imagoldfish

This is strange because I was just thinking about several people who were in my undergrad classes with whom I'd had some really heated discussions. Usually those people popped up regularly in my fantasies; usually I got off very well thinking about them. But no matter how much I though their points were baseless, or that there was nothing in their heads (which sadly was often the case), I could never bring myself to hate them. For some reason, the way I'm wired means I can't hate someone whom I'm sexually attractive to. A bit of a curse, really.

A new lunar society. Hmm. You, me and Franka. Lots of butt sex. I can dig it.

"You didn't love every girl you had sex with, did you?"
"Love them? Some of them I downright loathed."
-Chasing Amy

That kind of sex is as fun as it is in dreams. Pure carnal. A little aggressive. Both parties resenting the fact that the other holds as much sway on them. Both fighting to take control back. Good times. Good times.