Thank god for casual sex, I mean I can handle being single if I’m not deprived of sex. There is always the concern I can’t separate my feelings from the act of sex. Is this just a girl thing I wonder?
Just like a romantic comedy I sometimes find myself looking at my phone just waiting to see if the guy I slept with the night before texts me. This is not cool at all, what am I the star of the movie “He’s just not that into you”?
The sex part of my brain is all good with the casual meeting with men, then my girl part of the brain – whom decision making is usually lead by hormones has other ideas the next day. I wonder if scientists have worked out how to treat clingy-ness (yeah I know its not really a word) or the over whelming sense of panic that my mum was right and casual sex does mean you are kind of a slut (old school I know).
Oh well if it’s a choice between hot sex with an orgasm or sitting at home watching tv – I choose sex!