This virus has stopped me cold in my tracks. Although I am in an Asian country with no curfew and full freedom, to walk in and around the already degraded red light district curdles my blood. Definitely in the area there will be heightened scrutiny by police and just the embarrassment of being a foreign spectacle unable to control his whims during a pandemic, is not the image I want to portray. There is the peer pressure to "When in Rome do as the Romans do." (and thank God, I am not in Rome at this time)
Oddly, bizarrely and perhaps stupidly enough, I have no fear in the virus itself. I know it is there and I know it is killing thousands but I just can't convince myself that it will attach itself to me and cause my demise. I will not go into it but after what I have been through throughout my life, this coronavirus is small potatoes.
This will alter my lifestyle forever, even after this passes. I have learned that I am bigger, stronger, greater and more magnanimous than my penis and my cravings.
During this time, I have learned to practice techniques to increase lung capacity and concentrate. This has parlayed into my daily activities as I constantly am attracted to the female bodies, being able to corral my attention back to my own space.
Some of these women are intensely attractive in provocatively intentionally layered clothing or lack thereof to lay bait to the male sexuality and to then enjoy watching her catch squirm in their own desires. It is a devious game that becomes all too obvious when you create distance from your addiction and allow yourself to just observe.
So, being calmer around women and not falling for the bait, bestows upon oneself an aura of strength and stability. So, much so, I have noticed that in my professional dealings with decent women, they notice this "lack of neediness" and I find them gazing at me more and leaning into me and finding that there is a natural warm attraction. Having this new-found strength is fun, especially in my elder years.
For example in a professional situation, my SO was curious as to why there was so much joviality and commotion coming from a room that I was in with some pretty young Asian ladies. She sort of burst into the room and there was I holding court with 7 giggling Asian ladies (fully clothed and decent) but still, there was flirting and light touching and banter and an aroma of playful attraction in the room. IT WAS CERTAINLY A HIGH and a boost to my self-esteem and garnered respect and confidence in my methods.
My SO had to admit that the old bastard still has some zing.
Oddly, bizarrely and perhaps stupidly enough, I have no fear in the virus itself. I know it is there and I know it is killing thousands but I just can't convince myself that it will attach itself to me and cause my demise. I will not go into it but after what I have been through throughout my life, this coronavirus is small potatoes.
This will alter my lifestyle forever, even after this passes. I have learned that I am bigger, stronger, greater and more magnanimous than my penis and my cravings.
During this time, I have learned to practice techniques to increase lung capacity and concentrate. This has parlayed into my daily activities as I constantly am attracted to the female bodies, being able to corral my attention back to my own space.
Some of these women are intensely attractive in provocatively intentionally layered clothing or lack thereof to lay bait to the male sexuality and to then enjoy watching her catch squirm in their own desires. It is a devious game that becomes all too obvious when you create distance from your addiction and allow yourself to just observe.
So, being calmer around women and not falling for the bait, bestows upon oneself an aura of strength and stability. So, much so, I have noticed that in my professional dealings with decent women, they notice this "lack of neediness" and I find them gazing at me more and leaning into me and finding that there is a natural warm attraction. Having this new-found strength is fun, especially in my elder years.
For example in a professional situation, my SO was curious as to why there was so much joviality and commotion coming from a room that I was in with some pretty young Asian ladies. She sort of burst into the room and there was I holding court with 7 giggling Asian ladies (fully clothed and decent) but still, there was flirting and light touching and banter and an aroma of playful attraction in the room. IT WAS CERTAINLY A HIGH and a boost to my self-esteem and garnered respect and confidence in my methods.
My SO had to admit that the old bastard still has some zing.