Friday, November 28

W24 - the wrong porridge

Dorothy Black's come to realise that there's something to be said for reaching the summit of what is considered one's sexual peak...

There's something to be said for reaching the summit as a single thirty-something. Oh how the hormones fly, practically flinging themselves in the face of any vaguely attractive man. Or woman really. Raging hormones don't discriminate after a few glasses of cheap cab sauv. Which has started raising many questions about what is appropriate for us single thirty-somethings. Which got me thinking about Goldilocks and her porridge problem. read more...



This was actually a blog I wrote once.

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