My sister forwarded me an article from the New York Times Magazine. (Keep those sexy forwards coming to  

The article is about the quest for a drug that will stoke sexual desire in women. A  "female Viagra". Drug companies are currently running trials on these drugs, one of which is called Lybrido.

In the article they refer to a lack of lust in women with an appropriately unsexy name: hypo-active sexual desire disorder or H.S.D.D. for short.

It’s an eight-page article stuffed with great information. These three paragraphs grabbed my attention:

“For a sizable segment of the undesiring, the most common antidepressants, the selective serotonin reuptake inhibitors (S.S.R.I's) , can be the culprit. 
Millions of American women are on S.S.R.I.'s, and many of them would have good use for a pill to revive the libido that has been chemically dulled as a side effect of the pill they take to buoy their mood.”

“But for many women, the cause of their sexual malaise appears to be monogamy itself. It is women much more than men who have H.S.D.D., who don’t feel heat for their steady partners.”

“Lesbian couples seem to fare no better, and maybe worse, in keeping their sexual ardor for each other. The term “lesbian bed death,” coined by the University of Washington sociologist Pepper Schwartz in the ‘80s, has been critiqued as overstatement but not quite as fiction.” 

I guess researchers have been hot on the trail of a female desire drug since the 80’s when Viagra showed just how much money can be made from sexy pharmaceuticals. 

Have they never heard of tequila? 

But seriously, this is an important topic and one that deserves much greater inspection than I can cover in a single blog post. We can't keep throwing pills at something as sacred as female sexuality. I plan to take a deeper look at topics like erotic empowerment and sustainable sensuality in future posts.

But until then...margaritas, Zumba, Nia, yoga, hot springs, meditation and of course, reading and writing erotica keep my sexy fires burning.

How about you?  What stokes your sexual desire? 


Sexy link: Click here for the full New York Times article
I’m back from my third rafting trip through the Grand Canyon.

Unlike my first trip that resulted in three erotic essays and my second trip trip where I did erotic photo shoots, this voyage down wasn't so sexy for me.

I'll admit this was more than a little disturbing since one of the many ways I describe my erotic memoir is river erotica (click here and here for a little tease). 

Normally the river seduces my man and consequently me, into this highly aroused, spiritually-awakened ecstatic state.

Not this time.  And as you can imagine, I’ve been trying to figure out why.

Rationalization #1: Maybe the river is just done with me.  Or perhaps I’m done with her. She always has scared me shitless.

But, no.  No way. 

Rationalization #2: I was on vacation, so my sexy muses decided to take one too.  Quite possible.

Rationalization #3: This year’s launch date was a month earlier than my other two trips so the weather was cooler. Plunging naked into water that was so cold it burned didn't cultivate a sultry vibe.


But I did it anyway.

Rationalization #4: I wasn’t Blogging Me Sexy. I wasn't consciously manifesting sexiness every week and writing it down for you. 

That must be it.

Good thing I’m getting back at it.

Sexy prod: Inspire me. Share one of your sensuous spring moments in the comments.