This life of 'celibacy' is rough..if it was a couple of years ago- it would have been a non issue. I guess now that I am honing in on my mid 30's...my needs have changed. It is an issue for me. I see a nice looking man..the bib comes down from the ceiling..drool forms on my bottom lip..I go into a trance..I have a knife and fork in hand..and I become a homeless person that hasn't eaten in days..staring at a juicy chicken leg. It is ridiculous. Just ridiculous.
