Life without sex?

"Life without sex might be safer but it would be unbearably dull.  It is the sex instinct which makes women seem beautiful, which they are once in a blue moon, and men seem wise and brave, which they never are at all.  Throttle it, denaturalize it, take it away, and human existence would be reduced to the prosaic, laborious, boresome, imbecile level of life in an anthill."

 ~Henry Louis Mencken (1880 - 1956)

And so every once in a while, I feel the need to make my presence felt. It can't be helped, given what a narcissist I am.

But I digress: there would be one or two jokers out there who would, upon reading the title of this post, assume I've lost my mojo. Far from it, only at present there's a more interesting project at hand to keep me entertained and occupied instead of blogging about my bedroom conquests.

And speaking of "bedroom conquests" - someone I know asked if I would ever get tired of "mucking around pussies"(to use her own words), and settle down with a nice lady for good.

The long and short of it: I should hardly think so, ma'am. ;)