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Tell Me A Story, Granny In most cases sexual fantasy is unfulfillable. Apparently this is because we tend to fantasise about things that are not acceptable to one's partner or to society, but I think in actual fact we fantasise about things which are not acceptable to ourselves, and that is where the arousal comes from. What this means is that a fellow of conscience, faced with the possibility of realising a sexual fantasy, instead of being aroused, is actually overwhelmed with revulsion. (I am not speaking of run-of-the-mill fantasies here, 'why don't you put on this little dress, dear' fantasies. I mean those deep dark perversions that lurk about in our minds like schoolboys beneath the top shelf in a newsagents.) I wonder where we get our lusts from? I get my nose from my grandfather. I wonder if I get my enjoyment of .... well, I wonder if I get that from him as well. Must ask Grandma. [previous] |