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1 " K began to fume with anger every time he had to repeat the bland routine of special offers and efficacies of products. The back-of-the-mind scenarios of applying napkins began to be replaced with violent sexual acts - sadomasochistic, brutal and twisted. Instead of being cosseted in a woman's hot embrace, he now imagined ripping her clothes off, biting at the very tits that he had once coveted until he drew blood, fisting their pussies wearing barbed gloves, kicking them in the teeth, watching the gore drip down their proud queenly chins and putting an end to their teasing, access-denying smiles. It fetched him more story-ideas but for how long? The anguish that burgeoned during the day could not be watered down by the porn videos he had committed to memory with repeated viewing; it couldn't be flushed out with the joy of literary creation that had, till now, been feeding equally upon his happiness, sadness and neutrality. The tipping point had arrived, the moment when the grimy tar of impatience would boil over, flooding everything - pen, paper, keypad, life itself. "
― Rajeev Singh , The Erotic Muse
2 " How would it look in the newspaper - Lonely sex-crazed youngster pays a heavy price for touching himself too hard in Fanny Leone’s name. What would his body look like: sprawled over Fanny's nude picture, still clasping his organ as if it meant more to him than anything else in the world? How many people died with their pants down, their freakiness becoming the stuff of lewd gossip, the butt of every joke at every corner of the country? They died a thousand deaths all the way to hell and even afterwards and he didn't want to be one of them. "
3 " You are red-faced at my speaking the truth. Another weird aspect of the human psyche. A perfectly normal human activity has to be kept under wraps. People don’t wonder at a couple kissing and holding hands in public, even approve of cuddling and love-making on screen, but they get their hackles up the moment they find that a guy has been at it, the taboo, the easiest, most concise form of pleasure a man can enjoy; even women, although they do it differently, and the pay-off isn’t always that great.' Her perfect teeth glittered. "