Sex is full of lies. The body tries to tell the truth. But it's usually too battered with rules to be heard and bound with pretenses so it can hardly move. We cripple ourselves with lies.
I've always wanted to be a dad. I just can't wait to have a little rug rat running around. I used to want five or six kids but maybe I've become too self-absorbed over the years. I think two would be perfect.
