At 7 years old, I was obsessed with seeking pleasure in exchange for making my pain go away, in any way I could dream up.
The Devil Inside Me
My second divorce was now final and I could explore new sex buddies without having to hide it, at least from a wife. I really cared for her and wanted to make it work but her kids drove me crazy and I resented her for taking away the option of us having sex with other men. She was the first woman I was kinda honest with about my sexuality, even if it was by accident. Most of the truth came out when I was on the phone with her, high on crystal meth, telling her how I fantasized about her gay friends.
I grew up in a baptist church growing up and all I heard was “gay people go to hell” sex is for a married mand and woman” “fornecators!” Well I liked having sex with anything that walked so where does that factor in? “No sex outside of marriage or you go to hell!” I heard over and over from the preacher man but he got caught stealing money from the church to buy his whore jewelry so what does he know?