"Carne Diem (Meat the day)"- "Wilfred"
I realized recently that the longer I go without sex, the more carnal the desire becomes. I've tried masturbating, but that only provides a momentary solution to the problem. I need real human interaction. I need sex. Consensual sex, of course. Fear not, dear reader, for my sanity or the legality of my actions. Everyday, as I smell the flowery scents of the women around me, I clench my teeth and my mouth waters slightly. Not long ago, I caught the scent of one woman as she passed my, and I just flashed in my mind to sinking my teeth in her neck and hearing her moan with pleasure. I want to taste, smell, and feel again. I've never been one for casual sex with strangers, but if there were any times for that, I fear it's coming close. I've done it before. For fun, and in a splurge after breaking up with my ex, trying to prove to myself that I had a good reason for it. I don't like who I become without a regular amount of sex in my life. Desperate. Sloppy. Fuck me. I need a drink...
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