​     A few words about the libido.​

     It slammed into me at the same time my pubes appeared, The Throb, and it's stayed with me ever since. Exactly like hunger, The Throb would intensify over time, filling my thoughts and imagination, from the most primitive part of me, until the urge somehow got satiated, only to intensify again until... 

     I have this memory of when I first realized The Throb was making me the slightest bit crazy. I was at a movie theater watching a movie, and the actress in the movie, I believe it was Ann Margaret but I can't say for sure, leaned so far forward that her breasts just about spilled out of her dress, and I thought, if I lean forward just a little farther myself, I should be able to see her nipples, and I actually did it, I actually leaned forward to see if, by doing so, I could turn an image on a two dimensional screen into, like, a three dimensional window. 

     Just to see some nipples.

     Even as my attempt failed, I remember thinking, okay, what is it with these new urges that are now so completely overwhelming me?

     I can tell you honestly now, some fifty-plus years later, that I still haven't got it all figured out. 

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