Please. Please. For I am an …Attention Seeking WhoreDo you see me? Do you smell me? Do you sense the need burning incessantly, trapped in every pore...of my flesh? Come to me sublime stranger. Come to me with your thick, throbbing shaft. Come to me with your dripping, drenched pussy. Come and use me. Come and take me. Come and manipulate me as you require. Come and unleash your wildest fantasies, your hidden desires, your deepest unuttered lustful cravings across my needy trembling body. Come and. Her body and the alcohol were winning. ‘I don’t want to date you. I don’t want to love you. I don’t want to own you. I don’t even want to be friends. But maybe my girl friends are right. Maybe I do need sex. It isn’t even you I need. Just your cock.’ She couldn’t believe she had said that, but the words were out of her mouth. She meant every one of them, but she hadn’t meant to vocalize them. She felt Mark’s gaze. She felt his eyes move from her shimmering hair over her dead eyes, her button. This, coupled with the habit of removing my pajama bottoms in bed to experience the sensation of nudity, continued for a number of years. I suspect the need for these tactics was exacerbated by the absence of female companionship, my adolescence was a lonely and sexless one. Curiously, two practices emerged, more or less simultaneously: anal self-stimulation, and masturbation ending in ejaculation into my mouth. These practices were infrequent, and attended with feelings of self-revulsion.. A whole weekend of being a womanwould certainly strengthen the thought process for me, and beinga guy for a weekend would let Carol understand things better.Then the practical aspects of the plan struck me, and I said,"but Doctor, it'll cost a small fortune for us to go and buy allthe clothes we'll need, just for this weekend. Isn't there someother way?" "No, Don, I really think a reinforcing weekend isneeded, but as I said, this isn't the first time I'veencountered this problem. In fact, I.