“What are you so worried about RJ?” N.F. asked this question while the look of guilt and consternation was still on my face after telling him of my ‘encounter’.
“Look, its not like she didn’t want you to do her, and she hasn’t called her friend in Tennessee to complain about you RJ.”
As I walked back and forth in N.F.’s barn thinking about what he said, it occurred to me that she could be on the phone right now calling Yaega Lee or even worse, this gets found out by Candy.
I sat on the wood stairs to the loft in the barn with my arms crossed on top of my head, rocking myself, trying to get calm trying to overcome the feeling of anxiety, the gloom of guilt and the anxst of shame for the weekend before. N.F. continued to talk while tuning up the old Caddy left by a friend. “Mindy is an exotic dancer, a Wall Street Trader and a sex addict…you worrying about tying her up, spanking her and making her come for half an hour is probably nothing new to her at all RJ. Shes been around.”
I turned to N.F. as he was putting in the spark plugs asking, “if you know something I don’t please tell me now.” N.F. said, “well what I wanna know is, if she told you to leave after she came like Niagra Falls what else did you do to her…you did untie her before you left, right?” I looked at N.F. wondering if he hadn’t been over to Mindy’s once or twice himself. “No, I didn’t have to…she untied herself” I said looking at the floor as N.F. ratcheted in another spark plug, laughing hysterically.
“Why the hell did you use the toys for if she was in the mood RJ?” “She was in the mood but she wasn’t quite as moist as we wanted at the moment, that’s why”, I said while holding my head in my hands as I sat on the stairs. “So what the fuck happened, RJ? Why does she go from hot to trot to dead stop after her world is rockin…were you rockin with her.?” “Look N.F. I didn’t get into her at all, I was using her toys on her as she directed and when I thought I would get to ride her, instead I got shown the door.”
“RJ, that begs the question, why didn’t you just jump on it? She likes it a little rough, according to Yaega, she even begs for the whip.” “According to Yaega, huh” I said while N.F. put in the last spark plug. “How many times do you think she came RJ?” “She squirted twice N.F.” “RJ, why didn’t you jump on that then? Is the problem her or you?” “OK, I was scared that I wouldn’t have enough gas to get her off, it would have been embarassing to get on and spill like milk and not shoot like a hose” I said in disgust.
“You need to see a few Doctor’s, one for your head and one for your dick” said N.F. as he took the wiring harness out of the box. “You might need one for your heart if you plan another session with Mindy or some of her twisted friends RJ.” “N.F., I said enough, I’m not going to get another phone call from Mindy… and her friends will spread all kinds of sick rumors.” Right then my phone goes off…its Mindy. “Hi Mindy, how are you?”
N.F. stopped what he was doing to listen to me talk. I stepped outside the barn, N.F. laughed as I walked out the door. “Did I upset you, Mindy…you were cold and even clinical.” “RJ, you were getting off on getting me off, but you didn’t want to be in me…I got that. Did you think I was filthy, did I…” I shouted “STOP” and proceeded to tell her about my insecurity. “I would have been embarrased if I didn’t last at least half an hour, the meds I take even with the ‘blue pill’ didn’t guarantee that Mindy.”
“I talked to Yaega RJ to see if she knew about anything going on in your world…I should have called you first.” “Yeah Mindy, now we’re gonna get about the same distribution as the New York Post.” “RJ, she won’t tell anybody, beside, I feel a lot better…sugar look…lets get together in about a couple of weeks and I promise I’ll cure you insecurity. OK?” “Yeah Mindy, talk to you later, I’m helping N.F. install some spark plugs.” “Sure you are RJ…bye sugar.”
As I hung up on Mindy I felt exposed, like I was walking naked through a formal dinner with my hands over my privates. I didn’t care about anything with Mindy except sex, now I was in absolute fear that this would circulate to Candy. I desperately wanted to kick myself in the ass. I got drunk over the next two days hanging out with N.F. when I did see my Doctor. I thought I had E.D. but it wasn’t.
I was in the exam room when the Doctor came in with the test results. As he went over them with me I was relieved that I didn’t have a problem with my ‘equipment’. The Doctor said, “Other than some signs of some sort of light scarring on the base of your…” “cut to the chase Doc, what do I have?” The Doctor took of his glasses and said as he looked me in the eye, ”Hypertension!” The Doctor said, "this directly effects a man’s libido.”
The Doctor continued, “About 40 percent of women and 30 percent of men experience sexual dysfunction.”[1]
“Research shows that the experience of sexual dysfunction is associated with many indicators of low personal and relational well-being among men, but even more so for women. Contrary to much debate over Viagra, sexual dysfunction is more of a serious psychological phenomenon, that is socially organized and generated. Your problem is the head on your shoulders, not the head in your pants.”
When I got the prescription and the referral I was half way to cured.
The good news was there was treatment for what I have. I also found new ways to ‘excite’ Mindy and was able to keep the fun going on and on. The bad news was while on a date with Candy I found out she knew what I did with Mindy. Candy made sure I was in no position to ‘resist’ her ‘chastising’ (rope burns and muscle strain) . When we get over the 50 year mark the warranty expires on our body, things don’t work like they used to. It’s good news to find out that some parts work just fine when fixed.
Even when being chastised!
RJ
You filthy dog, you deviate. It sounds like you need to get Jesus in your life and stop messing with trash. A Christian woman would make your life right. Your filthy sex habits will get you a place in hell.
ReplyDeleteAmazing! If you read the new testament the women associated with the early church were widows, harlots, temple prostitutes and con artists. As far as sex goes the bible is full of it (Ezekiel, Deuteronomy, Joel, etc.) Jesus had all kinds of women following him at the height and the depths of his ministry.
ReplyDeleteI'm sure of this, anyone who stays away from your crooked christian ass won't go to hell.
this was a great story... as for everyone else. Religion is weakness. Realizing that god is as real as the tooth fairy is just the next step in growing up.
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