Hotel in San Diego
Heading back from the laundry room, after dumping my clothes in the wash, I noticed two older men in their late sixties sporting colorful shorts and open buttoned shirts happy and content sitting together in lounge chairs next to the closed pool. The pool closed for grout repair for the next few days. Are these the same cheerful men who were next door having rambunctious sex this morning? I could hear the one participant groaning in a meditative rhythm of pleasure through the thin walls while I sipped my coffee writing my blog.
Sex. You don\’t think about how much you miss it until it\’s gone.