me, the moment came where we did go on a date.

]]> I can't recall which movie I suggested. It starred Julia Robert, Renee Zellweger, Sarah Jessica Parker or some combo of the three big romantic movie stars of the day. Her response was "we could do that or we could go see Resident Evil 3." For those not in the know, I'm not a big fan of chick flicks, unless it's a good romantic comedy that's heavy on the laughs and not some cliched romance story. I am, however, a big geek and fan of sci-fi, supernatural horror and action movies. Meanwhile, Resident Evil is a movie franchise based off a shooter video game series that's heavy on sci-fi and zombies. Needless to say, this sexy hot girl was well on her way towards being a keeper in my book.

After the movie, I then suggested the fancy, pricey as all hell restaurant down the street, but she told me she was in the mood for a burger. Found at my favorite hot dog joint, no less! Surely she must be laying it on thick to impress me, right? Actually no! Without meaning to stereotype, I find women always eat small portions ridiculously slowly in front of men in order to avoid what they consider makes them look like a pig. This sexy hot girl not only totally scarfed that burger down in no time, but also ordered another! Not that I'm a "chubby chaser" or anything, but for some reason this really put me at ease… and admittedly turned me on a bit.

I know, I know. Where am I going with this story, right? Well here's some free relationship advice for all you ladies and gents out there: always be yourself! Stop trying to put on some façade for the first date, because you'll just get stuck leaving the wrong first impression. Meanwhile, if you be yourself, when you do hit things off, you're likely to be on the way towards a loving relationship that lasted at least as long as the one I had with this sexy hot girl.

The Adventures Of Sexy Guy And Plain Jane

Look! Up in the sky! It's a bird, it's a plane, it's sexy guy! He's faster than a speeding bullet when it comes to getting chicks off sex personals sites and into his bedroom, more powerful than a locomotive (at least, that's what she said) and able to mount tall women in a single bound!

]]> Nobody makes women swoon more than sexy guy does, so when I saw him on a date with a plain Jane, I was a little shocked. Was she really his sister and this wasn't an actual date? The tonsil hockey I saw them playing before the check arrived tells me "no." Now don't get me wrong, it's not like this chick was unattractive or anything, but whenever I saw this dude at a bar, restaurant or dance club, he always had the best beautiful babes hanging on his arm or slobbering all over him.

Once his date had ended, I walked up to my super-powered, sex dating conquistador of a friend and asked what the deal was. He laughed at me and clapped me on the shoulder, saying "Brian, there's more to a woman than just her physical appearance." Actually, he said something a lot more crass than that which meant the same thing, but repeating his words exactly as he said them would make my superhero analogy fall apart. He's actually a good guy, honest! Just ask any of the 112 women he's slept with (and no, that's not a typo)! But I digress. Here I was, shocked that he was literally saying he didn't care if he slept with just another beautiful hottie.

And then he explained why not. Turns out "Jane" is a former professional pornstar. I kid you not! This chick was into all sorts of crazy fun back in the day, apparently. When I asked how he found out, he told me that her sex dating profile linked to free previews of some of her movies, which she decided to appear in so that she could pay her way through college. I have to admit, I was a little shocked, but, having grown up in Montreal with the guy, I knew he had already met and slept with other, far more attractive porno performers. So what made her so special?

According to him, she had certain skills in bed that put all his previous lovers to shame. Some that left me speechless, while others made my jaw hit the ground. I knew that sexy guy had unconventional sexual tastes, but now I knew more secrets about him that were bigger than his true identity. She wasn't his Lois Lane, she was the dude's kryptonite, because this chick really knew how to leave the guy weak and gasping for air!

The Loving Intentions Of A Rich Person

A few months ago, one of my exes shocked me by trying to get "closure" from our break up. I told her I had no idea how to help her, because she was the one who dumped me. At first, I thought she was using this as an excuse to have angry ex-sex or something, but it turned out she wanted to explain she had met someone on a wealthy personals site and was ashamed of how she dumped me simply for not being a rich person. Ouch. I think I'd rather she wanted the angry sex.

]]> She Who Shall Not Be Named told me that, if I were a rich a man, we'd probably still be together. As it was, she still cared deeply for me. Craig (that's the rich person's name) was a great guy and she apparently cared for him deeply, but he was a little busy (or, rather, always busy) because he was practically married to his job. To make up for this, he bought her lots of things, such as jewelry, clothes and frequent trips to Paris whenever he had to meet with the investors who lived there. After having missed an anniversary because of work, he even bought her a car.

