Ah'll be yaw dawg

by Sarah on May 10, 2011

John sent me this.

It’s the funniest thing I’ve seen for a long time, and you have to feel sorry for the poor dawg.

And what makes it so funny?

Well, apart from my being a really doggy‐person… it reminds me of so many of the men who email me complaining about their wives and girlfriends teasing them!

Someone once described male chastity to me as being “like a moth drawn to a candle flame”… you can’t resist the pull… but get too close… and who knows what might happen?

Remember… Be Careful What You Wish For.

Luckily, as a woman, I don’t have to worry about that.

I don’t get the ache of unsatisfied desire… or the let‐down many men say they experience when they do get to come.

I don’t have to reconcile my burning need to come with the knowledge it’s going to be perhaps weeks, months or maybe even years before I get to feel that exquisite release.

I don’t get to beg and plead for an orgasm I know I’m not going to get.

For me, it’s orgasms, orgasms, orgasms all the way down.

So for that (and Lori Lancer), I am eternally grateful.

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