I bring this up now, because something really, really bothered me over the weekend. I am sure it was just her immaturity or her curiosity, but my privacy was invaded and it was what I like to call a relationship killer. Not to say that there was something there to begin with, but had I thought about it, this would have been the end all be all. Kind of like when I meet a woman with a child, she

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