I knew I could do one of 3 things…
I could ignore that this ever happened…
bury my hea-d in the sand and pretend we were happy.
|  | I could confront him.
I could get MA-D at him for looking at other girls and thinking about other girls… I could be furious and yell at him and FORBID him from ever looking at porn again… and end up pushing him further away. |  | Or I could make the choice I did…
I could learn the secret fantasies of my guy… of all guys.
I could learn the sexual psychology of men (why men want
what they want)…
And I could learn to play his secret desires like a violin…
And inspire him to give me everything I've ever fantasized about too… | 
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