Here's where the difference between rich and poor people pop up. He got her a car when he goofed up big time. I got her a racing car game (Don't look at me like that! It wasn't just any video game, it was Super Mario Kart!). Curiosity got the better of me, so I asked why she was with him. I mean, what was so appealing about dating a rich person if you couldn't spend time with him and didn't like expensive gifts?

She told me it was his intentions. As much as he couldn't drag himself away from work, he really wanted to and it killed him that he couldn't spend as much time with her as they'd both like. The gifts weren't like when I gave them to her. Besides differing in monetary value, they were also done as a means of trying to keep her happy during the times she couldn't be with him in person. Apparently, my gifts were just done to excuse my mistakes. That's a fair enough statement, but it doesn't mean I'm cheap. After all, when we parted ways, I binged on the $20 tubs of ice cream in order to boost my self-esteem, not some cheap $3 bucket!

Going Gaga Over Single Parent Date Sites

Being an evil jerk and not having a rugrat of my own, yet, whenever I'm around my friend and his adorably cute, little angel, I like to do exactly two things. The first is to give her lots and lots of sugary snacks, while the second is to remind him that I never have to change any diapers. So after giving his daughter a lollipop three sizes bigger than her head, I asked how he managed to handle things on his own. He answered that thanks to all the single parent date sites he'd joined, he was usually too busy to remember what it's like to raise a tyke by himself. Naturally, I asked if dating sites for single parents were covered in upchuck stains and had shrill screams as the page's background music.

]]> On a more serious note, I was kind of surprised that thre were even online personals targeted specifically at promoting single parent romance. When I asked if they were any good, he told me that, thanks to the single parent date sites, he was able to organize play dates at least twice a week (Here's where the apple of his eye began shouting "play date!" over and over for the next two solid hours). I scoffed, thinking that could never lead anywhere serious because they'd both be too busy minding the little ones to have any fun, but he disagreed.

He said that there are many single parent meet and greets on these outings. That way, if they hit it off , they schedule another one. If not, at least the brats (my word, not his) got to have some fun. The third play date tends to be where the adults get to know each other a bit more personally while the babysitters take care of the bed times, toys and crying. There, he says he gets to remember what life was like before his little lady entered his life. So I guess single parent date sites actually do the trick and I was quite glad to hear he was socializing again. I didn't say this out loud, of course, because I was now silently making my exit so as to avoid changing his daughter's diaper.

A Lovely Tale Of Romance In The Rain

Walking to work one day, my coworker and I got royally soaked. I told her I liked the rain. When she looked at me like I was twit, I shouted "DID YOU NEVER EXPERIENCE ROMANCE IN THE RAIN BEFORE?" She still couldn't hear me over the torrential downpour, so we rushed inside a coffee shop to wait it out a bit. Inside, I told her about a couple of people I met on dating sites where our first dates were during heavy rainfall.

]]> My first date with Karen was supposed to be at a fireworks display. A few thousand gallons later, we decided it was probably going to be canceled. I wanted to head to my favorite comic book shop, since it was just across the street, but was way too shy to admit how much of a geek I was on a first date. Instead, we made a mad dash through the downpour for practically a mile before we came to shop that she loved checking out on a daily basis. After seeing it was a video game store, I quickly fell head over heels for having found a fellow dweeb and knew this was going to be the beginning of some heavy duty puppy love.

Another date in the rain was with a TV enthusiast. She and I had been dating for a few nights now, so I knew a first kiss, if not more, was on its way. There we were on her doorstep, hearts pounding, awkward silence at its highest. My mouth was dry, my face flushed and I suddenly felt feverishly hot. I kissed her... sort of. I had moved in so quickly that I literally pecked the bridge of her nose. We just stood there, both dumbstruck. Humiliated and hard-pressed to say something to break the tension, I actually said "So, you still want to sleep together after that?" Just then, a sudden torrent of rain instantly drenched us and made her lovely white dress completely see-through. I don't know if it was the absurdity of the situation, but she suddenly quoted that "Dharma and Greg" sitcom and shouted "YOU DON'T SLEEP IN THE RAIN, YOU FOOL, YOU MAKE ROMANCE IN THE RAIN!" The rest I'll leave to the imagination.

Coffees in hand, my coworker and I decided to brave the storm to make it to work on time. Along the way, I nagged her that being "decent-looking," she could probably find love, too, if she dated more, to which she shouted "IF YOU FOUND ROMANCE IN THE RAIN SO MANY TIMES, WHY ARE YOU STILL SINGLE?" Touche, my friend, touche.

