No.
She texts me 'want sex?' I reply 'come over' We fuck, she goes home. No strings sex does exist and it's good.
The fact I'll happily call her a tart means I have no feelings for her other than using her as a mastabatory aid.
I actually consider an attitude where you consider sex to be anything more than a pleasureable activity or a means of reproduction quite imature. I'm not living in a childish fatasy world where love, sex and marridge mean something, and we all live happily ever after under a big rainbow playing with fluffy bunnies....
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