On Wearing a Condom

Ask him to wear a condom. 

Even if he has the most perfect physique, do not falter. When it comes to STDs his rock hard abs won't guard you from harm, a rubber will. 

Do not heed the merman's song of "You are Special" hence I will put my bare meat inside of you.  If you are special, he would care enough to keep you safe, that, or you would be wearing a diamond ring on your finger. 

In anticipation of that random fall-in-to-you-blindly-my-heart-is-racing-I-want-you-so-badly moment, be prepared! Captain America never went to war without his shield. Likewise, no one goes to a bed without a condom! Your man can do all the shooting he wants. You can let the condom take all the damage. 

A condom is your friend, not your foe. Sacrifice a little "oh-OH-yeah-more" for a zen state after the deed.  Should he feel that latex as thin as .019mm can make a difference to his orgasm, remember that this .019mm is the Berlin Wall between his sperm and your egg.

A condom may not be The Savior but it is one of the saviors of the human race. The Church may brand it as the devil's invention, but the Church cannot multiply five loaves and two fishes to thousands that can feed every unprepared family.

Ask him to wear a condom. Demand him to wear a condom. Do it for yourself.

P.S. I support the Reproductive Health Bill of the Philippines