She's a slut, She's a ho, She's a Freak....Yep that pretty much sums me up.
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I might as well go ahead and join the sick crowd. I knew it would happen eventually. It seems like everyone around me has gotten sick over the last few weeks and I have miraculously been able to fight off the germs. But I think now my body is getting tired of fighting and is just ready to succumb to the inevitable. Getting sick is partly my fault though. I can�t blame all the coughing and sneezing and flying germs on my co-workers, my Mom, Rie and J (or even you sick folks in cyber space). I only have myself to blame. After all D did tell me he was sick this past weekend. But did that warning stop me from ramming my tongue down his throat (keep in mind, this is Blackpearl!)?? Of course it didn�t stop me. The thought of being sick didn�t even cross my mind when our tongues were dancing in circles. But this morning I woke up with that itchy feeling in the back of my throat, which is usually a sure sign there is trouble ahead. Oh just in case you have not figured it out and you are still wondering what I meant here...yea...it happened. I tried to control myself, really I did. Ok I�m lying. Once D started that touchy feely shit I knew I wasn�t going to let him go home last night. I really didn�t want to jump into a sexual relationship but I guess there is no turning back. Or is there?? I suppose if I really wanted to, I could tell D no more sex until we get to know each other a little better. But who the hell am I fooling. You don�t let good dick sit right in front of your face and not put it to use. And after a year of dealing with fucked up and raggedy ass men, I finally found a possible keeper. Yippy! Hopefully there won�t be these periods of dry spells anymore. I�m looking forward to getting my screws tighten on a regular basis and not relying on my batteries to be charged up to do it...I know, I know, TMI...but I�m just keeping it real. Now if I can just get D to move his head down a little ways then I can put "Big Boy" back in his sash and tuck him away in the PJ drawer until he is really needed. Given the constant phone calls, I�m getting the hint that D doesn�t plan on just fucking then fleeing. He called me first thing this morning at work and again this afternoon. He asked me to stop by his office. During my lunch break I went by to see him. I was just fine and had the hormones in check until he asked for a hug. Just having him put his arms around me and pressing his dick into my pelvis (Yeah, I said pelvis, D is 6�4 so even with my boots on he is quite a bit taller than me) sent my "Girl" into overdrive. The worse part is now I have to sit here at work horny as hell replaying images of last night in my head. Doesn�t look like I�m going to get too much more work done today. And it doesn�t help that I am tired as hell from getting less than 4 hours of sleep last night...on my couch at that. D is going to be one of those guys who can only come over on the weekends when I don�t have to get up for work. I�m a very light sleeper and D is a very loud snorer. After listening to him for 45 minutes with no sight in the noise easing up, I decided I would have better luck getting some sleep on the couch. For those of ya�ll that are wondering�. J-mac is still in the picture. We still talk everyday or every other day. I�m not ready to give up on us just yet but I can�t wait around hoping and wishing we will be together and possibly let someone who could have potential walk away. |
3:18 p.m. || December 03, 2003 |
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