Sometimes?

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Sometimes it isn't just my belly that is hungry.





And while I am as celibate to these ways as I am regarding women, I do, from time to time, celebrate that which I have known and maybe what is left to... experience.

It's the various itches that get right up under my skin.  I'm blowing off heat like a stove, chomping at the bit... but resigned to be a good boy.  Good night.