More than anything, I just wanted to get laid. It wasn’t that I had some sort of raging libido. I was just the kind of guy who utilized sex as a means to get lemonade out of lemons.
Author Emma Donoghue keeps her readers guessing, but we’re not merely caught up in a murder mystery. No, Blanche herself is just as much an enigma as the crime she’s trying to solve.
First let me say that this isn’t just you — hundreds of thousands of people, of all genders and orientations, are in this boat. Our sex drives go up and down throughout our lives.
I armed myself with his questions and ventured out to a coffee shop in Midtown, where my favorite gay duo (Steve and Owen) sipped, laughed and answered with gusto.