The Unhorny Lioness

Lion is convinced that he is the reason I am not horny. He says he knows it and I know it. The thing is, I don’t know it. I think it’s all me. Something I am doing or not doing.

How can I be so sure? Experiments. Things that used to turn me on don’t do it anymore. Lion may not be able to masturbate, but I can. And it’s very difficult for me to turn myself on. It hasn’t been an extensive experiment. I haven’t tried that many times. And I know that masturbating isn’t as much fun as having sex with someone, but if I can’t turn myself on then what chance does Lion have?

Sure I eventually came by masturbating. That’s just the mechanics. Thats not the issue. I don’t get turned on like Lion does. Mr. Weenie springs to life almost immediately when he’s horny. Nothing seems to get me wet.

I think it’s probably age. There were times when I was younger that I was tree-humping horny for no reason. Driving down the road, at work, anywhere. That became a more rare occurrence over time. Yes, there have been times recently I’ve sent Lion an email telling him I was horny. Generally the feeling doesn’t last long. Usually not long enough to get home to Lion.

If anything turned me on it would be easy to tell Lion what to do. I’m as clueless as he is. One of the reasons for the orgasm calendar is to try different things to get my libido jump started. What if it doesn’t work? We’ll try something different.

But I want to be clear. This is not Lion’s fault.