Five years ago this week I went into a guys flat to pay off the debt I owed him. We'd been struggling with our mortgage payments and in a moment of depseration, thinking my two kids, myself and my husband would be homeless, I went to a loan shark. I missed two payments as I was Ill, then one of my kids got the same flu. The next time I saw him to pay him, he told me I owed him a alot more. It was becomig almost impossible to keep up with the payments ans when I told him that, he suggested I apy in a different way.
Over a six month period I called at his flat twice a week and had the dirtiest sex in my life. I told myself it was for the family and to keep us together each time the loan shark and I had sex, but in reality by the third or fourth time, I'd begun to enjoy the sex. Even so once I'd "paid him off" I immediately stopped visiting him.
Looking back now I know I did the right thing for my family, but in some ways I also know I miss the horny sex we had.