OK, so enough of psycho trolls, true?
Today, Malcolm took his last personal day to come and spend it with me. He's so dear, and I'm really such a lucky girl. His car is in the shop, and it was pouring, so no Ducati today. I drove to pick him up, which is no sacrifice for me because I LOVE going to Portland. We had a most excellent conversation in the car, arguing for and against Spike Lee, went grocery shopping for me, and he filled my gas tank. Such an amazing man. He is the true description of a provider and caretaker. Mine! LOL
In my Merava group, we'd put out some ideas about what people like to "get busy" to. What songs make you wanna get jiggy? Malcolm and I like the Janet album, and maybe some Ginuine, and of course Passion - by Peter Gabriel. Today, we discovered a new and exciting album to provide the setting to our marathon sessions. Dark Side of the Moon - Pink Floyd. Although a bit on the dark side, it was perfect for two lovers who needed to really tear into each other. We've been apart, you see, since my surgery on the 20th of October. Well, I did see him the day after when he came to take care of me and show me the benefits of morphine derived pain killers, but between the secondary infections and my going back to work...well it's been a VERY long 24 days. 24 Days of phone calls, phone sex (but only sometimes), and latenight frustration. Today was so intense, it required two showers. LOL. He brought cameras, toys, and we did so many kinky nasty things that I'm still blushing to think of some of them. And laughing. I laugh because he makes me feel free. There isn't anything I can't do with him, no desire is taboo, no need over the top. He'll do anything for me, if only I'd ask. He's so proud of me when I do ask, that he bends over backwards to please. He wants me to stop being just the pleaser, and to demand my own satisfaction. I don't see the big deal, cuz I don't need to demand anything with him. He gives it freely and without reserve. But it pleases him to hear me ask, so I'm working on that. I'm not a big talker. I know some people love that, and have whole dialogs in bed. Me, not so much. I kind of recede into my head, which can be a blessing or a curse. And I think Malcolm knows that, and is always trying to keep me with him. Sometimes, in my past relationship, when the rough sex got too rough, I'd simply retreat into that quiet place and watch from far away without really feeling anything. Malcolm also knows that, and wants me to stay with him in the present. He's very good at it, and very good at eliminating my fears, trepidations, and hangups so I can just really hang back and cum like a banshee. LOLOL Yeah, he's that good.
So, what are YOUR favorite songs to do it by? Love to know!
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