Days off grope and glory
Dear Holly, I WAS meant to go to work the other day but I called in sick and spent a solid 12 hours in bed thinking about well-endowed men and playing with myself.
I don’t understand it but I just woke up with an all-powerful urge for sex, and since I don’t have a boyfriend at the moment all I could do was to use my hands and a few items I keep in the bedside cabinet.
Some of the things I did to myself were outrageous; I won’t describe them here. But the more I brought myself to a climax the more climaxes I wanted. It was like I couldn’t stop myself.
I’m 20, a hard worker, but I feel so guilty about skipping work just to satisfy my urges. Is there something wrong with me?