Stimulating Conversations

Lab coats make me hot, so it’s probably a good thing that I’m married to a Food Scientist who Understands. Dammit, now my brain has gone to mush. Time to get Mr Science to put on his lab coat & boots & ‘inspire me’.

Well, that was quicker than expected.

Back to the science thing. There is a theory that the science fetish is related to the medical fetish, but personally, medical stuff does nothing for me. It’s kind of meh really. I’ve played doctors & nurses, and I’ve dated both, and the whole medical thing just leaves me feeling kinda blah. But get me in a laboratory & I’m wet to the knees. Maybe I watched too many movies about Frankenstein’s monster as a kid, or perhaps it has more than a little to do with my early exposure to Tim Curry’s Franknfurter in the Rocky Horror Picture Show, but something inside my loins fires off every time I see a starched white coat. It’s worse if there are gloves involved.

This is the part of the article where I google with safe search off for images to indulge my fetish…. er…. I mean facty-type stuff to write about. But aside from Dexter’s Lab porn and a billion amateur RHPS cast photos, I’m coming up blank. I can’t believe it’s such a rarity to want some mad scientist to experiment on you in the bedroom. The things I do in the name of science! Obviously more research is required.

Hmmm, I should save those cast photos for later.

Well, the internet is turning up nothing. Even Mr Science, he whose googlefu in the realm of porn is legendary, was unable to turn up anything more erotic than an admittedly hot chick in a lab coat eating a tub of yoghurt.

Must save that pic for later too.

The best thing about science is that the search for truth, or a reasonable facsimile of it, is never finished. Go science!

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