For someone who has the language of a Dock worker in prison (no offense to you dock workers and/or prisoners) I am very prudish when it comes to discussing sex.
Well, okay, I don’t have a HUGE problem with it. I can talk about OTHER people’s sex or make crude comments in general, but I really don’t like to discuss my OWN sex life. Although, since I’m writing about all seven Deadly Sins, sooner or later, I’m going to have to get around to discussing
Lust
As it turns out, lust doesn’t HAVE to be about sex. Lust is an intense desire for anything.
Which is a good thing. I would have HATED to have to discuss the fact that I can only…no…I don’t want to say that. Okay, I wouldn’t have wanted to tell you that I never….yeah…not that either.
I can, however, talk about lust. I have intense desires. And once again, I find myself wondering why this is a sin at all. I guess in some cases, it’s a bad thing..but really..unless you let your lust drive you to behave in unacceptable ways, then how is it bad?
Actually, I think I could use a little more lust in my life.
If my desire to be thinner was REALLY intense, then I’d probably be thin now.
Maybe I need to get those Lucky Jeans I have collecting dust in my closet and wrap them around my arms and squeeze them.
I have NO idea why I am assuming the denim is into auto-erotic asphixiation.
Perhaps I should pull out those little sundresses tucked in the upper shelf of my closet and stuff them in that fishnet body stocking I have. I bought it years ago and may have worn once or twice but never do now because it’s such a fucking pain in the ass to put on. Not to mention, head to to fish net is really not the most comfortable sensation on the planet. But if I stuffed those sun dresses IN the body stocking..well..maybe I could drum up a little extra size 8 lust.
What else do I lust for?
I lust for 8 hours of gorgeous, uninterrupted sleep.
I lust for Every. Single. Weekend.
I lust for anxiety free days that can be had without the help of psychopharmacology.
And those size 8s. I do lust for them.
Tell me what you lust for. What are your intense desires?
Although, if they include a trapeze, mannequins and leopard print duct tape, I DON’T want to know about it.
That’s a lie. I totally want to hear about that shit.
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Hmm..prudish about talking about your sex life? Really? Good thing deception is not a deadly sin. <3
ohhh..little sister..my prudishness can easily be set aside for a little tormenting..
Btw..guess what your dad and I did just this morning?
that last comment BEGS me to BEG YOU to tell me that haley is your daughter, not your sister. Otherwise, you and her dad? um. UMMMMM…..!!!!
hahaha…Haley is the younger of my two wonderful stepdaughters..hence, little sister.
No worries, Jackie. I’m weird, but not THAT weird.
Phew!!!
I’d love to tell you ALL my lusts, but Nurse Ratched would hunt my ass down. I do however, lust over Johnny Depp and Robert Downey Jr. Also, high heels. I can finally run again, but this ankle will never form to a high heel again. Ever.
high heels are the work of the devil anyway. How about some sexy little kitten heels?
And yes..I would love to be in the middle of a RJD, Johnny Depp sammich.
in response to your last comment…ditto…wouldn’t a lot of women love to be in the same situation?
I lust to live next to the beach in the tropics. I love warm weather and the ocean. I also lust to loose weight but sadly like you I obviously don’t lust hard enough.
ohhh…good one!
My lusts mirror yours!!!!
Yeah..it’s a good list.
You nailed it, my kindred, and Vivian, I lust to live next door at the beach…as a size 8.
We could be neighbors. and we’d have people to bring us things..