I was grabbing a quick lunch the other day, and couldn’t help but overhear the conversation of a group of women at the table next. They obviously enjoyed good fortune that provides leisure time for daytime television viewing. At one point in my life I would have sneered at these types. Now I envy them, although I might spend the time in other ways. Like a nap or a long walk.
Anyways….
They were talking about some author who was promoting yet another book about affairs. Apparently, dalliances come in seventeen flavors.
I only know of one.
Ouch.
Anything that can’t take place in the open comes with a price.
Don’t mistake this observation for judgment. Pain leads people on all sorts of journeys. Relief arrives in many forms. But just as pharmaceuticals mask rather than eliminate, elicit passion can soothe but not cure. You may pop a pill now and then, or you might develop a full on habit. When the good stuff runs out, though, you must either seek more or go without.
And the going without?
It’s hell.
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Yes, I agree. …But the sad thing is that once you get accustomed to going w/o for a long time, you sort of get used to it.
That was true for a while, until raging midlife hormones hit. And I’m tactile, so toys lose their charm. Carpal tunnel, here I come (ouch…really bad pun).
Yeah, well, maybe I need a toy. Wonder what boys use?
And maybe those mid hormones will find me. Miracles happen.
Umm, they’re called “Pocket Pussies,” and – no – I’m not making that up.
How DO you know these things?
Long ago, a gay friend showed me a catalog he’d received by mistake.
If you want a laugh, go to http://www.mybelovedsgarden.net It’s a website for “christian sex toys”
Maybe you can find a sanctified, James Dobson approved, pockpuss there. That’s where I learned there was such a thing as a glass phallus; you can heat it or chill it. Me? I like mine room temp. And not glass.
Look at the questions link, too.
I’ve followed christian sex links down into some truly nasty places, including “christian domestic discipline” fiction involving men beating women until they’re bloody and bruised. It’s some sick stuff.