Okay, it’s time for me to make a confession.  I LOVE giving a lapdance to a deserving guy.  But, I used to have a terrible time finding anyone who was willing to volunteer for the role of lap. Seriously, I couldn’t get a man to smile at me, let alone ask me out for coffee.   I would wander around looking at all the happy couples cooing and cuddling with each other and feel isolated, rejected, and confused. I constantly questioned why I was always alone. And usually ended up blaming some random body part.  ‘Oh my butt is too big’ (it’s not). Oh my hips are too wide’ (they aren’t).…