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Heather was a cheerleader at State U., the head cheerleader for her last two years. That January of our senior year, the football season was over and I could devote more time to my final semester of college, think about my future, and how I wanted Heather to always be part of my life.

When she walks, every eye turns, and I mean every eye, not just the male eyes.with your sly smile and your cowboy hat and the money-stealing, orgasm-dealing role that changed your life. Production companies and Oscars noms and headlines about secret babies and more-secret reunions and regrettable political affiliations and literally rivers of zombie blood. With a few more wrinkles, some runs on the board, a handful of crushing disappointments, a crowd of children at our feet. She needs to signal your second-act maturity and wisdom and the weariness you feel around childish, pretty, instant-gratification things.If there’s anyone under the age of 35 reading this right now, stop it. Some broken hearts behind us, some scars on our own. I can see that this new candidate - this Neri Oxman, an intensely intelligent and beautiful architect and designer, a "rock-star professor" who's also an artist, with a popular Ted Talk and hair that shines like a chestnut mare's - I can see she ticks all the boxes.As I had planned, after dinner the waiter brought flutes of champagne, which caught Heather by surprise. She gave me a questioning eye as we began to sip the champagne. "We're having a special dinner together." I responded, acting cool, knowing the big moment was close at hand. She tilted her head to the side and continued to just look at me. "You know you don't have to get me drunk to have sex with me. Again she gave me a questioning eye as she slowly tilted her glass and allowed the ring to slide to her lips. Heather Wilson will you honor me by becoming my wife? Her hand was trembling as she placed her hands on the table, still holding the ring. We sat in silence for the longest few seconds of my life. "Before I say 'Yes', I need to tell you some things about me. Many people would say I am a slut, and I guess they would be right." I was truly startled. Before then I knew we both were seeing others, but when you asked me to be your girl, I stopped having sex with other men." "With other men? I promise to be totally faithful from this day forward and to never have sex with another man." Again she paused and took a deep breath. I will be your wife." I stood up and leaned over the table and gave my new fiancé a big kiss and a hug.With our champagne about half finished, Heather set down her flute and looked at me. I'm already planning on spending the night in your bed." Heather was straightforward if nothing else. Holding the ring between her lips, she set her flute down. What I say may change your mind and you may want to withdraw the proposal. Before I could protest she raised her hand to stop me, and she continued. This is very important as one way or another we will both have to live with what I tell you." I leaned back and sat against the back of my chair. I was all ears, but I was certain there was nothing she could say that would change my mind. But somehow, knowing how many others found her so sexually desirable, just made me more resolved to have her for myself. "But I would like to be able to occasionally play with one of my girl friends. I took the ring from her hand and slipped it onto her finger.I was dressed in slacks, a dress shirt, and a dinner jacket without a tie. She wore a simple, little black dress that accentuated her long lean legs, her bountiful breasts, and her curvy hips and ass. I've had sex with many people, like a dozen or so of the football team, most of the basketball team, and some of the baseball team." She paused and looked at me. I didn't know if they were true, or how many sex partners she'd had. I'm with you almost every night, and I really like that. You know that the cheerleaders often travel to away games with the team.

More than once I heard someone whistle at her as we entered the restaurant. Heather continued: "I've also had sex with every member of the cheer-leading squad; all the guys and all the girls. Sometimes we spend the night in a hotel, and they put two girls in each room." "You were away last Saturday on a road trip." I interrupted. "What I hear is that while you are with me, you won't have sex with other men, but it appears you want it to be okay to have sex with another girl?

Episodes will include school projects and Trina making a run for president of the local homeowner's association.

She also discusses the possible addition of a baby to the Edwards clan and skeptics who think she's a gold digger, according to the news release.

You know, living in your own architecturally-designed mansion and being able to do whatever you want and sleep wherever you want and eat whatever you want and travel to wherever you want and work whenever you want and have sex with whomever you want… Now a real Hollywood power-player needs a real power-player alongside him.

Internet gossip sites and inspirational memes tell me that a 54-year-old man with more money than God and the jawline of Michelangelo’s David could never be happy alone. Until then, you thought were punching way above your weight with a wife who travelled the world saving refugees from devastated hell-holes and saving women from hereditary cancers and raising awareness of rape as a weapon of war and making movies about complex overseas conflicts in foreign languages. And now Prince Harry has gone and compounded this trend.

Immediately go and watch that movie beginning to end. Sorry, you’re pretty amazing and everything, but there’s also Susan Sarandon. A lot of water has passed under your man-bridge in those 27 years. But truly, Brad, I think it's time to do something straight-up revolutionary.