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Jobs And Sex, What’s The Connection?

Jobs and Sex, what’s the connection?

Well, in this particular case, the link that we are making between sex and jobs is not going to be the most obvious one that you expected to find. We are not going to bang on about jobs in the sex industry. That means we will ignore completely jobs such as call girls, escorts, pole dancers, porn stars and all the rest of it.  No, today we are going to be talking about a truly exalted member of the human race, one that has made a massive difference to all of our lives in a short period of time. He was a true visionary, perhaps the most visionary of his time when it comes to technology and how all of us mere mortals interface with it and therefore each other.

Jobs, a little fruit and Sex

Have you guessed yet? If not, let us put you out of your misery. Today we are talking about the iconic founder of one of the world’s very best loved and most visionary of all companies. We are talking about Apple, Steve Jobs and Sex, and that’s it in a nutshell!

This whole story revolves around an ex-girlfriend of Apple founder Steve Jobs. She has recently written a book, titled ‘The Bite In The Apple’, which goes into some truly graphic detail about their sex life and indeed his love of tantric sex, describing her sexual relationship with Jobs in the 1970s, when he founded the original Apple. This was of course during the period before Jobs met his future wife.

Chrisann Brennan’s book goes into some real detail, describing what a colossal ‘jerk’ Jobs was as a boyfriend. He did father a child with her but then went on to deny it was his, and then subjected her to a stream of indignities, which included evicting her from the bedroom of the house they both rented together because he wanted the biggest room for himself!

Graphic sexual imagery

The most graphic part of the imagery that the book conjures up is Brennan’s description of their sex life together at that time.

She says: ‘But after a month Steve literally picked me up and moved everything I owned and took over the master bedroom. He’d finally realized that I had the better deal: a larger room with an en suite bath and the privacy of the backyard. Steve had paid the security deposit for the rental so was, in fact, entitled to the room he wanted. But he was so graceless that I felt humiliated and outraged.’

She then goes on to say: ‘Even after swapping rooms in this way, Steve and I still shared nights of lovemaking so profound that, astonishingly, some fifteen years later, he called me out of the blue to thank me for them. He was married at the time of his call and all I could think of was, Whoa . . . men . . . are . . . really . . . different.  Imagine if I had called him to say such a thing!’

Then: ‘We remembered different things. Mainly I recalled how awful he was becoming and how I was starting to flounder. But he was right: our lovemaking had been sublime.’

Jobs, and sex, at the end of the relationship

There is an interesting section at the end of this excerpt in the New York Post that talks about how hot-and-cold the relationship was blowing right at the end:

‘And where Steve’s fullness met mine with staggering beauty (there was a reason he called fifteen years later to acknowledge the importance of the nights we’d shared), he was also becoming so creatively unstable, so out of integrity with himself that everything could slip out of alignment in an instant.’

So there you have it readers, sex jobs coming at you from an entirely different and unexpected angle, enjoy!

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