Kinky Horndog Marries Romantic Prude — I owe her Church an apology.
An Atheist of the “if it feels good do it” school, I cursed the prudish “Christian” control freaks who brainwashed the girl who was to become my wife. I hated them for making her think that her powerful sex drive was somehow shameful. After our marriage I cursed them for planting phobias in her head that made me look like a sexual predator in her eyes.
A constant refrain from her was “but don't you love me? All you care about is sex!” This from a lusty, responsive woman who was rubbing herself off against my thigh at 15 years old . . . before the brain washers really got their hooks into her head.
I recently blogged how, in her mid-30s, she finally went Borders Books for a #tantra book to learn how to meet my needs. I implied that she was only responding to my pressure and demands, trying to save our marriage. But that's not really true.
In fact, around that time we'd been arm twisted into attending a Christian couple's retreat. There the lusty pastor's wives