I have driven 250km, or 2.5 hours to get laid by a sure thing. After, turned around and went home. Is this an addiction? I have done this several times. The entire drive there was so sensual. My mind wandered in anticipation of what was to come. Sometimes I would get such a woody, I had to think about something else, just to make it there. I am surprised I have not been pulled over for DWI. DRIVING WHILE INFATUATED. Anyway, sure was a good thing. Has this happened to anyone else, or am I the only fucked up one here?