If I had only known, back before I developed a case of genital
herpes, that there were telltale signs that could have warned me in
advance, even in the face of Janice's dishonesty that otherwise struck
me as so enticing, everything would have gone swimmingly with Denise,
who, unfortunately, unlike me, knew about the telltale signs and
therefore, despite the obvious chemistry between us, ultimately
declined to become involved, preferring to risk her chances on the
singles' market rather than to follow her heart where it led her,
namely, to myself.
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