This is going to sound strange, but I've realized something about myself. When it comes to being with men, it doesn't seem to matter ethnicity, sexiness factor, age, etc... Almost every time I am intimate with someone, I fall in love. I'm not saying deep, true love, but I am saying, I melt into the other person. At that moment, it is like time stops and I picture my life with them. If I could split myself into a dozen people each spending a life with each, I would have done it. My sister and I are both a bit like shape shifters, we morph into our partners culture, lifestyle, interests etc. Read more »