I have come to the happy conclusion that mind or brain orgasms are way more powerful than physical sex orgasms. Therefore, I am hanging up my boots for physical sex. The boots are well used and have trod in dangerous waters, even.
His Pekness SS who admits to being a scoundrel and a reprobate, a mad dog and an Englishman, a defiler of innocent Julies and an exceedingly cunning linguist is lucky to have met me at this stage in my life.
Although he promises to give me days that I will cherish forever, filled with delight and adventure and promise, and nights when my sleep will be different, delectable, so deep and yet vivid, I have to let him know that it is his mind that fascinates me and draws me to him. Like metal drawn towards a magnet, I have no energy to resist His Pekness.
I’m unworthy… A willing accomplice to nights spent in philosophical agony over limp limbs….
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