Sunday, May 20, 2012

Sex is offensive?

I went to the local watering hole last night and as I walked in, my BFF was almost screaming to get my attention. Now, my promiscuity is not a secret but most of the people I've slept with are. It's better that way, for their reputation as well as my own. I would estimate that in my 23 (almost 24) years, the number of sexual partners I have had well outnumber my own age. How did this happen? You may ask. Well, I contribute it to a lot of different combinations of drugs and alcohol. Plus, desperate drunk lonely bar guys are almost easier picking than the women.


Anyway, my BFF is calling me over and pointing at her phone. Apparently, someone we know that lives a town or so over but still comes in to drink, is a registered sex offender. For incest. Now, he's a perfectly sweet guy albeit a little strange. And he's a registered sex offender. For incest. That I slept with over 2 years ago. The drink almost slipped from my hand, and I could taste bile bubbling up to the back of my throat. 


Now, every girl has a list. Just like every guy has a list. It's called a "fuck-it list" if I remember the vernacular. What most guys don't know is every girl has a "please, god, never let it happen" list. This includes most of the horrible things that generally happen to women (fictional or otherwise) in dark alleys or sweaty late nights in high school. I'm sure if guys have a list like this, the only thing that would be on there is "Don't get fucked in the ass." Unless you're a gay guy. Or you like it that way. Who knows, everybody likes their coffee a different way. Fucking a sex offender? That is definitely on the "Please, god" list. It would be different if I knew before, but as someone who has a highly infectious STD that will never ever go away, I know what it's like when you tell someone before compared to after. If he had told me before, like 80% of the people I hit on, I would have walked away. No matter my level of attraction or lust. Finding out after, it's a whole different ball game. Thank god I've always been up front and honest, even if I have whispered their name in hopes I passed it on.


Does this really stop me? Will this slow me down? Probably not. Considering I don't get much anymore, ie- that stubborn 80%, I will keep flirting, hitting on, trying to seduce and occasionally succeed until I can't anymore. Or until I find that guy that every girl is looking for. Or the girl that every girl is looking for. The one that makes you happy beyond it all. Sex offender guy? He wasn't passionate in the bed room, and it was awkward and slightly uncomfortable. Sex should be something you live for, something that makes you vanish into the other person. Not something you tolerate. Ever.


Until next time, lovelies.
Stay Sexy!

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