An Old Pervert's Old Addictions

My Dears,

Look in the dictionary under the name “addict” and you would see a picture of yours truly...

This week I turned 70. In retrospect I realized that I had immersed myself in the world of drugs and hallucinogens and well over 6000 vaginas since I was 15 years old. When I was 16 my best friend in Williamsburg Brooklyn who was a medical student brought me legal mescaline from England. He would put them in 400mg caps. In 1952 mescaline was legal in the US and it could be used for research.

I was always a non-conformist hippie and an English major. I was a beatnik before ‘niks were beat. My avant-garde reading not only included the sex world of Henry Miller and Frank Harris and DH Lawrence but also included creative geniuses like Albert Huxley and George Orwell who penned the classic “1984.” I was immersed in the words of Huxley in "Doors of Perception." I learned about the magic of the mushroom and synthetic LSD. Mescaline came from the peyote cactus and was a powerful hallucinogen that the Indians and psychological-tourists loved to experience.

In addition to having mescaline while I was in high school, my uncle George introduced me to marijuana when I was about 16 years old. George by the way introduced me to the world of pussy 6 months later... what a year! Just like in Gay Talese's book "Thy Neighbor's Wife"- My uncle George's wife took my cherry!

My exploration of drugs did not continue in the army because I was a timid, frightened soul who had still not discovered Alan Ginsberg and the work of Jack Kerouac. My adventurous soul continued to explore sex and drugs while I was an English Major at Pace University in 1957. I used heroin (skin popped). It wasn't that I was driven to drugs but my girlfriend, Althea, was a crackhead whore and it meant that if we got stoned I got sex and could put my tongue and dick wherever I wanted!! Sadly though, three months later she died of an overdose in Hunter College, NYC. I personally think that heroin is a sexual turn-off and is like a big blanket that suppresses all feelings. I was young, strong and libido-filled and drugs was the price I paid for pussy.

Jump forward 50 years and my proclivity for chemical additives continued. By early 2000 when I was 62 I had an apartment in Holland for six years where I would get stoned out of my mind. In LA in 2004 I had a medical prescription for marijuana (medical cannabis) from Dr. Denny. Need I say more about my medical problems.?

BUT...
I have been on probation for the last 3 years and I am drug tested weekly, and I am proud and happy to say I have not taken any drugs and have always passed my drug test...

The importance of this breakthrough is that I am the classic addict with an addictive personality. I was a gluttonous 400lb rogue. I over-shopped and had excess in every part of my life from cars to cigars! I was basically lonely and filled with depression. What kept me from killing myself from this addiction to my affliction was PUSSY

My addiction to the clitoris and labias was beyond control. I would lap on the labia like a Catholic priest kneeling to Jesus. Ironically I have not had sex in the past 3 months and have not cheated on my girlfriend in the past 2 years. I am now in the withdrawal phase from the elixir of snatch.

I have had withdrawal symptoms of headaches, high blood pressure, diabetes and cholesterol (eating the wrong food and not the nutritious pussy). I also have psychological depression that can only be offset by my high doses of lithium, Prozac, and Valium.

I am now a tongue in search of a warm womb. My mouth seeks the shelter of fresh cunt. I cry myself to sleep thinking of all the pussies I use to have which are all gone. I am a great white shark in a feeding frenzy. In my final days I need to return to a place of warmth, comfort security and shelter. I have lived in both mansions and homeless shelters. I need to return to the womb- the vagina is my holy sanctuary.

My girlfriend told me that she has found a medical treatment for my pussy withdrawal condition but she does not accept Medicare. I am in the process of applying for Blue Cross Blue Shield and looking for a vacant emergency room!