My Buddy's Explosive Military Woman

After a three-year stint in "Iraqistan," my buddy wanted to stop making war and start making love. When I asked why the sudden 180 turnabout, he sat me down, clasped his hands on my shoulders and said "Brian, if you make one more stupid war pun, I'm going to smack you." Having not been through boot camp training since my days in fat camp, I figured it was a good idea to shut up and listen to what he had to say about his new military attache. When asked if he met her on tour, he replied that he instead found her on a military dating site. Apparently, she was a military woman with a wicked sense of humor.

]]> Right when I asked what that meant, up suddenly became down and I was flat on my back staring up at a muscular brunette with a warm, yet terrifying smile. Apparently, that's what he meant. While my buddy was busy laughing his butt off, I was contemplating how the results of this new military love would affect my personal health in the future. I mean, I'm not opposed to falling head over heels in love for a military woman, but I usually prefer it to not be so literal. Especially if I only get to do the falling aspect, while someone else does the loving.

Though I had to admit, they really were made for each other. Even before heading into the service, my friend was a total jock. Meanwhile, this beautiful military girl was a major tomboy. I was a little apprehensive for him, though, because all I could think about was how being sent on different tours would affect their relationship.

He told me it actually strengthened his love for this fiery military woman, as it was important for him to know he had someone who understood the risks he was taking every day and night. Not only that, but he also knew that waiting for someone in battle was unbearable, so he said he liked knowing that she had her thoughts preoccupied by missions instead of worrying about him. On top of this, he said it meant he had someone he could talk to who could understand things civilians couldn't, which meant theirs was a very personal relationship that made them both quite happy. War, huh? What is it good for? Apparently there's one thing.

Finding Love Through An Older Dating Service

When my friend told me he had joined a couple of senior dating sites, I was a little skeptical about how much luck he'd have finding someone his own age. I immediately pictured my sweet, little Nana, who is so technologically impaired that she thinks my job consists of "tapping on the computer boards, making the Internets." Just how many people would be able to use a computer and navigate the Internet, let alone be willing to take advantage of an older dating service?

]]> His response to these queries was to whack me upside the back of the head and say in his most geriatric impersonation that he didn't take shrapnel in World War II so he could come back to a country where kids don't know how to respect their elders. He also used a colorful vocabulary that only senior citizens are ever allowed to get away with. After pointing out that he was only 63 and not 163, he informed me that many mature guys like himself used an older dating service because of how many mature women were on it. From there, I imagined the end of the "Boombox" comedic music video ("A bunch of old people busting like rabbits! It was disgusting, to say the least!"), so he smacked me again.

He informed me that he had already been several dates with the same woman. It seems like he may have already found himself a mature girlfriend through the older dating service he was using. I was skeptical, so when I asked who at his age he could have possibly found on the Web, he showed he was still young at heart by promptly answering "Yo Nana!" Back on topic, he told me her name was Esther (my subsequent giggle earned me my third or fourth smack of the day) and the two apparently had much in common. Both loved fine dining, both missed MASH (fifth smack earned here) and both apparently earned their MAs at the same University, one in English and the other in Sciences.

Also, while he had a "whippersnapper friend" like me who cared about them, but apparently never knew when to keep his big mouth shut, Esther had a young female friend who was exactly the same. Naturally, I was too busy wondering if he'd introduce me to Esther's gal pal to realize I'd just been insulted, but let's blame that on the many blows to the head I'd received that day.

Want To Improve Your French Kissing Techniques? Apply Now!

You know how a ton of sex dating sites have you give yourself some sort of catchy title in order to get other users to check out your profile? Well, for longer than I'm confident enough to admit to, I hadn't been able to get any casual sex. This was while using some boring self-descriptive phrasing as my bio's hook, so since I was craving the feel of a woman's tongue in my mouth, I figured I'd try being more blunt. I made some joke about wanting to improve my french kissing techniques and, to my surprise, immediately scored messages from about a dozen beautiful babes. I guess this gives weight to the idea that confidence is a major turn-on for chicks, because after juggling all the replies, I quickly ended up with a handful of dates scheduled over the next week.

]]> The first was with the lovely Leia. Naturally, I made the appropriate Star Wars jokes at dinner, insinuated that it was a shame she didn't have that slave girl outfit and mentioned how the princess from the movies may have had nice hair buns, but the queen sitting in front of me had beautiful ass buns. The phrasing "ass buns" failed to impress this sexy girl, but my boldness did convince her to come back to my place, so I could show her my wookie.

The second date was with a mature tease named Monica. This MILF was a total babe and came after me like a dog on a steak bone, but she quickly put me in my place before letting me show her the bone between my legs. We hit up the dance club where she drove me nuts, dancing with the other guys instead of letting me rub up against her. Once she saw I was good and jealous, she took me back to her place where we got to know each other a lot more personally. I'd give you the details, but a true gentleman doesn't reveal his french kissing techniques to just anyone.

