The Viagra Chronicles

I’m older now. Not wiser, just older. Louis took me to a secret restaurant and we celebrated this with too much wine. Older and still can’t drink.

The restaurant was very special, indeed secret, in a big hall we sat, about 200 people, an ate from a menu we never got. You eat what they cook, you don’t choose a thing. Only the wine, red or white. We had a bottle of the red.

It’s a very different experience, to eat exactly the same, we never did it before. You feel connected, the same materials go into both of our bodies, we share the same experience. Sometimes i wonder about it when we have sex.

Do we share the same feelings in bed? Louis, the man that’s on Viagra, and me, a young woman after giving birth?

We both enjoy, but in different ways. It’s like he’s turned on before we even start, and for me it takes longer. It’s the pill, but it’s also the fact that he’s a man and I’m a woman. For us in must come from the inside. Louis told me that there are also pills for women, Lovegra, but i think I’m still young and I don’t really need it. It’s hormones, and it’s the way women are built. With some attention and a good share of oral sex, I don’t need Lovegra. I just need more time.

I’m getting older, though. It will come.