Ok so I came over here to ask you to dance but i'm kinda concerned. I mean we could hit it off really well, end up having a few drinks, next thing you know, you're giving me your number because i'm too shy to ask for it. I finally get the nerve to call and we take in a movie, have some dinner, I relax, you relax, we go out a few more times, get to know each others friends, spend a lot of time together, then we get past this sexual tension and develop into this intense sex life that is truly incedible, decide that our relantionship is solid and stable,so we move in together for awhile, then a few months later we get married, I get a promotion, you get a promotion, we buy a bigger house. You really want kids, I really want freedom, but we have a kid anyway, only to find that i'm resentful, the sparks start to fade and to rekindle them we have two more lovley kids, but now I work too much to keep up with the bills, have no time for you, you're stressed and stop taking really good care of yourself, so to get past our slow sex life and my declining self-confidence I turn to and outside affair for sexual gratification. You find out because i'm careless and a lousy liar, you throw me out, justifiably so, and we have to explain to our kids why mommy and daddy are splitting up. That's just too sad. Think about the children! For God's sake, if you dance with me and we hit it off, lets just keep it sexual, because we both know where it's going.