Hmm. I’m bi. (And I think** Eve ** is lovely and attractive, and she swung that way, well, hell, I’d date her in a heartbeat, however, it’s moot, since I don’t think she does, and even she did, I’m married, and that monogamy thing, you know how that all goes. Also I can’t presume she’d want to date a fool girl like myself in the first place, but for what it’s worth, I might as well say it.)
ANYWAY. Since I fall into the bi category, I would have to have sex with someone I found repulsive. To find someone repulsive, I have to dislike who they are inside, somehow, so they’d have to have done something to me or to someone I love for me to dislike them. Looks mean very little to me in the grand scheme of things, and I tend to give most people a chance even if they are not “good-looking”. So let’s set that aside…
What it all comes down to, then, I’d have to wake up next to one of my exes, or a murderer, or tyrant, or something. And then I’d leap out of the bed, shake it off, admit that goddamn, they were good in the sack, but yeeech. No more, thanks.