First of all, I have a pledge to make to all of you. I'm going to try and never say "Owwwww!" again. Seriously. As I watched this episode, I cringed every time I yelled that, and I feel like a frat guy in a bar who screams "Wassup!" or "Show me the Money!" I Promise to work on that. I'm not afraid to work on our relationship.
Also, I know I'm going a little out of order here, but you need to know that Nick Carter wanted me bad. But I am following all "The Rules" with him, so I'm not going to call him until he calls me so that he'll want me more. And although two months have passed, I know it's very difficult for him. However, I am a temptress, and he knew that when he fell in love with me in the first place.
I feel like at my age, I can be open with my parents about wanting to be promiscuous, because at this point, who really gives a shit? And we never had that talk when I was 18. Or ever. I never had the whole birds and bees talk with my mother, but being Catholic I'm sure her version of it would have been infused with angels, the Holy Ghost, and a lot of swearing.