I'm now back from holiday. For two weeks, I was all eyes and ears, looking for an opportunity. If I had been an animal, my nostrils would have been twitching, too, but I had no luck, apart from obtaining the phone number of a potential lover here in UK.
Returning to an old theme, I am not alone in having a very high sex drive. It is so high that it can severely alter aspects of my 'normal' life. I will go to great lengths to satisfy it. I thank God that my sex drive is for consenting, adult women. While the thought of sex with minors, one's own family or non-consenting women fills me with the utmost revulsion, I do have a grain of compassion for those monsters whose sex drive leads them into abhorrent acts. I simply ask myself what would I do if my lust was for minors or for forcing myself onto women. It would be torture.
It is easy for me to say it, but I believe I would opt for castration, whether actual or chemical. Otherwise, the irresistable force of my desire and the immovable object of my revultion for what I might do, would be in conflict.
As it is, I am in a happy situation. I have booked a hotel room for tomorrow (Monday)afternoon and will be taking a lunch break with Kate. I am ready for a good work out. I can't wait.
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