Could someone tell my...

Hormones listen up!!!!

SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!


If that doesn't help the only thing to do is give in and have sex :D
 
If you yell at them they only get worse. Whispering, "shhhhh little homones, don't you cry, momma's gonna buy you a big surprise."
 
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Vilac said:


And the problem is?
:D
V~~~

Well....nobody to help relieve the "ache" that seems to come back day after day after day...you get the picture. :rolleyes:
 
alltherage said:
If you yell at them they only get worse. Whispering, "shhhhh little homones, don't you cry, momma's gonna buy you a big surprise."


I've pondered going back to "that store" but it takes big guts to go in there. It's coming to the point (no pun intended) where a girl's got to do what a girl's got to do. :D
 
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PacificBlue said:


Well....nobody to help relieve the "ache" that seems to come back day after day after day...you get the picture. :rolleyes:

I'm sure we could rustle up some volunteers, Pac....<g>
V~~
 
Do what you gotta do, if you have to.... All we ask for is the juicy details after all...... :devil:
 
Shopping fun!

PacificBlue said:



I've pondered going back to "that store" but it takes big guts to go in there. It's coming to the point (no pun intended) where a girl's got to do what a girl's got to do. :D

I dunno, it can be kind of fun. Don't hide it. Dress a little sexy, almost like you're headed out to pick someone up...cuz you know, you are in a way. Walk in there with your head held high. Contemplate the selections carefully and obviously. You'll have quite a few of the folk's attention. Ask questions in a clear voice to the clerk. Lick your lips a little at him or her, maybe even give them a wink. Oooh, and if they are so driven, buy LOTS of batteries at the same time. Casually mention how quickly you seem to 'eat them up' or some sultry phrase!

Hell, going alone to 'that store' can be an adventure all in it's own!! It's kinda like foreplay, with yourself! Which is fitting....since then you go home and have wild sex with yourself. Wheeeee!!

(I am actually having a lot of empathy for you on this issue PB. That "in the same place" empathy. You're not alone!)
*achey hugs*
mae
 
Have you tried chasteberry, an herbal anaphrodisiac? Or does it take guts to go to that store, too?
 
What's wrong with raging hormones? Mine rage all the time. I mean...maybe it would be more beneficial if I had someone to help me out when they did...but I mean, it's who I am...a horny person. :D
-CoolCucumber
 
Ahhh, those raging hormones. Nothing a little self help wont take care of...at leat for a little while. ;)





How are ya PB? Missed you...:D
 
Pacific blue

I will help you out.

Start with me making you your favorite meal.

Then i give you a warm oil massage.

Then i take you into the bathroom and give you a shower and wash your body with peach body wash.

And all te while i take special care of all your special spots.:rose:
 
PacificBlue said:


hmm...did my thread piss you off?

Umm, not at all. I thought I might help. I can't vouch for its effectiveness personally, but it's been used for hundreds of years to suppress libido.
 
We need to work out a trade, 50 50.

Hell since my operation, sex just isn't on my mind that much (Please let it be the pain, or pain medication God). That was a long time ago. Coming up on 5 months.

We know it still works, made sure. I do please my wife, that is why we have tongues right? But no interest on my end. Even porn doesn't interest me, sex on cable, bah.

If I thought this was permanent... I'd rather die. No that isn't a threat, no one call the cops please.

I've gone longer when the situation called for it, military. Sometimes you just don't have the time, chance, or desire. I'm talking about masturbation as well. Don't. I don't know if I am having the infamous nocturnal emissions or not, just ain't checking.

When this passes, watch out! Don't get too close or stay for too long around me. Yee Haw!
 
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sch00lteacher said:
When this passes, watch out! Don't get too close or stay for too long around me. Yee Haw!

SWAT team in riot gear on standby!

;)
 
Something to think about...

PacificBlue said:
I've pondered going back to "that store" but it takes big guts to go in there.


Are you somewhat embarrassed by what the clerk thinks of you? Just ponder this, which is worse? Shopping there for 10 minutes or WORKING THERE FOR EIGHT HOURS A DAY?

Of course, I'm a fine one to talk. I have to cross the street just to walk by one of those places!
 
I can't help you much there ;)

Let them flow, let those hormones flow out of you like a raging river! :D
 
PacificBlue said:



I've pondered going back to "that store" but it takes big guts to go in there. It's coming to the point (no pun intended) where a girl's got to do what a girl's got to do. :D
Babe, plan ahead. There is always mail order. Isn't mail grand!
 
I've heard, Pacific, that these are very dangerous things. What I would ask you is why did you ever get involved with them in the first place? Didn't you get any proper religious or moral education?

The important thing is to try and find the origins of this problem. How did you catch them in the first place - did you have some traumatic experience in your early life - have you repressed some family secret?

The only cure I know for woman who have had them is "The convulsions". All of the women and many of the men on Lit have heard of this therapy and many of the women and all of the men, are, I am sure, prepared to help. We are benevolent folk, it seems.
 
PacificBlue said:



I've pondered going back to "that store" but it takes big guts to go in there. It's coming to the point (no pun intended) where a girl's got to do what a girl's got to do. :D

The only time I ever entered one of 'those stores' was to interview the staff for a grad paper. It was very interesting to say the least.

First, they have become immune to it. Humans can get used to anything. To hear them talk about cleaning the little movie booths... yuck. They are not going to be embarrassed by you. Oh they do have stories about a few of the weirder things they have seen.

Second, everyone else in there is there for the same reason.

I remember being a young teenaged boy in Europe. The age were a warm breeze can give you a hard on. Hell every other street corner had a brightly lighted sex shop. Big window displays. Pros standing along the road. Bordelos with big neon signs.

Then you go to Amsterdam, and the Red-Light District, holy shit. I wasn't a kid then. But I sure felt like one.

Why am I rambling this morning? I think it to keep from thinking about other things, I need to get outta here.

Poof
 
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