Drunk and Horny
I love Laura. I wished she felt the same about me. I would love nothing more than to enter a monogamous sexual relationship with her. I love her. I want to marry her. But she does not feel the same. At least, not yet. Until then, I am horny. I want to have a sexual release that involves sexual physical contact with a member of the attractive opposite sex. As I have no skill in the dating/pick up arena, that means hooker time.
I am about to e-mail a hooker. I would rather have sex with Laura. She is just in the room next to the living which I am presently in. I want to hold her. I want her sitting in my lap in my embrace. I want to be able to kiss her and her, in turn, kiss me back. But, that is not currently in the realm of possibility. I am socially inept. So, I must employ the resources available to me in order to have sexual physical contact with another human female. I find a woman willing to forgo the social formalities such as flirting and conversation and just get to the sexual activities for a specified monetary amount. Easy breezy, nice and easy.
Again, I love Laura. I want her. I want to be with her. I want to forsake all other as long as I live for her. But, I am not involved in a sexual relationship with her. I need the sexual physical contact with another human female. I need to do what I need to do.
I love you, Laura.
What a shame you don’t live in NZ…that physical contact is something I could really do with right now. Good luck with Laura!
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What a shame you don’t live in NZ…that physical contact is something I could really do with right now. Good luck with Laura!
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What a shame you don’t live in NZ…that physical contact is something I could really do with right now. Good luck with Laura!
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What a shame you don’t live in NZ…that physical contact is something I could really do with right now. Good luck with Laura!
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