(whereby I diarize my immersion into the first of several mind altering states, this week is sex)
Had sex twice today. Funny how much sex is a physical workout. I felt pumped through my tri's, chest and abs afterward as we basked in the glow. I'm surprised no one has figured out a way to market a 'sex workout' book/tape yet. I mean they have shows where obese people run through hoops, eat water for breakfast lunch and dinner. Why does losing weight have to be grueling and painful? Even a masturbation workout could be fun...
"Kathy you fat pig drop to the floor and give me 50. Now stand up straight. Knees apart shoulder length. Right hand on breasts, left hand on pubis, counterclockwise rubbing, now give me 5 deep knee bends."
For the second sex act of the day we were doing it as 'Roots' played in the background. Don't ask. One of the most intense scenes in the series just happened to be running as we headed into the final stretch.
"What's your name?"
"Kunte Kinte"
"No, that's not your name! What's your name?"
(Whipping sounds)
"Your name is Toby!"
(More sounds of lashes)
"No, Kunte Kinte!"
"Dammit nigger what's your name!"
(Horrible lashings)
....."...Toby"
"I can't have sex with this on."
I don't know what was more disturbing, the fact that I was blocking it out or the fact that she was listening.













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