So what's the moral of the story? Brian likes sex. That, and if you want to start meeting people online more often, you may want to consider being a lot more blunt about your desires. Play it cool, of course. You don't want to come off as a total pervert, but rest assured that anyone you meet on a sex personals site is probably there because they also want to put their french kissing techniques into action.

Dating Differences Between Rich And Poor People

I've met tons of people through various dating sites, but never do I feel so out of place as when visiting sites designed to let you meet wealthy people. Maybe it's a mix of humility and arrogance. Humility being "what's a cheap bum with a less-than-stellar credit rating doing on a site for financially successful people?" and arrogance more along the lines of "I bet I could nab a rich broad who's slumming it." Another thing that puts me in a state of unease is that there are often different mentalities between rich and poor people.

]]> This doesn't mean I'm implying that every rich person out there is a snob like in the movies. People share similar interests, which may make you feel like an outcast if it's not something you share with them. I usually go in expecting the difference in income to be the only thing that varies between myself and my dates, but in actuality, it's more the fact that having significantly more money means they can share hobbies with each other that I can't, while it's not because I don't like them, but because I can't afford to experience them.

Rich and poor people hang out in different places most of the time. It has nothing to do with being snooty. I don't hang out in slums, simply because I can afford not to. It's the same concept. If I were a rich man, instead of living in a great bachelor pad in an amazing apartment building, I'd live in the penthouse suite of a five-star hotel. For another example, I met Allie on a wealthy dating site. She told me she had trouble getting enough cash together so that all 20 of her friends could have stage side tickets to the last Lady Gaga concert. I was at that same concert and had trouble getting enough cash together for two seats in the nosebleed section.

Our being at the same concert proves rich and poor people still share things in common. Allie loves going to Cirque Du Soleil and can never wait for tickets to go on sale and I love watching Cirque Du Soleil and can never wait for the DVD of the show to go on sale. She loves fine pizza, I love any pizza. We had two perfect dates as a result: one had us hitting up Dominos and then Cirque, the other had us visiting a wood-burning stove pizzeria followed by going to my place and watching more Cirque. My favorite was the latter, because it let us discover that we also share an appreciation of snuggling.

Always Be Honest When Bringing Two Spanish Angels On The Same Date

Once upon a time, I was a fool. Not a fool in love, like in the classic romantic ballad, so much as a disorganized, moronic idiot. Now we've all had complete scatterbrain moments once or twice in our lifetimes (or in my case, once or twice a day), but I don't think I was ever as stupid as when I arranged a date with not one, but two different spanish angels. In classic sitcom fashion, I even scheduled them at the same time in the same restaurant. I've been way too embarrassed to even look at a Latin dating site ever since.

]]> It all started when I was going through a Korean BBQ craze. I had stumbled upon a great restaurant and decided to meet up with one of my spanish angels, Clara, to show her what was so amazing about it. We had such a blast that we decided to go back there the next time we went out. She later ended up having to reschedule, so I went on the dating site and invited another beautiful Latin girl named Maria to meet me there instead. Maria messaged me back, letting me know the next time she was available was Saturday at 7:00pm.

Fun fact: Saturday at 7:00pm was exactly when I was supposed to meet Clara for some Bulgogi. I realized this upon walking in and seeing the two spanish angels sitting at adjacent tables. While we were still very early on in our relationships (and thus would be considered me dating instead of me cheating), I worried they'd think I was some sort of player if I explained the truth about my folly. As a result, I approached both and tried to make it seem like I intended to organize a hangout with a bunch of friends instead of two different dates. I even lied, saying my other buddy had to cancel because he was swamped with work.

At first I managed to successfully convince both that neither was my girlfriend nor the other a spanish mistress. This lasted about twenty seconds, until Maria said she didn't want to stay because she was under the impression I contacted her on the site for a real date. Hearing this led Clara to assume I was attempting to organize a threesome, which gravely offended both of them. All you can eat side dishes meant I walked out covered in sticky rice.

Dating Need Not Be Tough For Shy Large Guys

Back in college, I believe I could count the number of one-night stands I had on just one finger. Even then, seeing how unsatisfied she was when she left, I think it's fair to discount some of the knuckles. While I'm proud to say I didn't fall into the typical barbaric attitudes most guys adopt when experiencing college life, I must admit that's only because I was a shy large guy who didn't think he'd get to seriously snag any frisky coeds. Luckily for me, I was able to meet quality women on BBW dating sites.

