Guilty Pleasure

What makes one pleasure guilty versus one that is innocent? To that I do not have the answer. Since when is being guilty, pleasurable? Does it really feel good to be bad? What defines bad? Perhaps, labeling it one or another is a pacifier of some sort. Perhaps just calling it guilty makes it somewhat tantric, sensual rather than pure. Yet words are just words and can take on different meanings given the context. Some of my guilty pleasures include shopping. Shopping for shoes (sometimes the same pair in different colors) and lingerie (never the same, in as many colors as possible). Shopping for fancy bras and cute panties. Another one includes drinking tea daily in the nude in front of the window as I write in my journal. Another includes hangin out with friends. No one takes precedence over my fam and my friends. But when we dive deeper into guilty pleasures...for some, it can be a drug or a drink. For others it's partying but a guilty pleasure or a pleasure of any sort, does not necessarily have to be a sinful thing. The want, the yearning, the craving can be sinfully delicious all on its own. Sometimes just the thought, the idea is sooooooooo ooooooooh, that one just leaves it as that. A thought. I believe that some things are just supposed to be wondered about, somethings are to remain a fantasy. Sometimes the wanting is satisfying enough. There are things I masturbate about, that I would never do. EVER. But the thought is entertaining enough. Guilty pleasures...sex. Is that a guilty pleasure or just a pleasure? If it's a sin or not has be determined by those performing the act. Of course we know all have our versions of right and wrong. We all have our own beliefs and standards, morals and interests but all good judgement and politically correct bullshit aside....Fucking for just fucks sake. Is it more or less pleasurable than when real feelings are involved? With someone you may not care too much about, there is a sense of selfishness. Room to not care, let go and give in to the purest, most self gratifying experience. On the flip sid, that can breed a lack of finesse and lack of meticulousness. In the act, attention to detail is a must; or not so if there is no emotion involved. Can one engage and TRULY not have any emotion? At all? Absolutely yes for some and absolutely not for others. For some it depends, yet, consider taking a look at all the prostitutes, pimps and customers/clients. Look at all the concubines throughout history. Yet and still, the stronger the emotion, the more sexual freedom. The more room to explore and experiment. There is a level of tact of forgiveness. There is more opportunity for patience and learning, understanding and adjusting...laughter. Embarrassment if fleeting, because there is a comfort level. A cushion of respect, is that the same when there are no emotions present? Guilty pleasure, versus carnal lust, up against primal animalistic desire is that any match for real true love?