Far from being ashamed of my tastes and pursuits I cannot understand why every man is not the same
October 20, 2016 § Leave a comment
Far from being ashamed of my tastes and pursuits, I cannot understand why every man is not the same. What is more natural than for a man to spend every day wanting to go look at naked young women, more and more and more. And yet so many just live happy family lives, or spend days fishing, or clubbing or going to football matches—these are the men I do not understand. I suppose I am thoroughly bitten by the serpent of sex, though I very rarely indulge these days—it remains almost totally, if not in the mind, then in the eye. I still love to see the whores, “to peer into the depths” as Flaubert said, but there is very little of sufficient temptation to force me to succumb.