Went for a short interview with my Dietician this morning (Monday) whom I'm
very attracted to. She touches my hand as she gives advice...
She had called me in for an update on how I am doing.
I THINK I got a woodie -could feel him moving about - but didn't dare
investigate it. "WOOD" have been a bit TOO obvious.
Now don't know what the hell happened. At home, dropped drawers and found a
tiny spot of something (But might have been Pee)
Tried a handjob to relive her touch, but it all went to hell. Just ended up
getting very frustrated.
I'll stick to playing that "other" organ. It makes better music than
"Thwak-thwak" anyway. Bollix. I hate this disease.