This week our columnist NICKY IVES, isn't feeling so great, spending her days flu-ridden, and thinking about...
Week 5
I have been really sick this week.
I don't mean sick as in a sexually explicit, depraved and obsessed way – I'm like that all the time – but sick in the flu virus kind of way. And the worst part of it is that all I can think of is sex. That is, what I remember about it.
I've never understood the old cliche of 'not tonight, dear; I have a headache.'
Do people really say that? Really??!
I get headaches a lot.
From migraines to sinus headaches to changes-in-weather headaches, to stress induced ones. And frankly, there is a cure for them, All of them. A miraculous, cures-everything cure.
Yup.... kinky sex.
Works instantly.
And the same with all illness,
In my own humble experience....
Sex. Cures. All. Ills.
So, I'm stuck in bed with the flu – fever, shakes, limb weakness, fatigue, blurred vision;
and all I can think of is that I need a bloody good seeing to.
When the nice ladies at the church ask if there's anything I need, I have to bite my tongue so I don't say "yes, actually; a man with an insatiable sex drive to fuck the flu out of me.
"Over and over again.
And then some more.
"Then again for good luck.
"Oh, and make it another, just to be on the safe side."
The sad fact, like many this past month, I've been Unwell.
And I crave sex more than ever.
The kinkier the better.
But I'm single and I don't sleep around.
I admire those who do, I'd like to be more like that, but it just isn't me.
When (please, God!) I find myself a monogamous kinkster,
I'll enjoy being sick a lot more.
A LOT more
Nicky
;-)
I have been really sick this week.
I don't mean sick as in a sexually explicit, depraved and obsessed way – I'm like that all the time – but sick in the flu virus kind of way. And the worst part of it is that all I can think of is sex. That is, what I remember about it.
I've never understood the old cliche of 'not tonight, dear; I have a headache.'
Do people really say that? Really??!
I get headaches a lot.
From migraines to sinus headaches to changes-in-weather headaches, to stress induced ones. And frankly, there is a cure for them, All of them. A miraculous, cures-everything cure.
Yup.... kinky sex.
Works instantly.
And the same with all illness,
In my own humble experience....
Sex. Cures. All. Ills.
So, I'm stuck in bed with the flu – fever, shakes, limb weakness, fatigue, blurred vision;
and all I can think of is that I need a bloody good seeing to.
When the nice ladies at the church ask if there's anything I need, I have to bite my tongue so I don't say "yes, actually; a man with an insatiable sex drive to fuck the flu out of me.
"Over and over again.
And then some more.
"Then again for good luck.
"Oh, and make it another, just to be on the safe side."
The sad fact, like many this past month, I've been Unwell.
And I crave sex more than ever.
The kinkier the better.
But I'm single and I don't sleep around.
I admire those who do, I'd like to be more like that, but it just isn't me.
When (please, God!) I find myself a monogamous kinkster,
I'll enjoy being sick a lot more.
A LOT more
Nicky
;-)
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