I was faking it…

one woman’s search for orgasm

My mind going where it shouldn’t…

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I’ve never thought of myself as a very sexual person. In fact, I think the word my mom would say is ‘focused’. I got straight ‘A’s in high school, the same during my undergraduate degree, and finished my graduate degree in record time.

At school, I focused on exams and papers. And now that I work, I focus on my excel sheets.

However, since I’ve started reading about female orgasms and sex in general, I have to confess that it’s started to seep into my everyday life.

samsung_washing_machine

now that is one hot washing machine

Have you ever noticed how a dog whinnying in frustration because its leash-yielding owner won’t let it sniff the butt of a passing by canine—sounds like woman having sex?

Or how the rhythmic thumping of a washing machine resembles the noise of a bed repeatedly hitting the wall?

Or how the flushed face of a man jogging on the sidewalk looks a lot like the flushed face of a man…well, you get the picture.

I have become distracted by sex.

I don’t mind it when I’m going for a run or washing my clothes—the part that concerns me is the unholy combination of sex and the office. I don’t trust where my wander some imagination will take me these days. Already, during the Monday morning ‘check in’ I was subjected to mental images of my fifty-year old, balding, overweight boss mounting our young and attractive receptionist—which was about as enjoyable as the time I accidently walked in on my parents.

Perhaps its time to stop my research.

Have you ever noticed how a photocopier, after discharging a dozen pages, seems to almost collapse into post-coital slumber?

On the other hand, things are just starting to get fun.

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Written by jaquieonassis

January 21, 2009 at 8:38 pm

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  1. I really enjoyed this 🙂

    I had this similar porlbme when I first started studying sex a lot and it got easier as time went on. I don’t know why, but after a bit studying sex became more of a job than a pleasurable hobby.

    Savior

    January 22, 2009 at 1:34 am


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