Yes.
I'm having it. And he's hot. And knows what he is doing. But he lives too damn far away to come sex me up at a moment's notice. Don't care. Did I mention he's hot? Athletic. Sexy. Great kisser. Dare I even say the best I have had in, let's see... um, forever? Because that's how it feels. The first time was like the way it should be for every girl. Sweet. Caring. And sexy and comfortable. You'd never know the dude is only 30.
This planning is kind of fun though. (And it's now jinxed I'm sure). Because that's how it goes with me.
But for now, nothing too serious. But it's exclusive (because that's how we wanted it). We are just enjoying each other's company. Without all the drama and the "look at me, look at me, look at me" personality disorders. He's just mellow and funny and sweet. And he kisses me like we were junior high school sweethearts.
Zoe is going to my parents for a week as well. And her dad just moved back to Texas for a while. So I might get some additional mom time.
On the other hand, the man I had the biggest crush on just recently broke up with the woman he was seeing. While it is beyond tempting to date him, it was also he that told me before ... well if it doesn't work out with her, I'd be glad to go out with you. Yeah, that made me feel um, special. I will always consider him a great friend. Who knows? Maybe someday our timing will jive.
I'm also still losing weight and got some new pictures taken. They obviously are rather sexy or something because I'm getting a ton of men asking me out. Like seriously. About 5 from last week alone. It's really just intimidating. I don't bode well with all this attention.
But also sucky because I am actually not interested. My sweetie is enough for me to handle right now. I just dig him.
Work. Lots of work.
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So I cooked red sauce for 5 hours yesterday.
And crafted Deb's Lasagna of the Gods.
Because he's supposed to come over tomorrow for dinner. I'm thinking I must like him. Because I never cook. Not like that. That's like giving you my pussy. We're talking like six different kinds of cheese (the lasagna, Soccerboy, not my snatch).
My lasagna is wicked. It will hypnotize you.
He best do some freaky tricks and shit for that.
the boys i mean are not refined
they go with girls who buck and bite
they do not give a fuck for luck
they hump them thirteen times a night
one hangs a hat upon her tit
one carves a cross on her behind
they do not give a shit for wit
the boys i mean are not refined
they come with girls who bite and buck
who cannot read and cannot write
who laugh like they would fall apart
and masturbate with dynamite
the boys i mean are not refined
they cannot chat of that and this
they do not give a fart for art
they kill like you would take a piss
they speak whatever's on their mind
they do whatever's in their pants
the boys i mean are not refined
they shake the mountains when they dance
So. We are playing scattegories.
"Something that is a gift" starts with the letter J.
So, I'm sayin Jizz.
Cause for those of us that haven't seen hide nor hair of that liquidey magic, it is a motherfuckin' gift from Allah.
I'm not like the bukkake queen or anything, but when it's been forfuckingever since you've seen or "experienced" some jizz, it's a gift.
I should have been able to count those points.
Ok, my clothes are falling off me. I don't know why because I'm not trying or anything. Ok, so I'm eating better, but I can't imagine how this is working because even the belt doesn't keep my clothes up.
It's a slowww work day. I don't feel like working and am really sleepy.
Maybe I should leave and go shopping for some new damn pants.
Men. When it rains it motherfucking pours.
11/29/04
I delve into you
to smell this smell
your body
into this kiss
this kiss
so familiar
so soft
my lips tingle
it's torture not to
have these lips on me
to feel these hands on me
to feel this body in me
wrapped around me
I want
your hands
your body
all over me
on me
in me
your arms
this stomach
your body
so smooth and firm
I taste this taste
that is you
So lovely your mouth
covering the curves of
my breast so well
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that way
that way you look at me
i feel it
and it keeps me
from breathing
i see you
i've seen you
i've wanted you
before this
sitting
with you next to me
it's hard
because i feel heat
from me from you
between us
unsettled
unexplored
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11/30/04
the way you look at me
has me unglued
so familiar
so familiar
this feeling of your
warmth inside
sweet
gentle and yet almost
loving, simple, lovely
and all i can do
is to let myself feel
And here is to my girls - the Bitchkateers. Who watch my kiddo and make it possible for me to have a life.
Cause I'm singin the Motherfucking Hallelujah Chorus today!!