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A story about 'How To Find Love and Spiritual Fulfillment Without Losing Your Freakin? Mind' . . . . . . Maybe you can decide what to call this scintillating tale of romantic escapades and spiritual lessons after you read Chapter One for free! And hey, send me your personal anecdotes, 3 tired and true ways ?not to love?, or tell me how you chose a different path and raised your consciousness when succumbing to temptation seemed like your only choice. If I use your insights on my site I will send you your very own copy of my super cool E-Book for FREE! All 15 can't put 'em down chapters. To All The Men Who Made Me Cry . . . Thank You! By Nancy Murdoch CHAPTER 1 Erroneous Erogenous Zone Mentality You want me to be your what???? Okay, I realize I?m supposed to be swooning all over your inflated ego, but what part of ?spiritual mentor? are you misunderstanding? The part where I don?t strip down to a little black lace teddy and bend spread eagle across your kitchen table bracing myself in 5 inch spike heels while you thrust your demeaning bohemian ignorance into my altruistic humanitarian ideals? Or how about the part where you feel rejected because I won?t skip hand in hand with you down the aisle of love into a Never Neverland sunset of marital bliss after one 90 minute professional phone consultation, which by the way, you never paid me for. And each time you harass me to give you a happy ending massage with fringe benefits written into the fine print, I'm flabbergasted you don't see the flashing neon signs that shout: INCOMING! MAJOR UNHEALED MOTHER ISSUES. C'mon guys, how desperate are you to make a woman sign, seal and commit to sexual intimacy without even sending your photo? Don't get me wrong, sight unseen can be an ultra kinky mental turn-on, especially for a stay-home mom who had no excitement in her life whatsoever. I flew to Florida a week before Christmas a few years ago to meet a guy after chatting with him a couple times on line. Andy found my profile on a travel companion site but his profile was distinctly void of details. The Mystery. Had no idea what he looked like and never spoke on the phone. The Adventure. Said he lived somewhere in NYC and worked at a secret government job nobody knew existed, which he was forbidden to discuss. The Intrigue. Wow, mystery, adventure and intrigue all rolled up in a one week sun basking, beach walking trip to paradise with a gentle spirited James Bond who made me laugh on chat. What more did I need to know, right? Fear and hesitation never saw the light of day as I packed my bags and charged forth with a live-life-with-no-regrets attitude. Okay, I'll admit I was utterly desperate to escape another deadly, small town Canadian winter before I got buried under an avalanche of S.A.D. and hopeless despair. And I wanted a little excitement . . . with a man. So sue me! Besides, my secret agent ether Andy seemed like the perfectly safe, scrawny string bean nerdy computer type who didn't know a thing about women. My psychics are always telling me I have amazing intuitive powers, and this seemed like a great opportunity to test my skills to know the real man beneath the shy exterior shell. Sure enough, I was 100% accurate . . . except for the perfectly safe, scrawny string bean nerdy computer part. Yeah he told me he spent his spare time working out in a gym but I thought it was to build self-esteem, not 6 feet of solid abs and pec muscles. Click Here to read the rest of Chapter One for FREE