Dear libido.
Where the fuck where you twenty years ago? I don't want the raging horn now, I want to eat biscuits in bed while looking at paint charts and deciding what colour to paint the hallway, not the latest Bravissimo catalogue picking out frilly underwear. Don't you think being middle-aged is hard enough without having to find someone to placate you.

I just want to be left alone to grow old and the idea of elasticated pants are getting more favorable each day but no-one ever got lucky wearing elasticated pants did they.

I've had a good innings, had some fun and can cross a few things off my naughty list so please just go now before I place that order with Bravissimo, Honeylicious etc.

Bye now! It's been a blast.

Love Blousie

Edit - And if I drink red wine it is definitely NOT an open invitation for you to come back for the evening.
( girlinthehole, Mon 8 Mar 2010, 11:04, Reply)