just had my last can, needing to find a relaxing pastime,and masturbation.

i really MUST get into visiting a library.
i reckon just reading the introductions ought to give me some idea about the books.

currently;
i come home from work saturday mornings,
have my mother over for a couple of hours,
we chat,
and i try to involve her in my cooking.

then i go to bed and sleep more than i should.

wake up at stupid o'clock sunday mornin,
and that's it until monday tea-time.

i think that i could use a good book or two.

and NO!
i don't need a good woman,
or any other sort of woman.
or two.
i've had it with trying to understand them now.
and really,
i don't need that shit.

i did manage to crack one off this morning.
don't know why.
but i found myself thinking what a private thing ejaculation is.
like,
very private,
and personal.
and,
i don't know if i want to do that with a woman anyway.

how weird is that?

my memory of doing it with a woman,
is the foul smell,
and who on earth would want to swallow that shit?

well,
there y'go.

erixter wrote:
i did manage to crack one off this morning.

erixter wrote:

my memory of doing it with a woman,
is the foul smell,

Nobby Cheese wrote:

erixter wrote:

my memory of doing it with a woman,
is the foul smell,

not that i'd want to do it with a bloke,farm animal,or anything else you understand.

and anyway,
they really are few and far between now.

just flushing the the old prostate.