Camembert on toast

I’m having camembert on toast as a late night snack as I study. It’s oozing everywhere and is strangely erotic. I think all the studying I’m doing on sexuality is doing something to my mind. 

I’m now kind of hoping that the combination of cheese and reading about sex before bed will do something strange and beautiful to my dreams tonight.

Things that have been making me hot under the collar of late

Since I awoke from my sexual slumber I’ve been finding myself surprised at the things and places that have woken up the erotic part of me. Here are some of them.

Smoking

Solitary teardrops

Single drops of blood

Being bitten

My shoes

Canadian accents

Androgyny

This song/video/group:

Church roofs

Forearms

Necks

This song from my youth:

This by Asaf Avidan:

The idea of testing my tolerence to pain

Purply blue velvet

My fur coat (I know, I know, but it’s reclaimed fur, and I bought it from a charity) *guilty conscience*

Tasting blood

Caves

Orange and purple in juxtaposition