In an effort to elaborate and just talk about this to myself, I shall say exactly what it was I was up to on a Sunday afternoon.

I had sex with uninteresting guy today.

Okay, don't gasp too loudly, I can explain.

I have been horny for the past week and it's just been biting me that I have this guy willing and able to just do it and why don't I just end the 4 year drought and get busy with him. I know it shall make his day, damn! it shall make mine in some ways but hey, why not!


In between I wanted so many things to stop me. I wanted the rationalization of the act to preempt me, let me be virtuous and chaste and just all that sanctity and purity our mothers teach us, the general bullshit I have become accustomed to as a renowned feminist to wake me up. But then, there is that underlying fact: I am horny. Should we let this continue forever...it's been four years very soon I won't know what men feel like anymore they shall become a thing of the past. I tried to stop my self from wanting him so much, trust me he is not that hot, I tried to think Keanu thoughts to sort of let that sink me into realism, but nothing worked.

He asked me several times if that was what I wanted. I guess he couldn't beleive that I would hate him so much one day and be working him up like crazy the next. But yeah! we did it.

WARNING: The non-pg version:


What he lacks in size he makes up for in prowess, because he went downtown for about 20 minutes, like he could read my mind as in this is what I like so just do it. I almost screamed the neighbourhood down, as in Hallelujah someone who can take a hint! I get hot just remembering his face as he did it. The actually surging didn't last very long, when you've been sealed for four years it kinda gets hard for anything that is not kingsize to make a dent. Seriously I shit you not!

So that is me and my craziness. I hope I wake up tomorrow hating him just so I wouldn't give him the pleasure of having me again. (But I do not think it is likely because of his prowess down under, every woman needs that, someone to go downtown every once in awhile) I just want to wake up from this and think like myself again, and hopefully everything went okay and I am okay (I am sure you know what I am talking about) and that...I do not know what else to think.

I am a slut, a whore, a hopeless child, everything bad and naughty that's me, I have no self-respect, etc. Just tell me something, cos' I already know how I feel about it.