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I lay next to him, listening to his breathing slow down, feeling his arm getting heavier and heavier on my side where it lays. I bite back the tears as I feel the hot sensations start their wave in the pit of my stomach, and work their way through my body, toes to finger-tips. It is almost a sharp pain. Desire. Longing. Why doesn't he want me anymore? Why would he rather sleep than connect with me in the deepest physical and emotional way? And more to the point, why doesn't we want to screw me? We used to have a great sex life. I think back to all the times we just stayed in bed all day. And the desire I feel now isn't just of wanting sex. It is wanting him to want me. Wanting him to want to worship and glory in my body. Wanting him to want me so bad he can't help himself. He used to. And I haven't changed, gotten fat or anything. I keep things interesting, too, trying things I read in Cosmo, and other places, with titles like "Tips to make him melt" and "100 Ways to make him your love slave". But it seems like lately if I don't initiate, we don't do anything. I think bad thoughts. Is he cheating on me? Perhaps with his boss? Oh, why won't someone come engulf me in passion? Would either of the two hot guys at work make me feel on fire with ecstasy? I feel another wave of longing, and I finally let the tears come.

I wake up the next morning, and I am alone in the bed. He doesn't even want to stay in bed with me! I thought for sure since we didn't make love last night, Saturday night, we would this morning! I get up and throw on my robe, holding out hope as I walk towards the ...

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