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March 26, 2007
When I think about sex these days, Iím actually speaking to myself in code. Itís like two halves of myself that have this unacknowledged agreement about what sex means.

So if I fantasize about sex with Tommyís mommy, I imagine some missionary position rendezvous in one of our master bedrooms, and all of the danger and guilt that goes with it, and I talk myself out of it pretty quickly.

The truth is, I just want to bury my face in her tits while she tells me what a great guy she and all the other moms think I am.