The Domestic Partnership
I am now formally declaring that I have given up on love in the romantic sense, but not on love in the platonic and more enduring sense. Applications for the vacancy of a Domestic Partner - a cross between a housemate, critical friend and business partner - are invited. Sex and fidelity are optional, ie neither compulsory nor prohibited. Each "transaction" is deemed to be a one-off so that both parties are kept on their toes. There would be no assumption that either party would be spending, for example, St Valentine's Day with each other as a matter of course. So few people like this idea that the person, male or female, who says to me "My word, this is just the sort of relationship I have been looking for all my life!" without a hint of irony or sarcasm, would probably be The One . Domestic Partnership - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Domestic_partnership
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Off topic: It's interesting to see how The Telegraph is more interested to make a piece on Zimbabwe's 'sperm hunters' than Britain's 'sperm hunters'. In my opinion the Brittish sluts are more dangerous. Unlike their African counterparts who just want one of your loads to practice witchcraft; the fat and entitled Brittish ones want to milk you to get pregnant, and then suit you in a family court. Shit, I never thought the UK could fall deeper than Zimbabwe.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/howaboutthat/9159992/Zimbabwe-sperm-hunters-picking-up-male-travellers.html