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Thursday, August 22, 2019

Ravish

Well blogger is being a turd so I can’t add a video to this blog today. Just imagine George Michael singing something 80s sounding and it’ll work. Yesterday was a roller coaster from start to finish. It dawned on me at some point that I hadn’t seen Bella’s face since all of this happened. Now reader, Bella is Bastian. Bella is going full female for the time being so I’m going to use Bella cause it also means beautiful in Italian.  Anyway. I hadn’t actually been able to talk to her face to face since all of it happened. So I said so. It was after seeing a glimpse of her at the store I used to work at. And I thought... why the hell not.

I had rage pumping through me at the time but it died as soon as I stepped into the truck. She agreed to talk and said it wouldn’t change anything. I thought, well, maybe it will clear the air so we can be more than nothing. As it is that’s what we had been, nothing. I was an angry mass of rom and she was a mass of sad resignation.

Did you know you could talk and take turns and come to realize that almost all problems are work-out-able?
Yeah me neither, but that’s why I wanted to. Because text loses its inflection when it’s not spoken. We talked and realized that if we had done this before it might not have happened. And then mind blowing sex. Like absolutely omgiblets sex.
Dude for real, I was sneezing from excitement just being there. I sneeze when I get turned on. And I sneezed and sneezed and even though the subject matter was painful, my body was 110% ready for her.

Never been that way before. It scared me because I wanted to strangle her and fuck her. The hurt was alive but ... yeah. It was washed out in this wave of her. There was nothing else other than her cat who was sitting near my head. Nothing.

Anyway. We are tenderly trying again I think. One step at a time again. Did I rush into it again? Maybe. But her skin calls to me. Humming with need. And her mouth is the only one I want to drown in.

Oye vei reader, worked myself into a tizzy. I’m good though.

Need to go do adult things and not that kind, the kind where I do money and stuff.

As always reader

S

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