When life gives you lemons...

As previously noted, I have a wee sex control problem when b00zed. This morning on the train, I came up with a possible, if mischievious, solution:

Chastity belt.

Sure would keep me out of trouble. And, of course, it kinks me. So it'd be virtuous and fun.

Access Denied [web site currently brokeass] is supposed to be the Cadillac, or possibly even the Countach, of chastity--and they're local to NYC. Ponder, ponder, ponder!