A s*x addict who is afraid of telling his girlfriend has asked for advise on how to handle the situation as he cannot stop having s*x with other people.
Dear Readers,
My name is Tom, I am in a real fix now. One minute I’m a wicked emperor in a Roman orgy. The next I’m a willing s*x slave in a Parisian brothel. I’ve got such a vivid imagination that I only have to look at an attractive individual on a bus – either male or female – to instantly imagine a filthy scenario with them.
I’ve just started dating a wonderful girl who every guy I know has been after for ages. For some reason she thinks I’m great and we have a lovely time together, but she doesn’t know the real me – and I’m too ashamed to show my real side.
At the moment we’re crazy for each other. We make love two, three, sometimes four times a day. But what she doesn’t know is that this is my normal. Given the chance I’d make love at every possible opportunity, any time, any place, any which way.
No amount of action is ever too much. I’m realistic enough to know that her current passion for me won’t go on forever. Soon she’ll calm down and just want sex a few times a week like any normal person.
At that point, I desperately don’t want to go off the rails. The other thing that’s worrying me is keeping my past – and my terrible reputation – a secret from her. There’s only so long that I can keep her away from my family.
She’s expecting to visit my folks over the holidays and it’s inevitable that someone will say something horrible about me – especially my brother who hates my guts. What do I do? Please, help me.
Sent from worried anonymous man.
Source: Jane O'Gorman