<div class="floatleft"> (https://i.pinimg.com/736x/7d/77/1b/7d771b7f62158a6100f618092e03705c.jpg)</div><strong>Emile Dante</strong><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>As pictured<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>Been a long day, Emile thought as he listened to his music on the train. His latest visit with the doctor had no solutions. He was having a hard time recovering from the ‘issue’. It had been like this since his break with Liza, after she got into an exchange program back in the States.<br/><br/>“Right, his unofficial persciption’.. let’s see.”  He said as he opened the note and rolled his eyes. The old man’s not was about what he figured it was.<br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;"><strong>Get Laid</strong>.</span></div><br/>“Stupid old man...” He grumbled as he stepped off the train without looking back and accidentally bumping into a girl in a conservative outfit. He muttered to her, a grumpy apology as he wandered into the foot traffic and upstairs. Dropping the ‘prescription’ as he walked off.<br/><br/>It had been a difficult month, with weird dreams and a damn near constant state of arousal. He kept his eyes up, to avoid spotting cleavage or such. Pretty much any figure got his engine purring. The dreams were the worst, as they seemed outright pornographic and with him in the role of guy and girl. He blushed at the memory of it.. he particularly, and guilty, enjoyed being the girl on top so to speak.<br/><br/>He pushed the dreams out of his mind as he stepped into the street and looked around as the headset filled his ears with a variety of music, unaware that as he pushed his lust out of his head that people nearby were getting more aroused. Varying from simply turning to eye up an attractive man or woman, feeling up themselves or someone else, kissing or groping someone. It, if viewed from above, was very noticeable as he walked down the street.<br/><br/>He paused for a moment, looked around for a way get a moment of peace and quiet as his arousal dropped a bit. Unaware that he was projecting his arousal all around him, steadily increasing as he tried to get his own body uncontrol as he stopped by a door and walked into the club without even reading the name of it.<br/><br/>He smiled at the greeter of the Fantazjon, enjoying the view of her cleavage despite himself.<br/><br/>“Yeah, I’d like a nice quiet spot in a corner please?”  He said as he took a steadying breath as his lusts reached out to those around him.