| 1. | post-sexual fugue | ||
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The act of fleeing the scene of a negative sexual encounter. Marked by a strong aversion to having contact or communication with the other sexual party. In extreme cases even being in the same vicinity is too much to bear. Often occuring after cum horror. Often leads to shame shower. Yeah, we had sex. But I had an episode of post-sexual fugue. I snuck out, got in my car, and drove-off like a mad man with a sigh of relief.
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| 2. | cum horror | ||
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Typical of situations wherein one is not attracted to a person physically or emotionally, but still partakes in a sexual act due to lust. Upon climax, when the hormonal impulse has been satisfied, one feels an overwhelming feeling of disgust and shame. Cum horror is often followed by post-sexual fugue. Yeah we had sex, but I got a bad case of cum horror. I wanted to throw-up, so I just went to sleep hoping he wouldn't be there when I woke up.
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| 3. | shame shower | ||
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A cleansing of the body following a negative sexual encounter. Seen often in conjunction with cum horror and/or post-sexual fugue. yeah, we had sex, but afterwords I had to take a shame shower.
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| 4. | Dr. Frankenstein | ||
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A sexual maneuver which involves a bit of advanced preparation. A playlist must be prepared which includes, in the middle of it, either the Toccata and Fugue by Bach (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zd_oIFy1mxM) or a soundtrack of a "dark and stormy night" as might be used at Halloween time. The effect should be similar to the opening credits of a gothic horror movie - e.g. Frankenstein, or Dracula.
This song should be placed well into the middle of the playlist, so that it begins during copulation. This really works in any position in which you are not flat on your back. To begin the Doctor Frankenstein, while the horror soundtrack is playing, tilt your head back and let loose your best, loudest, most evil laugh into the night sky. Your arms should be spread wide, fingers curled, claw-like, as you cackle diabolically. Your partner should have no idea what you are doing. Bonus points if you begin screaming, "It's alive! It's aliiiiiive!" Instant win if you can somehow record all this and post it on the internet. "My weekend was great, thanks for asking. I finally got to pull off The Dr. Frankenstein with some chick I met in a bar."
"Things were going really well with Diane last night. We were in bed messing around, and the Toccata came, so I Dr. Frankenstein-ed her. She didn't think it was as funny as I did." "Yah, well, I Dr. Frankenstein-ed your mom!" |
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