Walking home from my night out...

Random guy waiting for taxi, quite quietly to his friend: Ooh redheads, my favourite.
Me: [overhearing, looks over shoulder and smiles - he was under 30 and cute, you've got to give them some encouragement.]
Him: Tell me you're Irish.
Me: [over shoulder, still walking] I am.
Him: Take me home.

It's amazing how such a small thing can give you such a massive ego boost. I'm going to bed with a smile on my face.

Is there such a thing

as too big a penis?

Because I met a guy on Tuesday, and we've spent the last 4 days together, and I really like him, and his cock is MASSIVE. But he takes ages to come, so it starts off as "ooh yeah" and ends up as "oh...yeah."

He's adorable though. And he's not going to disappear into the great beyond (ok, I've said that before but this time I can guarentee it because he's pretty enthusiastic about me).

But yeah, the huge dick thing. On the plus side, he knows what to do with it. On the minus side, I'm on this stupid pill which makes my period unpredicable, so he's only ever known me while I'm bleeding. On the plus side again, he doesn't seem to mind that. Anyone have any tips for what to do with a giant penis?

I'm not meeting father of my aborted foetus tonight. He texted me a couple of days ago saying "sorry, really busy on Sat. Think we should forget the whole thing." Ok dude, you've just made my dilemma a whole lot easier. Never thought I'd be thanking you, but thanks a million!

Help me!

I need some impartial advice.

The guy who got me pregnant texted me this weekend, asking to meet up. Haven't heard from him since June, but apparently I met him during "a very fucked up period" in his life and he's been thinking about me and wants another chance to see me. Okay, great, I'll probably meet up with him if only to find out where he disappeared to and show my disapproval, but here's the thing - what if, when I see him, I can't stop myself from blurting out "you got me pregnant!"?

Or is that a good thing? Should I tell him? Does he deserve to know? I haven't told a single person, but surely if I'm going to tell anyone, it should be him? It's not like we're going to have a long term relationship - he's nice and everything, but it's not a love match - so is that a reason to spill or a reason to keep it zipped? (my mouth, not his zipper. That's definitely staying closed this time.)

I've been holding on to this information for months, and I sort of feel like if I tell anyone it'll weaken me. Like if anyone knows, it's a chink in my armour and they'll think I'm weak. That's why I don't really talk about my lovelife with people I know, because if I'm all excited about someone and it doesn't work out then I'll look stupid. Which is stupid in itself - you're supposed to be able to talk to your friends about pretty much anything without being judged. But I don't like to make myself vulnerable.

Anyway, I'm getting off the subject. The big question: should I tell him? Actually, should I even see him? Opinions please.