Brad Pitt Naked
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Brad Pitt walks into my living room, naked, with a soft smile and light green eyes that look deep into my soul.
Hmm, I think, can you hand me that burp cloth? Because I could use some help around here and it may be interesting that you are naked, but not THAT interesting…
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This is how it would be, if Brad Pitt walked into my living room, naked. Because, well, ever since I had Baby Girl, and well, I guess since before then when I was on bed rest and then there was the time early in the pregnancy when there were restrictions, not to mention the restrictions related to fertility procedures and for most of this time, I haven’t been all that much into sex. It’s as if it took all my sexual energy to make just this one baby (ironic that real sex wasn’t involved) and now I’m wondering, patiently, eagerly, wondering, if my interest will come back.
I wonder if there is a procedure or a set of steps to follow or a book to read.
I wonder about herbal remedies or acupuncture.
I wonder if a trip to Jamaica would help.
I wonder if I’m just getting old.
No, I’d rather think more about the trip to Jamaica.
Any ideas?
I wish I had a brilliant idea or two for you, dear. But, M and I are trying to conceive and I’m just not all that interested in recreational sex anymore. It’s like “sex with a purpose” has spoiled the spontaneous, fun kind.
I’m really, really hoping my drive returns soon.