There is something about Easter that renders me horny. And it ain’t Jesus Christ – I don’t generally do long and scraggly, let alone Jews. Besides I am useless at Passover dinners. Trust me. Way too much inaudible reciting of unfamiliar scripture, and never enough wine.
Could be the bunny, white and fluffy and all, but frankly the idea of fucking a bunny is not appealing in the least. Besides, I am a chick, or rather a woman, and how would a woman fuck a bunny anyway? (Come to think of it, could a man fuck a bunny? Ain’t it amazing how so much comes down to size?)
So that leaves us the egg. Those brittle, delicate yet thick-shelled creatures that are easily cracked, broken, beaten or fried… right!
Of course that makes me horny.
And so be it (or beat it) – if you will.
Thank you so much for your last reply. I’m so glad to read each continuing entry of yours!
Ah, yes. Easter. Spring. The continuing unveiling of the seasons and the years.
What is it about Spring? The explosion of life. The stirring of the juices of passion. The recognition of yet another year, more poignant that the Autumnal. The unleashing of that passion, which craves so for release.
DG, thanks so much for being patient… way too much going on these days work wise, and in a lovely relationship… makes for the juicy writing juices to dry up a bit… but wont be long. Not working for a bit… going to conjure me some juice! Until then.
Why, pray tell, are Jews not in your repertoire? I can understand scraggly hair features being a no-go situation, but all Jews? Just sounds a bit anti-Semitic.
LDAP, hi, and thanks for taking the time to comment. You question is a good one. I was being somewhat tongue in cheek with my statement, truth is, I have dated jewish men. Well endowed, non-scraggly Jewish men in fact. I guess though, it is not what I seek out. I wish I could tell you why. Could be I just have not met the right one. It is probably the same way I don’t generally date black men, or Asian men for that matter. The former for no reason except that it has not really happened in any kind of enduring way, the latter because, well, I am 6 feet tall, and Asian men generally fall in a, um, smaller category. Sorry for the Anti-Semitic slur, but it got you to write, so a little controversy is always good. I picked up an amazing account of the Holocaust a few days ago, read it cover to cover in a few hours ago, oh lord. Night, by Elie Wiesel, so worth the read. What a horrific horrific time. And this is told through the eyes of a teenager. (Had a nice unsuspecting Jew walked into my life while I was reading it, you know I would have gone in for the mercy lay… is that statement bad? or Anti-Semitic?
I’ll make you a pact, Ill keep writing if you keep reading.
I’ll definitely keep reading–your scintillating tales always get the motor running. And as a gentleman who has enjoyed the company of women 10-20 years my senior, I especially like your candid sexuality. The best sex is with the over-40 set, for sure.
As for the anti-Semitism–I am not charging you with any crime; quite the contrary–I was a bit shocked to see you write something like that. I can certainly accept that you aren’t into a certain type of guy, be it black, asian, Jewish, or martian. It was more the way that you incorporated the sentiment as a punchline rather than an honest appraisal of your own preferences. Also, your friend Miki of Blissfully Unsettled fame has made some pretty (in my view, at least) inappropriate comments about Jewish people. My cut cock and I take exception.
Anyway, if I happen upon you reading “Night,” I will accept a mercy lay on behalf of my father who is a Holocaust survivor.
I believe that it would make you feel fantastic to write something, my love. I’m thinking the story you told me last night about the year-long wait…