A bird in the hand...

I'm going through a bit of a mental mindfuck, at the moment- I think I might be going off casual sex.

I don't have any moral objections to it, of course, but I've been craving a different kind of intimacy.

*grins* Perhaps I have just replaced men with Mr Cliteriffic- he and I are quite close now. *wink* Just to illustrate further how big it really is, and to show off the lovely picture quality of my shiny new digital camera, here's a picture.

Look how huge it is compared to me! I feel like such a dirty little whore now that I can fit that inside me, and I love it.

So if this strange mental flip to not being into casual sex continues, expect more fiction and more climbing-the-walls-style craziness around here- cause god knows, I never want it more than when I can't get it!

PS. g got some action this week- more on that later.

Ciao,

g