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Sex. Sex. Sex. (and a little bit of fucking too.) written @ 11:25 a.m. on October 12, 2003 I had a dream last night that I was sleeping alone. It was awful. I love sleeping with Scott. I love the feeling of laying next to him, feeling his breathing, running my fingers through his hair, kissing his back, or just laying in his arms. I like knowing that if anything happens during the night he is there to be with me. But most of all, I love the wake-up-sex. You know, the sex that you have when you first wake up... it is sort of disoriented and sloppy, but you are full of more energy than you were when you went to sleep. I love waking him up for wake-up-sex. *sigh* Sex is no longer an oddity to me. Once upon a time it was. It didn't seem normal, or okay to me. Fucking childhood. Sex is a wonderful thing (most of the time) and if I had my choice, I would get laid about 5 times a day. Maybe then I wouldn't have to play with my vibrator so much. (Do you think 12 times in one day is a little outlandish???) There are guys you have sex with, guys you make love with, and guys you FUCK. Personally, I'd love to have a guy that I could do all of that with. But hey, the world isn't flat... is it? Sex can be really fun. It can also at times be a dragging-on, agonizing event that you would just assume stop and go to sleep. As much as I love sex, it's true. Some guys have some pretty weird fetishes. Hell, I have some pretty wierd fetishes. My favorite part of a guys body is the hip bones that make that great little "V" right before you get to the pubic bone. OOOoooh. I love that. I prefer uncircumcised, but I'm not too picky. It's just better for blowjobs and hand jobs. Let me tell you a little secret. Penis piercings... they don't change SHIT. Then again... hee hee. I had some okay sex last night. Not much to brag about, but our headboard was banging into the wall like no tomorrow. We have a mirrored headboard (kinda kinky) and it's all good. :-) I think I better stop now, Andrew might read this, and then I will blush. *Blushing*...
"As fire lights the wood it consumes, so the soul illuminates the body with consciousness."
- Srimad Bhagavatam
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