]]> Here's where I go from being honest to being brutally honest. Being a shy large guy, I figured "all I could score" were larger people like me. My goal upon first signing up was to find someone who was at most as heavy as I, twice as timid and therefore willing to put out. My best friend was practically a pornstar in those days (and actually a male stripper these days), so for some juvenile reason, I felt I had to keep up with his number of conquests. Being heavy set, I was ashamed of my body type and never realized that I simply didn't have to cram every coed I studied with.

Instead, I met Lucy. She wasn't a member of the site because she also assumed fat people can only date other overweight people. Instead, she saw herself as a powerful BBW beauty that guys who enjoy more cushion for the pushin' chase after. The fact that I came with a full keg instead of a six-pack never factored in for her as being because I was selling myself short. We both loved life, loved a good story and so what if our calories in were never greater than our calories out? Who wants to live to 100 if they have to do so without saturated and trans fats? I say bring on the whipped cream! Everybody knows it makes the berries taste better!

Her lust for life transformed me from a shy large man to an outgoing guy who's larger than life. With my new-found confidence, I quickly managed to find a job, study harder and acquire the self-belief I needed to match my buddy's number of conquests. I never bothered to try the latter, though. It's just not me. Like I said, I prefer quality over quantity and I found both in the hot BBW woman I was already dating.

Why Asian Honey Is The Sweetest Of Them All

I like to consider myself a gentleman who neither brags about his conquests nor picks favorites when it comes to ethnicity. This is because part of me considers the former to be crass, while the latter may sound just a touch prejudiced. Ladies and gents: I am an equal-opportunity lover who never kisses and tells. However, I am ashamed to admit that when it comes to Asian honey, I find the tactless oaf within me wakes up with fervor, which is why I often peruse through the Asian Dating sites.

]]> I can't help myself. Ever since I was a wee chap of 22, I've been in constant search of an Asian honey. It all started when I met a woman in her early 40s at a local bar. It was your classic fairy tale encounter ending in true love: she was a married teacher and I was a single student. She was drinking a martini and I had a round of shots. She had a sports car and I was carrying a box of condoms in my backpack. I experienced true love with who would be the first of many older Asian women a total of four times that night.

So what is it about these gals that causes me to transform me from a humble, respectful man into an "I totally tapped that!" kind of jerk? I don't know. I honestly just don't know. Perhaps it's the flowing, dark hair or the naturally tan-like skin. Maybe it's the smile. Possibly, I'm really just a hypocrite? All I know is that I'm never as happy in bed as when I get to sample some Asian honey.

This is why I am very pleased to admit that I am currently dating an Asian angel. She's smart, witty, beautiful and shares my love of all things geeky without taking things to levels of "nerdiness" outside my comfort zone. When she talks, my heart goes all aflutter, especially when what she's talking about is how she's taking me out for Bulgogi or General Tao. Her name shall remain a secret, thank you very much, as will the decadent details of what we do beneath the covers. I'm still somewhat of a gentleman who doesn't like to brag, after all, even if I am totally tapping that.

Why I Pine For Beautiful Religious Women

A lot of the time, I'll hear friends, both male and female, warning me to stay away from beautiful religious women. They'll say "these gals are only married to God" and will therefore never put me or my needs first. Some see this as a real relationship breaker, but I tend to view that spiritual dedication as a testament to their sense of character and self-worth. It takes real strength to firmly stand by one's beliefs these days, so I know when I find someone applying that resolve to their faith, they'll also be powerful lovers for me, both in body and in soul. It's for that reason that I often find myself checking out Christian dating sites.

]]> I know what you're thinking: in soul, maybe, but not in body because all I'm bound to find is a Christian tease. While some might be in it just for the sex, when I date a cute Christian girl, I tend to look for the complete package. So while I'm sure I've got a one-way ticket to Hell reserved for admitting this, my criterion also includes physical beauty and being good in bed. Yet it should be noted that many times both those requirements have been met.

Not all of the women I met on these sites are Christian angels. In fact, more than half of these beautiful religious women were real devils in the bedroom. I personally feel that one's faith isn't completely dictated by what's found in the Bible. Scripture, in my humble opinion, is only there as a guide. As long as you're being true to yourself and to your partner, then everything else is dictated by what you feel is right.

So when I met someone who told me that she defined sin as "honoring desire over what you know to be right," I knew I found who I was looking for. We totally clicked, both in and out of the bedroom. Her body was downright beautiful, she had a great personality and an intoxicating smile. In fact, that relationship was one of the most fulfilling I have ever experienced in all my years of online dating. So why aren't I married to this proverbial soul mate? Let's just say that not all beautiful religious women are forgiving when you skip out on Christmas dinner to watch a Star Trek marathon. What? I told you earlier that I already know I'm going to Hell.