Doug in Ewe ruguay

[Paul Mackin]

I feel as though the ground has just disappeared, there
                                     is no air, there is no light
                       there is no love, there is no EWE, without EWE, there is

                                                no me.


Monica Belevan wrote:

> From´´ Diario La Republica´´, Montevideo, Uruguay
> Saturday, July 6, 2002.
> ( The Sex Column )
>
> Q: ´´Though your column is addressed to women, I am a male reader who enjoys
> it very much. I decided to post a question, perhaps you can help me. I was a
> country lad in my youth, and I initiated myself with 2 ewes that I loved
> dearly. Now I live in the city with my wife, but I am yearning for ´´ my
> ewe´´ again. Is this normal, to miss my sheep so tenderly after all these
> years, snow that I am married?´´
>
> A: I believe you may be experiencing marital problems. A lot of young men
> intiate themselves with animals, and this can lead them to believe, in
> married sexual lives, that the female will willingly be penetrated at their
> own male convenience. Women may pose reticence or excuses to sex, while ewes
> will not, so I presume you miss your sheep on account of problems in your
> married life.
>
> As for missing your ewes, what you have is zoophilia, which is a form of
> paraphilia, and the matter can be dealt with by seeing a therapist. Regards,
> blah blah.
>
> This was really on the paper. What irksome flatlands, these.
>
> Cheers, M.
>
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