Thank you EF for your concern, unfortunately my Lady will not converse in any way shape or form this tricky subject, the brief virtually microsecondlike,stiring, no nanosecond stiring of passion was a one off if you pardon the description, I know I CANT WINas my own systems have shut down, so what we have is a situation where I have very powerful lust for my still very attractive wife, some of the feelings are, well extremely extreme, if you pop to the Library and ask the Librarian to direct you to the extreme sexual perversions section, and there you will find, a well thumbed hardback penned by a Sex Therapist by the Name of Frederick Fedex,yes thats right my cuzzin, he is 101yrs old now but was 41 when this eminent work was produced,and as
explicit sex goes, 50 shades of grey looks like Having tea with TELETUBBIES THE BOOKS TITLE well I know you are all going to think what a strange family and please dont be offended by my zany humour, EF its the only way I can handle this SAD SAD Situation, as ELTON SINGS IN SORRY SEEMS TO BE THE HARDEST WORD,, so having appologised in advance, the book is called,, wait for it, wait for it, you will have to form a disorderly cue..no thats not right,,kew,,nope queue, thats the one, you will have to be at the Libe by 6.30am if it opens at 9 or you will simply not experience the amazingly crude rude disgusting perverted outrageous filthy sexualobjectivity, and thats just the FOREWORD, and or the language of the Librarian, so the Book is called,( 1000 000 ways to turn your wife into a world class sexual predator) and I know there are a million, as we tried every one, I cant say more on this as my CUZZIN is no longer in the land of the lucid spending his remaining days in the Twilight Home for the bewildered,in Morpeth Northumberland shame really ,but I remember EF, his pearls of wisdom uttered while his thought patterns were still those of a person of high Intellect,,,and not those of a earthworm, he would say things like, "Nah thin yung fed" he lived in yorkshire, " Nah thin yung fed, alays think on yersel, a WET BIRD WONT EAT SAND" and " Alays wachooot as theres manyaboot", I must admit I did not quite understand that last one,anyway EF , my mate used to drive a ERF. sorry sorry, as I WAS about to say before I rudely interupted myself, my goodly angel lady will not talk about my SAD SAD SITUATION so I rely upon my friends on this Forum to talk to as if I TRY IT ON well lets put it this way two starving T REXS and a dozen Velociraptors would have no chance, so what do I do where do I TURN.
My BEST MATE has offered to assist my lady, but not me whatever can he mean
Sleepwell EF and all who read this also