*Warning: long!*
Q: *Due to my experiences with inexperienced men, I sometimes end up chatting with women who have similar…hobbies. I thought this story was especially good, but the interviewee (H) did not want to post it to her account, so she gave permission for me to do so. Some small details have been omitted for privacy reasons.*
H: I found myself going down a crazy Mormon rabbit hole recently in Utah.
Q: *Ugh…Mormons*
H: I ran across a man in his late 30s; his wife had passed away and he just seemed kind of lost and I reached out to him and he was very nice at some point I got to see a photo and he was a good looking fellow. Mostly just friendly chat and advice but it was really clear that he had grown-up very differently, he referred to it as a fundamentalist type of latter-day Saints up bringing. He had 2 sons, 18 & 19.
At some point he started opening up about his wife and the kind of relationship they had, things they had and had not done and things he thought he wanted to do and didn’t get a chance to. He confided that they had sex twice a year, or 30 times in the 15 years they were married.