  Aarrrggghhh....!!! Monday mornings! Wish it never came! The typical reaction of a modern man but for me every morning is a Monday morning so long as I have to wake up to work and like any sad, disturbing life story I woke up late this morning with the scent of a man that I've shared my night with.
His scent lingered till now, tired, unsatisfied and mixed with the burnin' sensation on my skin with the alcohol seeping outta me I struggle to focus on work. Am I horny? Hmmm.... funny thing.... I'm not! Is it the lack of sleep or the alcohol that's making a new cocktail in me that is changing the sex addict that I am remains a mystery. Then again who am I kidding, I'm tired of men, having them like the way I do is like having chocolates as and when I want to and I'm starting to get tired of it.
Hey I'm no Samantha Jones! I had better stop to at least start to enjoy it again or I might turn 100% lesbian which isn't all bad. With all that's said it has certainly been an ugly morning. 
